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storge · 3 years

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I am kind of a starter with regards to Japanese dramas; do you think you could recommend some?

Friend! hmmmmmm I shall recommend you dramas/movies that I think most jwatchers (that I know) have seen and still enjoy/liked. The first couple of these are early 2000ish that are "old" starter pack ones they are so many gems from that time so ill list only 7.

Hana Yori Dango (all seasons +the remake) I think almost every jdrama watcher has watched AT LEAST the first season. like you gotta try it friend you just gottaaaa. Everytime i hear Planetarium or flavor of life my eyes tear still up and I start belting the lyrics.

Long Vacation a 90's age gap goodie.

Hana kimi (+the remake) I didnt watch the remake but I find the original is the best iteration of all the countries. Again I'm sure 98% of jdrama watchers have seen this. Bonus Pretty boi galore and antics.

Sky of love/Koizora (movie/drama) You are gonna feel for the youngins and then cry.

Nana (movie) music and female friendship.

GTO (all versions) the original 90's is a classic teacher one thats still good and it's better than the remake to me.

Gokusen (all seasons) everyone and their grandchildren probably watched this. It's another classic teacher one. It feels old? nostalgic and cheesy life lessony but still fun. I'd give it try for the female lead cause I still love her spunk to this day. Bonus all the guys in it were hotties at the time so pretty boi galore lol.

Juhan Shuttai! serotonin boost work related drama female lead.

Boku no Ita Jikan your gonna be sad and cry but its a gem.

Nigeru wa Haji da ga Yaku ni Tatsu more recent and a romcom contract marriage goodie.

99.9: Keiji Senmon Bengoshi I don't know if you like law dramas but this is one and its fun.

Ouroboros Crime drama + Bromance

Kimi ni todoke (movie) your romance one. i love lovee this movie. I have seen it literalllyyy so many times I could quote this movie lol.

Koi wa Tsuzuku yo Doko Made romcom everyone I know watched this and loved it. I didn't particularly enjoy it tho but i have questionable taste so lolol

Tonbi (2013 movie) heartwarming family drama.

Mother (2010 drama) not for everyone kinda drama but ohhh your gonna cry cause it cutssss you.

Okitegami Kyoko no Biboroku a light private detective one with romance and i think its just niceeee.

I tend to watch shows for a particular feeling. So if there is a particular actor you want to see more of... or a specific feeling you like, I can rec something similar to that. Be warned friend.. i don't tend to watch masterpieces or award winning stuff so that kind list would be very small... im not that deep lolol. And most of these have romances sorry lolol so if you don't want that i can rec something else.

p.s. If you hate all of these than I'm sorry 😂😂😂😂😂

#thanks for asking me friend!!!!#i know you said dramas but jmovies feel like jdramas to me soooo lolol #i hope you find one that you like #i tried to go for more middle of the road jdramas #none of these are too crazy or over the top #most of these are like the basic popular ones on mdl probably #lolololol #jdramas feel differnt than k and c ones #so try to be more openminded if that makes sense lol #*no anons only friends #i tried not to add many youth school dramas but frienddd #and i dont care what anyone says jdramas do crack fluff cheesy romance better than anyone else #and i LOVE IT #i will always watch youth school romance just for the serotonin boost #no shameeee

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fabricated-misslieness · 4 years

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Tony Stark x gender neutral reader

Tony talking to you about your music taste. This is self-indulgent purely for the fact that I’m using my music taste.

Songs mentioned in order:

1. Rex Orange County ↴

Green Eyes, Pt.II (first two lines)

4 Seasons (third line)

2. Still Woozie - Goodie Bag (last line)

Requested: No

Word Count: 472

| 🎵 see money is the only motive, but money is a sin and I loath it 🎶 |

Tony shifted uncomfortably, making (y/n) raise a brow. “Something wrong, Tony?”

“No, nothing.” The music continued to blast from their phone but Tony did actually have something to say. “Well, yeah there is something. I’m a billionaire, (y/n), and ‘money is a sin?’. I--”

| 🎶 the reason why a prick is running the country. no matter when you see this vote, there’s always a prick running this country 🎵 |

“(y/n), what the hell?”

(y/n) laughed, wrapping an arm around their lover’s waist and continuing to browse through their phone. “Don’t worry about it, it’s just a song.”

| 🎵 and who am I to judge the friends that I once thought I knew 🎶 |

The next song came around and Tony got more thoughts. “Did somebody stab you in the back or something? Why do you have all these edgy songs?”

They laughed again, shaking their head. “Tony, I told you, they’re just songs. They sound nice and I like them.”

Tony crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow. “Don’t you pay attention to the lyrics?” He cast a judging look at (y/n).

“You don’t have to.” (y/n) replied. “It’s not my fault I don’t listen exclusively to AC/DC.”

Tony frowned with feigned anger, “Hey! I mix in other… rock and roll.. songs in there sometimes.”

(y/n) rolled their eyes playfully, looking back down at their phone. “If that’s what helps you sleep at night, sure.”

They spent the rest of that song in silence, browsing through their phones.

| 🎶 why you always hate to break bread? 🎵 |

“Break bread?” (y/n) heard Tony mutter. “Hey, sexy,” Sexy was Tony’s nickname for (y/n), he argues that they’re always sexy no matter what, “I do not understand you youngins' music.”

(y/n) laughed while rolling their eyes. ‘Youngin’ he was like, max, twice their age. People only get to use that word if they’re like, parents.. or something.

They pressed a kiss on Tony’s temple. “I honestly have no idea what it means, but hey, it sounds good, doesn’t it?”

“Sure..” Tony said with a doubting tone.

When that song came to an end, Tony asked (y/n) to turn off their music so that he could turn on his. (y/n) rolled their eyes but obliged anyway.

Tony put on some AC/DC and was finally content in the music playing.

Tony opened his mouth again to say something but (y/n) interrupted him, “You don’t want me to play my music when you’re around. That’s what you were going to say, isn’t it?”

“Well, no..” He played if off like he wasn’t going to say that, but he totally was. “I was going to give you some song recommendations.”

“AC/DC Back in Black?”

“Yeah..”

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popscurity · 7 years

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Review: A Tribe Called Quest, “Thank You 4 Your Service”

Whether it’s the country’s institutionalization driven by drugs, poor political representation, or the present generation finding their worth, A Tribe Called Quest’s long-awaited and final record, “We got it from here… Thank you 4 your service,” beautifully but blatantly points out societal flaws to unify the people. There’s a lot of complex consciousness blending the past, present, and future echoed throughout beats, metaphors, and star-studded appearances. The record honored a fallen five-footer brother, and deciphered that not every brother is a brother… but they don’t know.

Timeless and timely, the band’s first record in 18 years was released right after the election. “We the People…” already instills Trump’s separatist immigration policies, and Tribe combats this by finding common ground in the food we eat when we’re hungry. Referenced is a meal college kids know all too well – ramen noodles. A food everyone can afford, the microwavable snack is used as a level playing field, showing we’re more alike than different, and mostly broke.

While “The Space Program” alludes to a surely female president, “Melatonin” copes with a lack of surprise in the rise of Trump. Although cut before election day, Q-Tip practically responds to Barack Obama’s day-after speech with the line “The sun is up, but I feel down again.”

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This track suggests racist acts always done in the dark are simply now coming out. This sentiment is echoed in “The Killing Season,” which uses metaphors of war to describe injustice at the hands of the police: “These fruitful trees are rooted in bloody soil and torment / Things haven’t really changed / Or they’re dormant for the moment.” The record’s release on Veteran’s Day and reference to an associated phrase in the title makes this comparison especially potent.

Despite predictable presidential results, this reality still ensues restlessness. This lack of sleep is explained in “Kids…” where worries for the future generations are that both normal, safe success and famous, flashy rapdom are unattainable fantasies for black youth. In contrast, “Movin Backwards” shows motivation from the youngsters, bringing contemporary artist Anderson Paak. on to propose propelling onward in the face of hopelessness.

Contrasting top-ranking rap albums from this year such as Young Thug and Travis Scott, Tribe brings the philosophy lost in trap music, putting the rhythm and poetry back in rap. Jarobi has something to say to the “trap lords with the fetty” in “Movin Backwards,” begging rappers not to bring back stereotyped shallowness Tribe’s thoughtful lyrics hoped to put a dent in.

These artist have digressed from the hip hop that reminded Q-Tip’s dad of bebop in ”Excursions,” but Tribe brought in youngins who embrace jazz on their records, like Anderson Paak. and Kendrick Lamar, maintaining philosophical flow for the future. “We got it from here…” maintains a classic sound through Q-Tip’s multi instrumentalism and scratches by George “DJ Scratch” Spivey. Production and subject matter are relevant and fresh without ever feeling contrived, and is always very Tribe.

Jarobi White stayed in the background the few early years he was with ATCQ, leaving and his vocals cut before “Low End Theory” dropped. For the first and last time, White lends his verses and voice to several tracks. Also coming together after nearly 20 years of disagreements are Q-Tip and Phife Dawg. Childhood friends separated by solo ventures, Phife’s abrasive tone is like the crunchy toast Q-Tip’s buttery vocals are spread upon. Phife was always Q-Tip’s biggest critic, and the Abstract alludes to this in the song dedicated to the five foot assassin, “Lost Somebody”: “Despite all the spats and shits and immaculately documented / The one thing I appreciate, you and I, we never pretended.” The track leaves a small space of silence toward the end, interbedded with sharp guitar riffs that echo in Phife’s absence.

Along with all the fabulous founding members, Tribe brings in talented and famous names to help continue divulging their low end theory. Classic associates Busta Rhymes, Andre 3000 and Q-Tip’s cousin Consequence lend verses while left-field features like Jack White and Elton John provide funky instrumentals. Subdued appearances never overshadow Tribe, serving as savory sprinkles atop a soulful sundae.

In “Conrad Tokyo,” Phife post-humorously alludes to the band’s now legendary SNL performance. A day after the record release and the weekend after the election, their appearance with fellow Black Muslim Dave Chappelle on SNL was the perfect punctuation to a painful week, and a wonderful FU to our president-elect. Chappelle’s graciousness toward Trump and Tribe’s reclamation of his hateful rhetoric shows the greatness of America, and the talent we stand to miss out on if Trump successfully closes the minds ATCQ has spent over 20 years opening.

#atcq #hip hop #old school #a tribe called quest

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og-my-borough-is-thorough-see · 5 years

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“Out here in this world, just tryna make it

Everything I see, sometimes I can't take it

But damn I really miss those times

That soul food's on my mind”

Been a minute been busy but in all actuality life been steady, damn near died of dehydration cause of these stomach bugs and Eastern tryin kill me with this food, the strength been going up the pec rehab is improving and the range of motion is getting better. Gonna see where life takes me the writing has become more refined and matured just gotta work on the lyricism and tecnique in my books of my rhymes, unless I flip a pack and these investments studio time ain’t gonna be found, things mad expensive was looking at the rates but gonna wait till I got a connection, till then it gives me more time to work on my craft and flow. Starting to stop getting neverous speaking to or at classes, got three voulenteer opportunities later on this week at schools and what not. Need to get back to when I would volunteer at Elementary and Middle schools and a regular basis with the homie, if I can impact one youngins life in a positive way thats what matters. Going to start reading more of 1984, that book wild, gotta get to reading Juneteenth and studying Malcolm X and the Oxford dictionary, I gotta get my semantics up and have A1 rhetorics. Gonna see how this weekend plays out and what moves I make, nearly week till I’m back in the South and get some good food with some seasoning and flavor. Gonna link up with the homies and homegirls, but most importantly the family and the firm. Gonna make some flips and sales to get my savings up and have some capital to invest in real estate, till then gonna get these grades right and finish the midterms then semester with that coveted 4.0, just gotta see how life goes and I go, gotta maintain focus and not lose sight. Give it a decade and I’ll be legitamite and have capital and businesses with enough dough to take care of my family and have my parents retired and give them a good life. Finna send my sister to college and gonna have financial freedom and citizenship above all else, just gotta get this hustle right and keep on moving till my time comes.

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usuallyrics-blog · 5 years

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The Presentation

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The Presentation

SHAKE UP THE WORLD THAT IS WHAT I AM BOUT TO DO And homie you ain’t even on my altitude I’m tellin you, I got enough cloud for two And like a nxgga turn blood I came out the blue They like, “damn who’s drake, where’s wheel-chair-Jimmy at?” On my chris brown shxt. I’m still here. gimme dat I’m cuttin lights out like it’s bedtime These other rappers luke-warm like redwine The truth hurts so please don’t rub it in I’m not signed yet, so I’m still budgetin’ I’m like jeopardy-I’m still buzzin in Every city that you gotta nephew or a cousin in (ugh) I miss cake these days I can’t even afford a mistake these days All of my favorite girls miss drake these days Please don’t take offense to my ways

Cause I need drug money Who got drug money I am talkin “white phantom sittin on dub” money I am talkin “cold champaigne at tha club” money And no I ain’t emotional but baby I love money To all these A&R’s that’s playin stars Why you gotta act dumb (dumb) Your girl kno how I beat it like a flat drum I spit dirty like I’m chewin on black gum I fooled ya’ll ain’t shxt for me to come back from

[beat changes]

[Drake: talking] Ooooohhh! Yes! I’d like to take this opportunity to formally welcome you to this extravaganza that I call Comeback Season. Hope you enjoy your stay drinks are on my by the way [laughs] yeah

[Rapping] How the fuck jay and dame gon’ break up before they meet drake I’m sure it can be resolved I’m just hopin that they make up I’ve perfected my craft using ? Tryna make some cheese off a single is a process GET IT? ! Craft. single. cheese. process Sit back and admire the talent that I possess Top notch, no less Oh yes I’m known in the city, but need to bust out like a model to show chest Cause you deal with agents from check collections I’m keepin it clean in a little X direction And babygirl if you don’t like me it’s probably due to the fact that you are last like next selection The city is mine, I control this You know this Cause you are nothing like it and I’m ? you ? this I’m a jamaican doctor, The Bay, WHAT UP OTIS?! I’m back with the form like opis I go Yeah And I’m a teach it so you learn right You can’t come on this ride you need to earn height With no hyrdo bill I let the lights burn out And after that I take em’ back like returned flights Yeah You can’t ? me ? rich United like ? Barmitsfa kidd Get your hits destroyed Cause I keep it under wraps like christmas toys No witnesses No mistresses This the present and I’m a show you wut gifted is mayne Keep it real no other youngins as hot as me You a gucci groupie my nxgga and I’m a prodigy What I’m direct for Cause I’m who they check for I waited for connects Why you was playin connect four You was playin uno I was doin you know -wut-eva us rappers do to develop a new flow I promise Yeah

[talking] Shout out to 40-40 Yeah my right hand!

Who is Drake

Aubrey Drake Graham – Canadian actor and musician. Degrassi: Jimmy Brooks from the next generation. As a rapper, Drake uses his stage name.

#Drake - The Presentation Lyrics #Drake Comeback Season Album #Drake LyricsArray

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aqlyrics-blog · 7 years

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Beats Keep Callin

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Beats Keep Callin

–Part 1: “Bad and Boujee” Remix–

–Intro– Whatever, whatever, whatever Mr. Porter don’t trust you, I’m gon’ bust you, nigga That thang pop, pop pop Whatever, whatever, whatever (If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you) Whatever, whatever

–Verse– This that “your career’s over” flow, for real This ain’t four-wheelin’, roll with coke, heroin, ‘caine Bone chilling, cold with no feelings Bangin dope-dealin-Hov and No-Ceilings Wayne Started out like Nas, shoot gun, heavy is the head with the crown Slaughterhouse, my mind’s two tons, hardest out like John Q’s son And everything you say greasy and made up like a piece of cheesesteak And everything I say come natural, in this thing of beauty, like Alicia Keys face How can I be hated in the streets, when I’m on even on my off day I’m creative when it’s beef, while you throw salt, I’m your baby mama and them new salt bae I’ll assault they a la carte tray Molotov through your restaurant window Mr. Hyde, Dr. Jekyll, Nickel Nine, Ricky Grimes I’m Sylvester Mindbender I spark fours, that’ll arch floors That’ll have whoever acting hardcore Doing parkour, I’ma dog Porter Brought the dog for, recording harsh thoughts for the art form Taking me to your leader is like showing Chuck Norris where a glass door is While I’m just tryna stay outta jail Last war I stay strapped for it Y’all can run while the gats blowing And if I miss your ass, then I guess you saved by the bell, like Zack Morris I’m on bando time when I ride through cities Before my time R.I.P. Bobby Krissy Or Bobby, Whitney, flow K-Ci, JoJo Let the Tech N9ne go KC, MO., bro I don’t stand my ground, I just demolish niggas Simple you against me you ain’t ridin’ with me Bitch not only do I kiss and tell, I’m Orlando Brown when I describe them titties I’m the rubberband man, but I do more than count bands Fuck sipping 40 ounces, I’m sober out here, fucking hoes like 40 oz Van Nigga I’m Pusha T doing quiet numbers, getting silent money, I’ll retire from it, I don’t dress loud, I throw the flyness on it Let the labels talk and Desiigner mumble like Donald Trump Throwing money hitting everybody and they auntie up Trying to find someone to come perform for me ‘fore I fuck the whole entire country up I’m the first one gunnin’, last one runnin’ Too enlightened for a check (yeah) Any rapper that want it, I’m Wack 100 Invite ’em to a scrap (yeah) I narrow down shit the Farrakhan way You can find me anywhere the crime wave I’m Schwarzenegger, you Sarah Conner And your favorite rapper act like Eric Andre Ryan’s still alive, played nice ’cause the drama still flies Even when you shoot your lil uzi vertical in broad day Like you still tryna kill God I’m French kissing with a “bitch you” mentality Voodoo and como talle vous While I’m hula hoopin’ dollars for that snarly tooth My future look like juju in a body suit When you niggas gon’ admit it? That I’m better than the youngins, that I’m better than the legends Never did I dumb it down or did I settle I’m Rick the Ruler in every different measure I ain’t just the R, I’m every different letter I can give your chick eleven inches if she let me get the leverage I can be president of hip-hop which is let me switch endeavors And I’m just having an open workout in Heaven, tryna get me a good sweat I’m Jae Millz looking up at the sky like, “Ayo B.I.G, am I good yet?”

–Part 2: “Lockjaw” Remix–

–Interlude– When you a fiend for the rhythm and the beats just keep callin’ ya They keep callin’ ya They keep callin’ ya

–Chorus– When it’s hard to understand me ’cause my jaws keeps lockin’ My parents keep callin’, the Lord keeps watchin’ I’m standing on the corner with my boys, beat boxin’ And anywhere I go, all of these whores be jockin’

–Verse 1– The dogs keep barkin’ at the top dog They already lost it, nigga, it’s a lost cause I remember when I had to pawn all my jewelry Was so embarrassed by the help that no one offered to me Zoning off the bottle, we only taught to fight back We only talk survival, walking home, we just might scrap All we did was write raps, tryna get so drunk Had to get my sight back, product of the old gun Made some bad decisions so early on in the process I had people out to get me, my album wasn’t even out yet I’m talking ’bout the self-proclaimed “King of Detroit” I seen some people reaching they dreams, some people destroyed I seen people die at the hands of the violence of man Seen people shot out the sky, being fly as they can Seen ’em split the pie up and Pam sniff her entire two grams Slipping, now we in your crib to tie up your fam ‘Cause it’s hard to really focus when you’re tryna stack for ya Lawyers, with those in power tryna blackball ya It’s hard to find employers like accountants that’s loyal With those who told ya they adore tryna back-door ya You ain’t on-point though, one minute, you popping trunks Next minute, you happy man, next minute, you sloppy drunk Every January 1st, the ball keeps droppin’ And I’m just celebrating it at the mall, we shoppin’ Celebrating friendships, “Bro” this, “Cuz” that “Fam” this, borrow that, loyal this, trust that Comas after comas that were alcohol induced If I ain’t wake up from ’em, I won’t ask what y’all would do

[Refrain] I had to bite down, bite down A nigga had to bite down, bite down All I could do was bite down, bite down, down Bite down, bite down, I had to

[Verse 2] Hundred yard dash through the hood, talking money runs Using that money counter, getting rid of them funny ones You know the ones, too wrinkled to go in them slot machines Throw ’em on the titty bar floor to lower a thot esteem You could be the hottest thing and still have the wrong team Sometimes to see the bigger picture, you need a wider screen I got the arm out the black beatle, beating the drum Mannequin challenging whole families, viva la drunk It’s Nickel Season, the fever’s begun I’m savage, even though my tat issa knife, I’m keeping a gun Loaded cartridges, stolen cars with the Lowenharts Rip the game apart and you are not worthy like Wayne & Garth By now, my life’s so righteous, I don’t even sleep with groupies I move like that nigga Spike Lee when he was Mookie Back in high school, I really clowned I said I’d do the right thing if Rosie let me ice cube them titties now But this is realer than movie depictions What you niggas know ’bout making a move in a beef and truly committin’? It ain’t no squashing it after you push a certain button Make sure everything under your lip cut and your shirt is tucked in Burning your beard away with Magic Shave COs frisking your pregnant bitch, turning your kids away, thataway That’ll in a shallow grave, casualty of a cabaret Daughter calling some wack nigga “daddy” at movie matinees Even when we deal with Saturdays, my children still know that I don’t want another man’s cheap-ass ways on my doormat And anything I do from legal to illegal I do this shit the ski mask way, like I’m Lil Kodak

–Outro– When you a fiend for the rhythm and the beats just keep callin’ ya They keep callin’ ya They keep callin’ ya

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1hoodmedia · 7 years

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Mumble Rap Ain't My Cup Of Tea, But...

I got to say- I'm getting a little tired of hearing heads my age and older complaining about it. They have no rhymes, no vocabulary, they repeat the hook over more than half the track, it has no connection to the elements of hip hop culture, and even most of the beats sound the same... I've heard all the complaints. And all the complaints are valid. But my fellow aging heads need to give it a rest. The newest, most popular crop of MCs (and I use that term loosely) aren't my cup of tea personally and their music doesn't speak to me, but it doesn't have to. Hip Hop music has always been driven by the tastes of urban youth, and to be honest, I'm a thirty-something 9 to 5er, husband, and father who's already taking cholesterol medication and planning to move out to the suburbs as soon as I get my first win fall of cash. I don't sip lean. I don't pop pills. I don't turn up. Heck, I don't even think I've stepped foot in a club since 2009. Getting my brakes done and my front porch weather proofed is my idea of a productive weekend. So I recognize I'm not part of that young crowd that the Lil Yatchy's and Uzi Verts and Travis Scotts are making music for. Let the youngin's do their thing and have their music.

Hip Hop music itself is almost 40 years old at this point. Just the music. B-boying and graffiti art are even older. But think about Rock music when it was 40 years old. From the 50s to the 90s, it's sound evolved and changed drastically. You had classic rock, heavy metal, soft-rock, folk rock, progressive rock, grunge, alternative, punk, the list goes on...all these sub-genres of rock n roll had their time, scene, and poster children that were representative of whatever they were being labeled as. The same thing happened with Jazz. Between the 1920s and1960s we saw the emergence of swing, big band, free jazz, ragtime, bebop, Afro-Cuban, modal, and cool jazz and they all made significant contributions to the genre. Now I'm not saying I believe mumble rap is going to make a lasting impression and in the year 2037 there will be documentaries made on the genius and impact of the Slime Season releases, but I am saying no genre stays recognizable and forever identifiable by it's initial audience. Looking at what's happened with other genres in the past, it's really not all that unfathomable that hip hop will, and has, split into several sub-genres. We've seen boom bap, g-funk, backpack, true-school, conscious, southern, trap, crunk, and now whatever this newest stuff is called.

I personally like hip hop to have banging boom bap-ish, soulful beats with substantive, conscious lyrics sprinkled in with battle ready bars (I have The UN's U N Or U Out bumping in the background as I write this). But I recognize that's not what everyone wants to hear. At the same time, fellow heads and casual rap fans who often complain about the current state of rap music have to put their money where their mouths are and buy and support what they deem to be real hip hop. I'm tired of seeing 35 year olds buying Drake and Future albums so they don't look old and out of touch, and then turning around and saying "Whatever happened to all the real hip-hop? These cats wouldn't be allowed to exist if 2Pac was still alive!"

As far as these new mumble rappers not paying respect to those who came before them, it's annoying and bothersome that there's a disconnect between rappers who are popping now and the aging class of rappers who paved the way for them and made it possible for these kids to live off their "craft". But let's be honest, most people don't idolize those who came 20 or 30 years before them. Mostpeople look at whatever was being made during their coming of age as the standard. There's no way I will convince my parents' generation that 90s R&B could hang with, or be better than, what was being made in the Motown/Chess records era. Nor do I need to. Every generation has their idols. I grew up on Wu Tang Clan, A Tribe Called Quest, Fugees, De La, Mobb Deep, Snoop, The Roots, Black Star, etc., and while I have a respectfor who and what came before them, I don't own a single album by Whodini, Just-Ice, or the Ultramagnetic MCs (with the exception of a few singles from a golden -era rap compilation CD). I did my research and due diligence on the Slick Ricks, Kool G Raps, and KRS-Ones and even copped most of their discographies, but some cats I just never got around to. I'm saying that to say these mumble rappers shouldn't have to know every Nas verse or list Biggie and 2Pac in their top 5 dead or alive. Cause they didn't grow up on them. Something could be said for the lack of respect shown to the greats, but that's a topic for another day.

In the meantime, let these kids rock out. Let them live. Let them grow. Let them mature. Cause one day, they'll be us.

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