This heatrock is off Maffew Ragazino’s debut album ‘Rhyme Pays’ and is featuring everybody’s favorite Albanian, Action Bronson…
I asked Maffew to send me a transcription of the song’s lyrics because after my first listen I immediately detected the technical skill which he displayed thru out this track. Maffew’s verses are littered with polysyllabic words which makes completing the bars and rhymes that much more difficult.
Maffew Ragazino skills the track tho’. He is something like Larry Bird on the basketball court, dissecting his opponents with his rhyme verse. Action meanwhile, is more like Jordan with all his haughty swagger. Take a look at their lyrics…
Maffew: The face of the brown noser reeks with a foul odor
Rat poison on your tongue if your mouths’ motor, no Balboa
Crown holder in Calcutta and Serbia Persian murderers, schizophrenia, disturbia
Douse niggas in Bourbon, set ’em ablaze
If I ain’t on the cover, fuck a write up on the ninety-eigth page
Rhyme Pays more than Phillip Morris
Heir to the throne, it’s set in stone, rigamortis
Action: I want the type of shit you see in the movies
Two big bad bitches blowing me in jacuzzis ’til my dickie is soft
Dutch Master with the 50 of cough, won’t stop ’til I shit in a loft
I been shifting the sport, going to court, smelling a drug, lie like a rug,
Fly like a dove, to the highest above
Choose my weapon wisely, nine or the snub
Double headed eagle emblem and no smile on my mug
Maffew: 200 for the foams, put the same price on your bones
Step in the red zone, they bringing your head home
I bring the turkey bacon and bread home, my ol’ lady do the dishes
City on my back, Lithuanian weight lifter
Wolf in sheep cloth, chameleon shape shifter
Arctic Monkeys and apes nigga
Gorillas in the concrete jungle, tree branch bundles
Zanax tabs and coconut truffles
Action: You get laced up just like my bitches drawers
I’m smoking on the sickamore
I’m looking like a grizzly so these motherfuckers hit the floor
And play dead, but that don’t work because I’m smarter
And plus you see the jacket, NY Knickerbocker starter
Dutch guts, you see ’em flying out the window of the whip
‘Cuz I’m smoking while I’m driving and the pigs ain’t doing shit
Meanwhile I’m getting topped from bitch with the piercing on her lip
And piercing on her tit and piercing on her clit
Maffew: Birdseye view, gooseneck and she’s spread eagle
Hotel Rwanda, 40 dollar stay, blacker than Don Cheadle Daredevil, Evil Kneivel Empire State with no parachute, took a leap of faith
I’m off the roof when I’m off the juice
Fuck a truce, I got the juice, nigga your Posdnous
I’d rather plug two like Trugoy
True Blues and cargo shorts made of corduroy
Action: Lay my nuts right on your face, how do they taste? I haven’t showered
smoking on the flower, leather jacket, Eddie Bauer
Stuffing up some chicken, let it roast about an hour
take it out and carve it up, I’m on the west wing of the tower
From the land of Flushing, ducks hang in the window
cruising ’round for hours blowing smoke right out the rental
Flow is presidential, hoes are on the pencil
never sketchy with my picture, giving gills, call me Kendall
I am batshit crazy for the Air Jordan Retro 6 in the colorway called the ‘Detroit Pistons’.
The 6 was the shoe he wore to his first ever championship. The Detroit Pistons were Jordan’s greatest nemesis back then even more than my Knicks. When Jordan and the Bulls finally broke thru Detroit’s hold on the Eastern Conference it was a new era in basketball.
The Piston’s 6 has suede and patined leather on the upper with royal blue and varsity red accents thruout.
I couldn’t figure out why I was so attracted to this show until my boy Kenny sent me this pic. Now it all makes sense.
The forecast predicted rain in the afternoon but the weatherman didn’t even know that the reign would not fall as long as thousands of Hip-Hop fans came out to show their support.
The god MC Rakim would grace NYC with a free performance at the Rumsey Playfield SummerStage and bring out some of his friends to rock the stage along with the greatest rapper of all time.
Rakim is a lyrical scientist who crafts verses filled with double entendre and polysyllabic words. I will never forget how Thundercracker used to transcribe Rakim verses and just marvel at the wordplay which made him open a dictionary to achieve full comprehension.
Rakim paced the stage from left to right making sure everyone saw the visage of your favorite rapper’s favorite rapper. This was his triumphant moment in the heart of New York City.
The congregation raised their hands in salutes and tributes to what ended up being a perfect sunshower afternoon filled with Hip-Hop.
The fun doesn’t stop over here at dP.com because I have a free FLuD watch for the first person who can name all the dudes in these pics with me.