I have to admit that I never understood the fascination most rap fans seem to have with Lil’ Wayne. Yeah, he was what’s next back in 2006 but that seems like an eternity ago. The dude’s rhymes never became more compelling to me than simple contemporary pop drivel. Lil’ Wayne isn’t spitting timeless lines or transcendent concepts. I hope he doesn’t name another record Carter. This record gets the same rating I gave Watch The Throne, but at least I’m still playing songs off WTT.
I gave WTT a 2.5 because the two(2) artists who made that album could have done better, not so much for the Carter4. I will rate this album 2.5/5 because this is the best that Lil’ Wayne can do for rap. I’d rather hear Wayne on a rock album at this point. I mean, when the two best songs on YOUR own album don’t have you on the tracks I’d say that it’s a wrap for Wayne’s rap career.
Special guests Sean Price and Dee-1 on the show. I’m taking a hiatus from the Combat Jack Show while I work on making my dreams come true. The Combat Jack Show is still that ish and you should stay logged on.
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
Yes, it’s that time of the year again – Cuffing Season.
The time between Labor Day and Columbus Day are what as known as the Cuffing Season aka the Jumpoff Season playoffs. Young men and women will make their selections for winter weather companionship. Let’s see who can take it all the way to Valentine’s Day 2012.
Please enjoy this Cuffing Season 2011 soundtrack brought to you by ErRo and Phontigallo – ‘Picture Perfect’
Peace to CtotheJL, Mayor, AllDay ATF, Bonsu Thompson, Timeless Truth, Lessondary crew Che Grand and Donwill, Alvin Blanco, NY Delight, Drewpreme, The Internets Celebrities Rafi Kam and Casimir Nozkowski, Its The Real twins Jeff and Eric, Ed Woods and 88 Keys. #NEWMANATI
