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Thanks, Geddy

method man has made the transition to movies as well. who didn't love his work in high times with redman

Quote:NWA was the fucking Beatles of rap.

I guess that would make Public Enemy the Rolling Stones. The Stones were much better anyway.

Look at all you hip gangsta wanna-be wiggers :bouncer:

Quote:but Ice Cube has made the move from music to the big screen playing many uppity militant black roles

I think the most successful transition from rapper to movies were Ice T and LL Cool J. The play the roles that aren't your typical "gangsta" guy. I thought LL was fuckin hysterical in that shark movie as the religious chef and I remember Ice T playing a couple of really good cop roles.

I'm a wanna be gangsta

I have to agree with Galt, NWA started the whole gangsta rap genre, but I happen to dig some of the De La Soul, Tribe Called Quest, Jungle Brothers, Native Tongue type stuff. The political Public Enemy and KRS-One shit is very much the backbone of old school as well.

NBK? Best Cube song ever???

No fucking way. Today was a Good Day has to be his best solo effort. In fact, that whole Predator album was amazing. Inspired by Rodney King, and the riots, it was his most emotional and politically charged album. Wicked and Now I'm Gonna Wetcha were very hard rock/rap songs which preceded Rage Against the Macine and penultimate rock/rap compilation album: Judgement Night Soundtrack.

It was Predator where he made his leap from gang-banging booty-bitch pimp on Death Certificate (Givin up the Nappy Dugout) to more political activism and serious work he is doing today.

Quote:Look at all you hip gangsta wanna-be wiggers

What song is that from?

I said OH NO there's been a mistake, honey my name is Slick Rick not Frosted Flake.

Lyric gems.

Fuck it, two tears in a bucket, niggaz want the ruckus
Bustin at me bruh, now bust it
Styles, I gets buckwild
Method Man on some shit, pullin niggaz files
I'm sick, insane, crazy, Drivin Miss Daisy
Out her fuckin mind now I got mine I'm Swayze


BTW, does anyone else agree that all female rappers SUUUUCK?

NWA was well before PE.

And if you want to talk rappers to movies. Name a better rapper in a role than Ice Cube in Boyz n the Hood? No one comes close. He was real good in Higher Learning and Three Kings too.

Tupac was actually a real good actor (in some bad movies, but he could act). Above the Rim was his shining moment.

Though, if you are counting Will Smith as an rapper, the argument stops there. Six Degrees of Separation, and that Fresh Prince episode where Carlton almost dies when he sneaks some of Will's speed. Just touching touching moments right there.



Edited By Galt on April 11 2002 at 12:43

Quote:What song is that from?

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Quote:Free Will
RUSH - Lyrics by Neil Peart "Permanent Waves" Copyright 1980 Mercury/Polygram

There are those who think that life has nothing left to chance,
A host of holy horrors to direct our aimless dance.

A planet of playthings,
We dance on the strings
Of powers we cannot perceive
"The stars aren't aligned -
Or the gods are malign"
Blame is better to give than receive.

You can choose a ready guide in some celestial voice.
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.
You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill;
I will choose a path that's clear-
I will choose Free Will.

There are those who think that they were dealt a losing hand,
The cards were stacked against them - they weren't born in Lotus-Land.

All preordained-
A prisoner in chains-
A victim of venomous fate.
Kicked in the face,
You can't pray for a place
In Heaven's unearthly estate.

You can choose a ready guide in some celestial voice.
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.
You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill;
I will choose a path that's clear-
I will choose Free Will.

Each of us-
A cell of awareness-
Imperfect and incomplete.
Genetic blends
With uncertain ends
On a fortune hunt that's far too fleet.

What's the matter, Kid...did you run out of original thoughts.....you know...the ones you accused me of not having?

M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
Here I am, here I am, the Method Man

brilliant.

no you dumb fucking cunt, I was posting the lyrics to clarify my earlier post. is it hard for you to remember to breathe sometimes? or do you breathe through that nasty thing on your face?

Ænema - Some say the end is near. Some say we'll see armageddon soon. I certainly hope we will. I sure could use a vacation from this bullshit three ring circus sideshow of Freaks here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA The only way to fix it is to flush it all away. Any fucking time. Any fucking day. Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay. Fret for your figure and Fret for your latte and Fret for your hairpiece and Fret for your lawsuit and Fret for your prozac and Fret for your pilot and Fret for your contract and Fret for your car. It's a bullshit three ring circus sideshow of freaks here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA The only way to fix it is to flush it all away. Any fucking time. Any fucking day. Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay. Some say a comet will fall from the sky. Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves. Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still. Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits. Some say the end is near. Some say we'll see armageddon soon. I certainly hope we will cuz I sure could use a vacation from this Silly shit, stupid shit... One great big festering neon distraction, I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied. Learn to swim. Mom's gonna fix it all soon. Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to be. Learn to swim. Fuck L Ron Hubbard and Fuck all his clones. Fuck all those gun-toting Hip gangster wannabes. Learn to swim. Fuck retro anything. Fuck your tattoos. Fuck all you junkies and Fuck your short memory. Learn to swim. Fuck smiley glad-hands With hidden agendas. Fuck these dysfunctional, Insecure actresses. Learn to swim. Cuz I'm praying for rain and I'm praying for tidal waves I wanna see the ground give way. I wanna watch it all go down. Mom please flush it all away. I wanna watch it go right in and down. I wanna watch it go right in. Watch you flush it all away. Time to bring it down again. Don't just call me pessimist. Try and read between the lines. I can't imagine why you wouldn't Welcome any change, my friend. I wanna see it all come down. suck it down. flush it down.

I thought The Real Roxanne was superior to Roxanne's Revenge.

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my head

I too love Tribe Called Quest and De la Soul. I'm not really into the gangsta rap shit. I like my rhymes to have more of a lighthearted flow to them.

I also feel the rhymes in the Jungle Brothers music. Quality stuff.

How can you forget the Beasties? Especially the stuff they did with Q-Tip?