Has any poetry in hip hop ever caught your interest?

only bladee

Nasty Nas in your area

>>8931914
>Illogic
>Aesop Rock
>Deltron 3030
>DOOM
>Busdriver
yes

'''Method Man and Raekwon:'''
Yeah, torture motherfucker what? (Torture nigga what?) What?
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' tie you to a fuckin' bedpost with your ass cheeks spread out and shit, right
Put a hanger on a fuckin' stove and let that shit sit there for like a half hour, take it off, and stick it in your ass slow-like
(Yeah, I'll fuckin', yeah I'll fuckin' lay your nuts on a fuckin dresser
Just your nuts layin' on a fuckin dresser and bang them shits with a spiked fuckin' bat)
Ooh (What's up? Bloaw)
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' pull your fuckin' tongue out your fuckin' mouth and stab the shit with a rusty screwdriver, bloaw
(I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick off a fuckin' twelve story building out this motherfucker
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' sew your asshole closed, and keep feedin' you, and feedin' you, and feedin' you, and feedin' you

'''GZA:'''
Yo, roll the dice, yo roll the dice
Yo, so it's going down like that, huh? Yeah?
Niggas is wilin', check it out kid

'''Method Man:'''
From the slums of Shaolin, Wu-Tang Clan strikes again
The RZA, the GZA, Ol Dirty Bastard, Inspectah Deck
Raekwon the Chef, U-God, Ghostface Killah, and the Method Man

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

Hey, you, get off my cloud
You don't know me and you don't know my style
Who be gettin' flam when they come to a jam?
Here I am, here I am, the Method Man
Patty cake, patty cake, hey the method man
Don't eat Skippy, Jif, or Peter Pan
Peanut butter 'cause I'm not butter
In fact, I snap back like a rubber
Band, I be Sam, Sam I am
And I don't eat green eggs and ham
Style will hit ya, wham, then goddamn
You be like, "Oh shit, that's the jam"
Turn it up, now hear me get buckwild
I'm about to blow, light me up
Upside, downside, inside, and outside
Hittin' you from every angle, there's no doubt
I am, the one and only Method Man
The master of the plan, wrappin shit like Saran
Wrap, with some of this and some of that
Hold up, what? I tawt I taw I putty tat
Over there, but I think he best to beware
Of the diggy dog shit right here
Yippy, yippy, yay, yippy, yah, yippy, yo
Like Deck said this ain't your average flow
Comin like rah ooh ah achie kah
Tell me how ya like it so far baby paw
The poetry's in motion coast to coast and
Rub it on your skin like lotion
What's the commotion? Oh my lord
Another corn chopped by the Wu-Tang sword
Hey, hey, hey like Fat Albert
It's the Method Man, ain't no if ands about it
It's the Method

Alright y'all, get ya White Owls, get ya meth, get ya skins
Don't forget your forty and we gonna do it like this

>>8931944
I got fat bags of skunk, I got White Owl blunts
And I'm about to go get lifted, yes I'm about to go get lifted
I got myself a forty, I got myself a shorty
And I'm about to go and stick it, yes I'm about to go and stick it, uh

H-U-F-F, huff and I puff
Blow like snow when the cold wind's blowin'
Zoom, I hit the mic like boom
Wrote a song about it like to hear it, here it goes
Question, what exactly is a panty raider?
Ill behavior, savior, or major flavor?
All of the above, oh yeah plus seducer
Also flam, I'm the man, call me super
Not an average Joe with an average flow
Doing average things with average hoes
Yo, I'm super, I'll make a bitch squirm
For my super sperm, check it
Check it, I give it to ya raw butt-naked
I smell sess, pass the method
Let's get lifted as I kick ballistics
Missles and shoot game like a pistol
Clip is loaded, when I click bang, dang
A Wu-Tang slug hits your brain
J-U-M-P, jump and I thump
Make girls rumps like pump and Humpty Hump
Wow, the Shaolin style is all in me
Child, the whole damn isle is callin' me
P-A-N-T-Y-R-A-I
D-E-R, mad raw, I don't cry
Meaning no one can burn or toss and turn me
Ooh, I be the super sperm
Chim chimmeny, chim chim cherie
Freak a flow and flow fancy free
Now how many licks does it take
For me to hit the Tootsie Roll center of a break?
Peep and don't sleep the crews mad deep Wu-Tang
Fadin' motherfuckers like bleach
So to each and every crew
You're clear like glass, I can see right through
You're whole damn posse be catchin' 'em all 'cause you vic'd
And ya didn't have friends to begin with

I'm the 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

'''RZA and Ghostface Killah:'''
Straight from the slums of Shaolin
Wu-Tang Killa Beez on a swarm
(Your soul have just been taken through the thirty-six chambers of death, kid)

'''Method Man:'''
Word to mother, Method Man signing off, peace

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>>8931942

DOOM is the only talented lyricist in that list.

His new track is great too. Give it a listen, /lit/.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ba62DgZFNpI

Come on, sicka than yo average
Poppa twist cabbage off instinct
niggas don't think shit stink
pink gators, my detroit players,
etc.

God damn he had such flow.

>>8931942
*barf*

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May as well what I was going to before.

Clouddead - Apt A (1) has some beautiful lines.

The key and the gate it's a leanworld
Heavenly Kingdom with a lean girl
The key and the gate it's a leanworld
Heavenly Kingdom with a lean girl
I see her

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The Beastie Boys, I think, were great lyricists.

>>8931942
Really bad taste anon

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9iPRsy0hzck

>>8931942
Aesop Rock is good sometimes, but its usually in the context of something else. Like the uncluded song has great lyrics by him, but Kimya's feel a little weak sometimes
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uHYhzg8QWbI

Busdriver is a great rapper, but not impressive on lyrics alone.

>>8931914
Stefan Burnett is p great (see: notm in general)

>>8931978
doom just pieces together couplets that he's written

don't fall for the meme people, he's a lazy alcoholic coasting off of a 17 y/o record

>>8931914
No, hip hop doesn't even touch the depth of real poetry

Only a nascent trying to harness huge fire
Out on the beach in the darkness starting bonfire
So gorgeous, a man might cry
Burning trees in the basement start a cool fire
Feel my heartbeat racing, baby you're on fire
So gorgeous, a man might cry

Back in Paris you told me you were suicidal
It's not a vacation if I lose you to the Eiffel
You're gorgeous but you can't fly
A hidden admirer sent me roses white as fire
We took our handfuls it was war, flower fighter

Wildfire


I always thought this would work great as a stand-alone poem.

>>8932015
Great taste, anon.

>>8932027
Terrible taste, anon.

Oh for sure. The right lyricist can often be miles better than any modern poetry. Compare Kendrick Lamar's lyrics to the Milk and Honey and Lemon stuff people have been posting around here, for example.

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>>8931914
>Has any poetry in hip hop ever caught your interest?
DOOM is the only one with serious artistic merit.

I'm also a fan of the work of viper

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=56nNnZiPVSI

When people start comparing rap, a pseudo-improvisational attempt to keep up with a simple 4/4 beat and impress the audience by bragging about their lives, to poetry, like capital P Poetry, I have to question whether they've actually read poetry on a serious level.

Like, could Coates read Yeats's "He wishes for the Cloths of Heaven" and pick up on how Yeats deliberately contrasts his first quatrain's dactylic beat with the second quatrain's anapestic metre to emphasise his narrator's bitter humility and better contradict his fantasies? Does he understand the sheer amount of effort, skill, and intelligence it takes to consciously manipulate the rhythm not of a sentence or a phrase, but of the very way each and every syllable itself is pronounced and arranged in order to represent a complex and emotional idea? To do this while maintaining a coherent grammatical and original rhyming structure AND while delivering a series of stunning images that range from religious ecstasy to poverty and psychological turmoil? To then subtly contradict this established structure in order to draw attention to yet another complex idea?

This isn't just a spread of internal rhymes, puns, and catchy slang; this is a man loading no more than eight lines with as much content as the English language allows.

Illmatic is a good album. Nas is a talented rapper. But to say that a 16 year-old kid from the projects operates at the level of a Nobel Prize-winning poet is absolute horseshit. No he fucking does not; he wrote his lyrics according to some DJ Premier beat and his own public image. You want to judge his writing as poetry? You want to look at his words when they're neutered from the music and live audience they were written to accompany? Okay, let's look. There is no coherent metre, let alone any conscious metrical technique. His rhyme scheme is all over the fucking place, and a lot of phrases were awkwardly forced in just to hit those incredibly simple end rhymes. The narrative is sloppy and its images are repetitive; he abandons ideas halfway through simply to survive until the next line. He brags about himself constantly and fills his story with non sequiturs that serve no purpose other than to highlight his knowledge of street slang and demonstrate how violent his life is.

As poetry, it's kind of trash. It's not very creative. It's definitely not skillful. It should be performed over music and never ever separated from it.

>>8933295
>poetry is all about form.

Ok bud.

>>8931918

underrated

glad someone else on /lit/ recognizes bladee's poetic lyrics