I figure it’s time to tell you some things about myself. To reveal some of what makes me click & part of the music that keeps me going. You might presuppose that, as a blogger, I walk around in a haze with earmuff headphones, unlaced Timbs & reading back issues of Scratch magazine. That I stay on messageboards, debating the Gza’s varying rhyme schemes used on Liquid Swords.

Noncipher.

Most days, when I get tired of the iPod in the car, I play the one CD that generally stays in the deck.

Bad Azz

The other day, “Movies” popped up in the rotation & one of the most ingenious, humorous lines to ever be said to a beat popped up.

“If you ain’t neva live that life then don’ rap bitch (don’t rap bitch)
If you ain’t neva live that street you need a map bitch and a cold cut sandwhich
I’ma tell ya I don’t feel that nigga
He only show up once a year ol McRib ass nigga…”

It wasn’t the McRib line that caught my ear because I know that’s been discussed. It was the emphasis placed on “cold cut sandwich” & what the fuck a map and this sandwich had to do with surviving while finding your non-rapping way in the streets.

And while I often find myself explaining the brilliance of Boosie’s music to nonbelievers (*cough* TC *cough*), it’s not necessarily describable. The timing he uses with his voice & different inflections. It’s the emotion that he puts into his verses. The constant touring, hittin’ the chitlin circuit in every corner town of states below the Mason-Dixon, endearing himself to them even more as they root for an underdog.

They “burnin’ his CDs, burnin’ his CDs” and spreading the word.

Lil Boosie – Movies

Previously Posted — “My Struggle” | Ticketmaster Tapes Presents Lil Boosie – Product Of My Environment