Roadmanbarty's Top 20 Drills

luka

Well-known member
Ahh! y'all niggaz finally came back with the beers!
We're the Alkaholiks in the house!
Slow ass niggaz!
Hey let's pass out some of this brew James
Better have some forties and tall cans and shit
James let's pass some of this brew out, check it out, yo
One for you, one for you
One for you, one for you
A few for your crew, and this one's for you
One for you, but this here is my brew
It's the beer drinkin', breath stinkin' sniffin' money
I throw my hands up and say, "It's good" like Gene Tunny
Come here pull my finger, so I can let the funk flow
E-Swift the funk bro, beats to make the trunk roll
Welcome to the house the one-times can't raid
Where I grab the mic trippin' like my weed was sprayed
So to try to take what's mine you better be the smoothest criminality
'Cause I'm deadly to the point I had to warn the Surgeon General
So let the women know, they call Captain Slave-a-Hoe
Or J to the Ro, from Tha Likwit crew beer roll
And speakin' of crews, yo whose next to lose
Instead of five mics, I'd rather have five brews
And if y'all niggaz peeped the news you saw the weatherman predictin'
The rain was on the way because you know who brings Tha Likwit
The nigga risked it, rap exquisite down for housing
'Cause I'm tryin' to keep it pumpin' til the year two thousand
And fourteen, we'll still be holdin' down the scene
Comin' fresh every time like peas from Jolly Green
Every time we rock a show we send the crowd to detoxes
Tha Liks bring the flicks that kicks like six oxes
And I be rockin' niggaz boxers like I'm DJ "Run"
So men and women rush my music like it's CK One
So of course I got it locked even my whackest two bitches
Look flyer than the hyenas and the low-rider bitches
And we left you all in stitches now we back like early morn
We comin' back out on that shit like creamed corn
With that Likwit funk, won't stop until you say uhh
I save a brew for you, fool, only when I'm drunk
So what you sayin' punk, even with a shipment of equipment
You still couldn't rock it 'cause you don't be comin' different
So that bruisin' you was cruisin' for has just arrived
With the Olde English crack just to make it live
One for you, one for you
One for you, one for you
A few for your crew, and this one's for you
Damn we runnin' out of brew
Now what we gonna do?
Three drunk motherfuckers goin' round the outside
Round the outside, round the outside
Three drunk motherfuckers goin' round the outside
(So dosey do your partner!)
Can you feel it? Yeah
If you didn't have it would you steal it? Hell yeah
Well it's yours!
My rap skills are black like burnt hills
On the reals, I make the coldest nigga catch the chills
Like the Buffalo Bills, you had your chances (that's right)
Pack your pots and pans, and fly your ass back to Kansas
I should Diss You, whack rhymes are the issue
I come up with hooks that'll pull out your tissue
Like Tito, white kids think I'm neato
I chop emcees up and throw em in my burrito
What? Never interrupt me when I'm speakin'
Just sit your ass down and say, "We all" like a Deacon
Fuck the trendy clothes I want the bankrolls
Your style is funny like hoes with big butts and skinny ankles
And havin' shoes or where their coats is, right under our noses
'Cause Tash brings the chronic, so fuck a dozen roses
Talk they feet out sweep em from the second that I peep em
'Cause the women look so good I want to take em home and keep em
Freak em, but only with my Jimmy well protected
'Cause I know you want it raw but I can't give it to ya naked
So chill for a second while I wreck it on the Audi
'Cause I kick that kinda shit that leaves y'all bitches brains cloudy
Now we, come to the payoff because I'm way off
I fuck parties up like Ferris Bueller on his Day Off
So peep how I creep and how deep I dive
With the Olde English crack just to make it live
One for you, one for you
One for you, one for you
A few for your crew, and this one's for you
Damn we out of fuckin brew
Then fuck it, then we through
Three drunk motherfuckers goin' round the outside
Round the outside, round the outside
Three drunk motherfuckers goin' round the outside
Once again
Three drunk motherfuckers goin' round the outside
Round the outside, round the outside
Three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside
And we gonna fuck it up, motherfuckers
Yeah that's right, go keep all your hoes motherfuckers
It's 1996, Likwit crew, Alkaholiks, King Tee
Xzibit, Phil Da Agony, Defari
Uhh, A-K-A the Forty Downers
What y'all know about this?
West coast hip-hop at it's motherfuckin' finest
(Uhh, Phil Da Ag in the house)
Forty To Da Head in the house
(X to the Z in the house)
E-Swift on the beat
(And Barber Shop in the house)
Need I say more?
(West coast, East coast)
Hell no!
(All over the world, and we out)
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
Probably if I could be bothered I could compare the booze references in Illmatic vs the booze references in It Was Written and write a very thought provoking blog.
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
Does take me back to the days when beers had glamour to them. The teenage years, when it was either illegal or barely legal to buy beer.

I certainly was determined to make drinking Stella Artois part of my personal brand.
 

luka

Well-known member
its a significant turn that, you go from, Be havin' dreams that I'm a gangsta, drinkin' Moëts, holdin' TEC's
to a whole album actually pretending he is one
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
This perpetually rising ceiling of ultimate wealth in rap music

Now even lear jets and coupes and so on aren't seen as wealthy enough. You need a basquiat painting. A minimalist brutalist mansion. Invites to the contemporary art expo.
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
"Trinidadian-born rapper Theophilus London spoke to Elle about Yeezy’s maniacal beverage ordering: “I’ve seen Kanye order three drinks because they didn’t make it properly. He’ll say, ‘I want the piña colada on this end and I want the red drink on top. And I don’t want it mixed.’”"
 

catalog

Well-known member
the americans talk about beer but no english do. certainly no mentions of polish lager despite it being a fixture for several years. weird. don't think i've ever heard someone say tyskie or lech in a song. maybe some mockney has i dunno.
 

luka

Well-known member
No that's the thing about premier his work is very large and complex but they imitate you know my steeZ and that's it chopped samples
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
I was thinking about that chopping thing listening to the beatnuts - you notice how choppy their samples get with stuff like "watch out now", "prendelo" etc.

Not sure if it's a reaction to more stringent sampling laws or a moving with the times thing. More and more space in beats, leading up to Chronic 2001s blocky spaciousness.
 

luka

Well-known member
Premier at his best is hard to earn, the two jeru albums, and group home none of which are the kind of thing people imitate. What they imitate is you know my steez and things like commons sixth sense
 

luka

Well-known member
It's interesting to put hard to earn on next to uk drill cos you will realise how little space, how little 3D space modern music has in comparison. It's all very pinched and flat
 
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