G. Rap is a master lyricist. He's like the Edgar Allen Poe of hip hop. The complexity and ability to use violent imagery is far superior to any MC then and now. As far as the fake bodies piled up, that is the only kind of bodies that should be piled up. This is art. It's poetic language. It's not real. Pac's problem was that he got dillusional with his. That's actually kind of ignorant. Rap should stay an art form and a way of life, not an avenue for immature people to act out ScarfaceCaponeGotti fantasies. Look where it got Pac. G. Rapp is one of the few veterans that still put out hot ish today. Listen to the Roots of Evil, his last CD. Check out Thug love story pt.I II III. Talk about telling a story. It's incredible. Personally I've never heard Pac come that tight. But to each his own. I think a lot of Pac cheerleaders are caught up in all that fantasy stuff he talked about in his records. That stuff should stay on the records. Don't live it. Live life. G. Rap is the Bomb.
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