Rick Ross's "Hustlin"

"We never steal cars, but we deal hard
Whip it real hard whip it whip it real hard
I caught a charge, I caught a charge
Whip it real hard, whip it whip it real hard"

Clearly Rick Ross has been a victim of racial profiling. All he does is deal, he never did anything as felonious as stealing cars. Despite this fact, the police STILL throw charges at him. Is this an example of drug dealers getting their due comeuppance, or the policemen discriminating against a black man trying to make a living? Rick Ross begs us to ask this question of our society today.



Yung Joc's "It's Goin Down"

"Time to set it off let these n*ggas know
Have ya every seen a chevy wit the butterfly doors?
I ride real slow no need to speed
Gotta make sure ya see the buckets on my feet
Feds on my trail but they don't think i know
I keep my hands clean cuz I never touch dope
Every time I see 'em look 'em in they eye
Ask 'em how I know its me suprise!
Put it in the air rep where ya stay
Take a step back blow the kush in they face
Stuntin is a habit let 'em see the karats
I'ma make it rain n*gga I ain't scared to share it"

This is a heartfelt analysis of the modern-day young black man addicted to materialistic extravagance and victimized by the racist government as a direct result of his obvious signs of wealth. Mr. Joc makes it very clear that he has never aided or abetted any drug dealers, yet the federal government insists that he must be, because how else could a young black man afford such possessions as the Chevrolet with the butterfly doors, or even the buckets on his feet? An in-depth analysis of the final couplet of the verse shows an inner sadness to Mr. Joc that the casual listener may not catch. He refers to stunting as "a habit", which immediately brings to mind a comparison between extravagant spending and drug addiction. Then, the use of the word "rain" in the final line brings to mind the image of falling water-- perhaps tears rolling from the cheek of Yung Joc, upset that he must hide his inner anguish behind the "cubes on his neck" and the "black beamer coupes"?



Feel free to add on to the list of these modern-day Fight the Powers with lyrics and in-depth analysis.

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don't forget ridin dirty

>I'ma make it rain n*gga I ain't scared to share it"


Doesn't "make it rain" mean that he just can throw around alot of money?

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On the surface, it seems like another bit of harmless braggadocio, but the use of the word "rain" is very deliberate, and paints the picture of a man who hides his anguish with extravagance, causing him to feel hollow inside, like a bird's bone.

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>Then, the use of the word "rain" in the final line brings to
>mind the image of falling water-- perhaps tears rolling from
>the cheek of Yung Joc, upset that he must hide his inner
>anguish behind the "cubes on his neck" and the "black beamer
>coupes"?

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From the first moments of this scathing commentary on society in America, Ghostface holds nothing back:

"Yo, Oh, Yo Rae... I can't feel my face
My heart pounding and shit (audible heart)
Paranoid as a motherfucker right now, who the fuck?
Close the blinds and shit! Who that? Captain Kirk?
The stark...enterprise, enterprise I was on and some shit?
..I need some pussy though I'm ready for a catwoman or
something f-fuck it, lets go!"

To the casual rap fan, this opening sequence may seem like a simple coked up Ghostface talking nonsense to fellow rapper Raekwon, but there is much more. He refers to his heart pounding and feeling paranoia, which is in reference to the police and federal agents looking to put Ghostface and his associates in jail. The government leaves Ghostface Killah no oppertunity to be succesful and persue his American Dream besides selling cocaine. Here enlies the tradgedy of it all. Ghostface is left with no options but to persue his dream in an illegal way.

Shame America. Shame.

"Some say a drug dealers destiny is reachin the ki'
I'd rather be the man behind the door, supplying the streets
A hundred birds go out, looking like textbooks
when they wrapped and stuffed
four days later straight cash, two million bucks
strictly powder, no cut
your coke is vialed in, whats up?
Y'all beefin over little shit, we sniff, the balance split up"


In this section of his second verse, Ghost conjures up images of textbooks to describe the kilos on cocaine that he is selling. He uses textbooks to show how the inner city schools are underfunded, and the kilos of cocaine become the textbooks to these young people looking at a futre with no options.


Overall, we should be ashamed as a nation that Ghostface Killah has to make a song like Kilo. We need to take a look at ourselves as a nation and realize that WE are pushing the youth towards cocaine dealing. I personally thank you, Ghostface Killah, for making me realize the weight of our actions.

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>for making me realize the weight of our
>actions.

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Our policies and laws in America only have the weight of 1000 grams, or, a Kilo.

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"he can rhyme. his music softer than muppet titties, though." IkeMoses on Drake as a credible lyricist.


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but I'm over here laughing my ass off! Oh the discoveries you'll make once you realize that rappers are in fact purposeful activists!!!

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>This is a heartfelt analysis of the modern-day young black man
>addicted to materialistic extravagance and victimized by the
>racist government as a direct result of his obvious signs of
>wealth. Mr. Joc makes it very clear that he has never aided or
>abetted any drug dealers, yet the federal government insists
>that he must be, because how else could a young black man
>afford such possessions as the Chevrolet with the butterfly
>doors, or even the buckets on his feet? An in-depth analysis
>of the final couplet of the verse shows an inner sadness to
>Mr. Joc that the casual listener may not catch. He refers to
>stunting as "a habit", which immediately brings to mind a
>comparison between extravagant spending and drug addiction.
>Then, the use of the word "rain" in the final line brings to
>mind the image of falling water-- perhaps tears rolling from
>the cheek of Yung Joc, upset that he must hide his inner
>anguish behind the "cubes on his neck" and the "black beamer
>coupes"?

~~~Tron~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

R.I.P. - Jay Dee/J Dilla

Your mind is gone, your brain is blazed
you’ve been wide awake for the last 3 days
poppin’ pills, it goes down for real
don’t stop, just keep rollin’ downhill.
Crash and burn can’t stand fall back
you doin’ too much you can’t handle all that.
Man it’s been way too long
time to let the whole world play your songs.
Like me, my shit gets around
Leave the country, come back, and hit the Town.
I’m in Miami, New York, and ATL,
Houston and LA ask Dave Chappelle.
But I’m rich bitch, you got it from me,
and made 50 million dollars, I’m proud of you D.
But I’m crazy, you don’t wanna be like me
I come from east Oakland where the youngstas get Hyphy.
Blow it.

Blow the whistle (3X)

same flow, same subject matter, just switched it up for the times. do i really need to break it down for yall? BEEEITCH

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THIS shit is funny

I'll be discussing the second verse, but before I start lets analyze the song title "Can't nobody hold me down"...
This is clearly a message to anyone trying to hold them down, and that without being too complex. And they do all of this on the classic backdrop once used by Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five.
The chorus & bridge are a vicious attacks and statements:

(lyrics taken from ohhla.com)
"Don't push me, 'cause I'm close to the edge
we're trying not to lose our heads"

&

Can't nobody take my pride
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Can't nobody hold me down... ohh no
I got to keep on movin

See how puff is co-signing a passionate Ma$e.


Now the second verse by Mase:
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Broken glass everywhere *glass shatters*
if it ain't about the money, Puff, I just don't care (that's right)
I'm that Goodfella fly guy, sometimes wiseguys
Spend time in H-A-W-A-I-I
(Mase can you please stop smoking lah lah?)
Puff why try? I'm a thug, I'ma die high
I be out in Jersey, puffin Hershey
Brothers ain't worthy to rock my derby
Though I'm never drugged, I'm the venom in the club, G
Though I know the thug be wantin to slug me (uh-huh)
Could it be I move as smoove as Bugsy? (yeah)
Or be at the bar with too much bubbly? (c'mon)
Yo I think it must be the girls want to lust me
Or is it simply the girls just love me
Brothers wanna: rock the Rolls, rock my clothes
Rock my ice, pull out Glocks, stop my life (uhh)
I'm like, "Damn, how these niggaz got they trust?
Used to be my man, how you gonna plot on my wife?"
Do you think you snake me, cause they hate me?
Or he got his Ph.D; Player Hater's Degree?
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First line already he lets us know he's serious by using the famous opening line from "The Message"

then he says

"if it ain't about the money, Puff, I just don't care (that's right)
I'm that Goodfella fly guy, sometimes wiseguys
Spend time in H-A-W-A-I-I"

Hawai is to rappers what Cuba is to activist on the run from the government...
Mase wants to escape the hellhole he's in.
That's also why he won't stop smoking that lala
He's a bad boy and he'll die high

two lines later he says that he's never drugged

He's playing mindgames.
He knows some thugs (read hired police hitmen) that want to kill him
but he moves smooth like some movie character.
You can really feel his emotion and when the four final lines come...
it's GAME OVER

"I'm like, "Damn, how these niggaz got they trust?
Used to be my man, how you gonna plot on my wife?"
Do you think you snake me, cause they hate me?
Or he got his Ph.D; Player Hater's Degree?"

A prophetic display of incredible wordplay & paranoia (or is it) about people plotting against his wife...
Also the word snake refers to the devil, possibly referring to the white man and so possibly referring to the some large white conspiracy and that would be very likely because next he says "'cause they hate me" so it is probably the white supremacist US government he's talking about...because they hate alot.

That's about it, I could go indepth, but I don't want to write a book about it (yet).

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>Mase wants to escape the hellhole he's in.
>That's also why he won't stop smoking that lala
>He's a bad boy and he'll die high
>
>two lines later he says that he's never drugged

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Oh god, this shit is out of control !

idiot that he has way to much tim on his hands?' lol

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'Girl I don't need you, but chu need me
Take it off, let it flop, shake it freely
And I don't tell stories, I let em tell theyself
And you aint gotta sell sex, girl, it sells itself, Like nothing else
Yeah I'm a country boy, but that big city bottom fill me up with joy
Aint life grand (life's grand) livin up daddy
Here go da whisper song, baby this is us ready?
Put it on me enthusiastically, what ever it is that chu do, you do it admirably
And I aint choose it, that thang chose me
Its bubba and ying yang, all the way in this thang'


"Girl I don't need you, but chu need me
Take it off, let it flop, shake it freely"

this sets up the theme of this amazing song revealin several secrets that the goverment would prefer us not to kno. first line is expressing the classic example of dependance in america and how it can lead to copious amounts of booty which can only lead inflation and a depreaciation of value

"And I don't tell stories, I let em tell theyself
And you aint gotta sell sex, girl, it sells itself, Like nothing else"

this is a stark and frank portrayal of the way that a girls vagina sells itself out without the girls consent or foresight, a story that white amercia tries to supress because of the horrible implications it holds

"Put it on me enthusiastically, what ever it is that chu do, you do it admirably"

this is an expression of bubba's irrepressable positivity throughout the ordeals that he has to face. He's sayin that he has no idea what's goin on around him, but whatever it is, its admirable

"And I aint choose it, that thang chose me
Its bubba and ying yang, all the way in this thang"

again another revealing piece on how men who prey on women desperate for money are actually not at fault. u see it is the women's fault for not being able to control her 'thang'(in this case vagina and or 'booty') which leads to these horrible booty deficits

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1

There's only one place where we can go
To see freaky hoes doin' shows
Doing' tricks to make us holler
On a giving night, all for a dollar
Silicone breasts, all on their chests
Nothing' like others, but above the rest
They'll do anything to turn us on
Them hoes got it going' on!!
I like big booty and big ol' titties
Bitch, you know you've been fucked by many
So come and be my private dancer
I got some money if that's the answer
I really wanna be with you;
I get hard after seeing you
How hard? Hard like a rock,
When you make that pussy pop!

Pop that pussy! Heyyy! Pop that pussy, baby!
Pop that pussy! Pop, pop that pussy, baby!


Clearly this song is a commentary on the feminist movement and womens new found power in society. No longer do we men control women..nay the world through our phalluses,power, money, and capital . By popping their vaginas for payment the women are saying that they are a equal power to men in our capitalistic society.

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I guess you thugs won't get the picture until those slugs hit ya
I ain't hater but sooner or later Love's gonna getcha - Akbar

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lol, despite your dukieness you are a funny cat longo.

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or the revolutionary fervor of U & Dat???

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Vas por la calle llorando
Lagrimas de oro
Vas por la calle brotando
Lagrimas de oro

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"Both teams played hard, my man."
-Rasheed Wallace, providing my new stock response to any future OKP "board beef" starters

I gotta couple throwbacks it just I choose not to wear them
White tee extravganza n*gga like a foot locker sale
N*ggas think i done fail but my paper stacking a lot
Or you can throw back this but
Partner check my nine
And im a ghetto gangsta white tee laws gone hate ya
Street games with a little fame them hoes gonna chase ya
Can't escape from this white shit it done covered the map
Like crack did in the 80's and it took over the trap
Come to the hood and you can find me trapping in my white tee
Standing with a full grill n*ggas might try me so how i be still in my white tee
Rock jeans Tiger green yeah hoes like me
Haters try to bite me
Some try to dislike me
Became a rich n*gga and the feds try to indict me

These young men who go by the nom-de-plume of Dem Franchize Boyz make some startling parallels between three plagues upon the black community:

1. The dominance of a Caucasian, or "white", society and government while the average African-American is placed into an inferior role.
2. The affliction of cocaine, traditionally found in a white color, upon the black community since the 1980s.
3. The popular craze of black people forced by societal standards to wear "white tees", a label akin to the yellow Stars of David Jews had to wear during the Holocaust, a sign of the social status and intentions of young African-American males.

The color scheme black/white conflict is dabbled into the imagery throughout these gripping lyrics. Think of the reference to Foot Locker-- a store whose mascot wears shirts where black and white stripes are always pushing against one another, in eternal combat. Dem Franchize Boyz attempt to "escape from this white shit", and the haunting image of young black men running endlessly from this wave of white cocaine, white policemen, white merchants and the white apparel that they sell to the black community, but there is nary a place on the map that can shelter the boyz from this sea of white. Everywhere that anyone of any economic class-- especially wealthy African-Americans-- goes is ruled by white.

Think of some of the words that these boyz use to rhyme with "white":

- tight
- excite
- bright

This calls attention to a fact that many etymologists fail to understand when analyzing the word "white"-- the racist originators of the English language rhymed white with only words with positive context. Even the only slightly negative word used in the song that rhymes with white-- "bite"-- is a word that in real life is quite a positive term. Without biting food, we cannot swallow and retain sustinence. Does this imply without white people, we would not be able to LIVE?

Now, think of some of the words that rhyme with "black", a point of contention that Dem Franchize Boyz subtly and masterfully direct you towards:

- hack
- wack
- lack

The case is made for itself.

The most important political commentary is in the chorus, the chanted affirmation of "Yep in my white tee," repeated ad nauseum. Why would they repeat the phrase so often when the listener gets the idea after a couple of repetitions? Perhaps the boyz wanted to remind us that they constantly must provide affirmations to the white powers-that-be, giving them exactly what they want, over and over and over again. Perhaps they are answering the white government's indictments, or perhaps their repetitive "yep" is meant to conjure up the image of slaves repeatedly placating the desires of their masters. Although slavery is over, Dem Franchize Boyz wish to remind us that white is still constantly surrounding and dominating the black community in every shape and form, that one cannot wriggle away from the oppression of the white man and his white vices just as one cannot wriggle out of his own tee-shirt without using his hands. Dem Franchize Boyz use this anthem to remind the black community that only by banding together can they change their own definition and take off their white tee of oppression.

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"We weren't looking to use our music to get laid. We just wanted to have an outlet to express our frustration at not getting laid."

Milo Aukerman

I laughed at the rest of this post in my afterlife.....lol

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Even the only slightly negative
>word used in the song that rhymes with white-- "bite"-- is a
>word that in real life is quite a positive term. Without
>biting food, we cannot swallow and retain sustinence. Does
>this imply without white people, we would not be able to
>LIVE?

ARCHIVE this based on that line right there.

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(ftg. E-40 and Sean Paul)

"Snap ya fingers! Do ya step!
You can do it all by yo self!
Let me see you do it! Ay!
Let me see you do it! Ay!

Snap ya fingers and then rock wit it
Do it, do it, do it, do it, gon drop wit it
Do a step wit it, put ya hips wit it
All my ladies let me see ya put a twist wit it
You can't do like me, I'm by myself
I do it so good, I don't need nobody else
What's happenin', what's up
Got da purp fired up
What's happenin', what's up
Got Patron in my cup
I pop, I drank
I'm on Patron and purp, I can't thank
I'm blowed, to tha do'
Don't know how tha hell I'm gettin home"

This powerful song evokes a sense of solidarity amongst his fellow black Americans, saying we, as a peoples, should unite and fight for our independence and freedom of speech. The "AY!" cries are similar to those in political protest chants. The finger-snapping metaphor alludes to ancient tribal practices, in which leaders would click their fingers to command power (in Lil Jon's case, wanting his voice to be heard). You'll notice Lil Jon's pronunciation of "fingers" is, in fact, "fangaz". But what you may not know is that "fangaz", in archaic Latin, translates to "whip". This clever use of wordplay makes reference to authoritative figures abusing minorities. He then questions the current social/political climate ("What's happening? What's up?"). But so as not to appear helpless and vulnerable, he declares that he is prepared to handle and challenge any social discrepancies brought on by the government.

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its like how a lot of blues songs used to just seem like they were only about women, but in fact they werent about their women but shaking off the shackles of the slavemasters and plantation owners
they just made it seem like it was about women and relationships cos they wouldnt have been allowed to talk about the plantation owners so openly

LMFAO!

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Presents

(Yeah) New Project Pat

Project Pat

Its Goin Down

Aaahh





Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy

Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy

Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy

Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy

Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy

Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy

Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy

Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy





She got a bubble gum cap with a Gucci dats snappin'

With some rhino legs and a booty that's flappin'

With some fire-oh head cuz you know we love cappin'

Got her toes done up with her fingernails matchin'

Here dat big ol' butt that you're walkin cross the street with

Peep this, for a happy meal can I squeeze it

Till it go pop, make the juice start to runnin' out

Greasy lips, thick like a moose what I'm talkin 'bout

Them freaky freaks I heard on the loose, let ya pockets out,

Got trick niggaz watchin' your caboose with they wallets out

You should stop, lil' somethin' somethin' bad to tha bone

That ain't a monkey hangin' off ya back that's Donkey Kong









How you gon' prance around with all that, sayin' you ain't all that

Everybody at ya wanna hit ya like a ball bat

That thang make ya look back, be like man who is that

You can see a hiny on a hiny I'm pursuin' that

A dirty south hoody rat tryin' to hold goodies back

Waist like a wasp, butt cheeks pokin' really fat

I'm Crown Vic old school, squeezin' on her boo-boo

Hugged up, pokin' in her brains so what ya wanna do

Nice tats on ya body, liquor comin' out ya pores

Weed stench ya ain't right, G-string for some drawers

You can call me Mr. Whipple, I won't do no harmin'

Never to the Charmin, come holla at me woman









Im a P-I-M-P with diamonds all in my teeth

I step in the light man, my mouth be shiny

A ghetto star in the street, the shoppin' and cuttin' the ki's

They all wanna get with me, these girls be beggin' please

They call me the Juice Man, I love a striptease

A girl with a lot of ass, that's down to hit her knees





Yeah, I beat that thang like it stole somethin' never let her hold somethin'

Put the staff in her mouth, claimin' that she owe somethin'

Show 'em somethin' mean on the scene

When I first seen them jeans, teamed with that booty it's a dream team

Make me go-go, up and down like a yo-yo

But I had to pop her blue

Cuz I'm on that Tonio Montana





Goog google moogly, that thang is juicy










Project pat picks up the flag from sir mix a lot in defying the white definition of beauty.

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LAFFY TAFFY Lyrics by D4L

Dat laffy taffy (candy gurl)

Gurl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Gurl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy (candy gurl)
Dat laffy taffy

I'm lookin fa mrs.bubble gum
I'm mr. chik-o-stick
I wanna (dun dun dunt) (oh)
Cuz you so thick
Gurlz call me Jolly Rancher
Cuz i stay so hard
You can suck me for a long time
(oh my god!)
Gurl dis aint no dance flo
Dis a candy sto
And im really geeked up
And i got mo dro
I pop I roll
It's soft I know
It's da summer time
But yo laffy taffy got me froze (oh)
Gone get loose (oh)
Gone get low (oh)
Dont be shy
H** i'm Faybo? (oh)
I kno you wanna ride
You a star and it shows
(What's happening? What's up? What's up? Let's go, let's go, let's go)

Gurl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Gurl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy (candy gurl)
Dat laffy taffy

Cum on trick cum on trick
Here go Mr. chocolate
I like da way you break it down
Waddle, stop you watchin me
Laffy taffy i'm likin dis
Big ol a** you shakin b****
Close yo mouth and dont say s***
Bend on ova and hit a split
Work dat pole and work it well
Stacks on deck, yo ankles swell
Gurl let me touch ya
Iwill neva tell
Security gaurd dont scare nobody
Damn right i touched dat h**
All da money just hit da flo
D4L im ready to go
H** cant even shake no mo
Dey tired out
Lets ride out
B**** you wanna go
Den she can go
She get in my car
I aint playin no mo
Start movin on my Faybo
B**** she probably already kno
Let me see dat laffy taffy
(dun dun dunt)

Gurl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Gurl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy (candy gurl)
Dat laffy taffy

Say baby gurl
A wat u gon do
I got a hundred 1s
I wanna po on you
Just keep dat a** shakin
And i keep tippin you
While i sit back lik a playa
And sip dat grey goose
Feelin all loose
Cuz gurl you on yo job
You got my d*** hard
Da way you touch dem toez
Workin dem micros
On da stilletos
You made it skeet skeet skeet
Lik a water hoez (candy gurl)
Got me goin in my pocket
Pullin out mo dough
Let da waitress kno i need to order
Five hundred mo
You besta believe lata on we headed 2 da mo
So gone and pack dem bags
And lets mothaf***in go
Im waitin on yo fine a**
At da front doe
Gurl you don kno
Ima toss da laffy taffy
Toss it flip it and slap it
Bust a couple of nuts
And get right back at it

Gurl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Gurl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy (candy gurl)
Dat laffy taffy

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>Say baby gurl
>A wat u gon do
>I got a hundred 1s
>I wanna po on you
>Just keep dat a** shakin
>And i keep tippin you
>While i sit back lik a playa
>And sip dat grey goose
>Feelin all loose
>Cuz gurl you on yo job
>You got my d*** hard
>Da way you touch dem toez
>Workin dem micros
>On da stilletos
>You made it skeet skeet skeet
>Lik a water hoez (candy gurl)
>Got me goin in my pocket
>Pullin out mo dough
>Let da waitress kno i need to order
>Five hundred mo
>You besta believe lata on we headed 2 da mo
>So gone and pack dem bags
>And lets mothaf***in go
>Im waitin on yo fine a**
>At da front doe
>Gurl you don kno
>Ima toss da laffy taffy
>Toss it flip it and slap it
>Bust a couple of nuts
>And get right back at it
To the unanalytical, this may seem to be just a man who is a supporter of an adult business. However, this is simply not the case. This verse transition to a criticism of the fast food nation that we have become. The "100 ones" that the rapper has are to support his dollar menu habit, which has clearly gotten out of hand. Much of the verse is tounge in cheek, as we all know that macdonalds does not have waitresses, grey goose, nor do the employees get tipped. But everyday, the employees are back again to "toss it, flip it, and slap it," providing fattening meals to those who cannot afford more than the few dollars for a happy meal (one of "dem bags")

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... and I thought trying to get through the music was hard...

Dat laffy taffy (candy gurl)

Gurl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Gurl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy (candy gurl)
Dat laffy taffy

I'm lookin fa Mrs. Bubble Gum
I'm Mr. Chik-O-Stick
I wanna (dun dun dunt) (oh)
Cuz you so thick
Gurlz call me Jolly Rancher (Oh)
Cuz I stay so hard
You can suck me for a long time
(Oh my god!)
Gurl dis ain't no dance flo'
Dis a candy sto'
And I'm really geeked up
And I got mo' dro
I pop, I roll
It's soft I know
It's da summer time
But yo laffy taffy got me froze (oh)
Gone get loose (oh)
Gone get low (oh)
don't be shy
H** I'm Faybo? (oh)
I kno' you wanna ride
You a star and it shows
(What's happening? What's up? What's up? Let's go, let's go, let's go)


1st of all the chorus is all about women shaking off the oppressive chains of an oppressive white goverment. i kno what ur thinking, 'why laffy taffy?'. well we must go back to the history of laffy taffy to explain why it's use is oh so important.

back in the 1950s it was impossible for a young black man to make a profitable living. that is until a young Demarcus 'tootsie' Johnson invented a sweet chocolate confection which he called the tootsie roll. Demarcus rode the tootsie roll to the top of a would be candy empire based on chocolate products. White America couldn't stand that a young black man was making money with a product that the thier daughters and sons loved. they especially didn't like the deal that thier daughters were putting long sticks of chocolate in thier mouth, for the original tootsie roll was 6 inches long.

Demarcus attempted to appease the overbearing white goverment by shortenin the length of the tootsie roll but they were still dead set on shuttin down Johnson's business. They then came up with there own version of the tootsie roll. I kno what ur thinking 'white people copying an innovation of a black person?' but it's true. They called this candy the laffy taffy. The base ingredient was LSD and they set it loose in the black community

This takes us to 2006 where a young political party called D4L made there first bid for a stake in the cut throat world of political commentary. in the chorus they tell women to 'shake' laffy taffy, in the same manner you'd tell someone they had to shake crystal meth or some other dangerous addiction.

When they refer to 'mrs.bubble gum' it is a codename refferin to black women that feel like they're trapped in the bubble of addiction. he repeatedly refers to himself as things like 'Chik-O-Stick', and 'jolly rancher' because they are strong and hard which would enable them to pop a this bubble of addiction. it's all spoken symbolically so the white goverment wouldn't understand the true meaning.

when he tells a girl that she can 'suck me for a long time' it means that she can rely on him, similar to how a baby sucks on it's mother for sustenance. when he says it's not a 'dance flo' but in fact a 'candy sto' he's remindin black women that even when they think they can relax and go to a club or some other stress relieving activity that the white goverment is tryin to push there addicting candy products on them.

he also refers to how in the summer time 'laffy taffy got me froze'. reffering to one of the classic syndromes of a class A narcotic. he then tells girls to 'gone get loose' of this addiction because they can be a star and live thier dreams. he thens says 'What's happening? What's up? What's up? Let's go, let's go, let's go' to ask black women where thier lives are heading and where they stand right now

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http://www.individualsole.com/?p=5256

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WGH3OuP9Sek

>when he tells a girl that she can 'suck me for a long time' it
>means that she can rely on him, similar to how a baby sucks on
>it's mother for sustenance. when he says it's not a 'dance
>flo' but in fact a 'candy sto' he's remindin black women that
>even when they think they can relax and go to a club or some
>other stress relieving activity that the white goverment is
>tryin to push there addicting candy products on them.

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THFC
F1
MotoGP

These are all valid interpertations. I wish people would listen to music with this type of analyticial ear more often, we could skip a lot of the bullshit around here.

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I don't say this very often, but you are one stupid individual. Those interpretations are VALID? This isn't the kind of stupid you get from cuttin class either...

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"People that need positivity around them all the time are weak individuals in my book" - @lilduval

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i was really high when i posted that, but i was halfway serious. After rereading what I should have said is that analysis of mainstream rap in this vein is valid, and I think we should disect veiled meaning where we usually just redicule.

obviously most of these are tongue and cheek, but I think there are deeper messages in a lot of these songs than yall want to give credit 4 (not so much for D4L tho, those dudes aint deep).

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i cringed when i heard that...i hate where rap music is right now...

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again....then you can talk about..

being "political" is purposeful....a person has the intention of making a political..or revolutionary statement..

just parroting what you see...or playing a role or promoting an image is NOT political...it requires very little critical thinking and it's purpose is the opposite of being truely political...

just because someone speaks on something you see on the news..doesn't mean he's being political...he's often just being a follower...or a child disguised as a man who lacks the balls to actually control his own environment..

The shoulder lean is a dance with origins based in 1800s-era cakewalks, where masters would see which of their slaves could bow to them with the most rhythm.

Messrs. Dro and I. are making a valuable statement about the way that the government and corprorations still want the black community to "do the shoulder lean." By assuming the character identity of insiders working for corporations, they reveal to the world through the majesty of music how these men suck in the black youth and turn them into modern-day slaves.

If you can't see that, then you sir must be Helen Keller.

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do the heizman on dat hoe
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Will you have the occasional burst of insanity or genius that translates into this post

Brooklyn...home to the illest emcees in the world. Aint no other city fucking with us.

He should come here and get some tips. I'm just helpless here; I cannot laugh any more...too tired.


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