Name a better rapper than Lil Ugly Mane
Name a better rapper than Lil Ugly Mane
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Lil Scrappy
He actually has "rap" in his name
had no idea he was white
he sounds EXTREMELY black in mista thug isolation
Chek this youtube.com
Lil Yeetus, seriously, google this boy. HE'S FIRE
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Now we wait.
Big Krit made southern rap artful without feeling like he was above it. Lil Ugly Mane is great but his ironic distance from the genre on MTI is pretty reductive desu
Big Handsum Mang
bus driver
my street name
go back to making hardcore to have sex with underage emo girls bruv
it's not ironic distancing, it's him being him
though i understand why you'd see it that way
he isn't a good rapper tho. his appeal is his modern approach to memphis rap production.
Yeah and basically, you're fucking stupid
the burden of proof is on you why he's a good rapper then
post some bars.
[Verse 1]
What's underneath, I think I'm on the way out
Take my pulse, spit directly in my mouth
Count the cracks that's in the pavement in a bathroom in a basement
I'm probably just a devil's form of laughs and entertainment
Save your moral panic for the preacher or the president
Or any of the other shit you babies think is relevant
Drifting, floating up the stream, eyes are just a sucker's screen
The Earth and how I see it are the rocks that I've been crushed between
Foggy little planet where your groping hands to touch a scream
Greener on the other side, how about nothing's green
Bashful baby boy, so distracted by my toys
Rode a tractor from Wyoming to Chicago, Illinois
On a carpet of the 50 states, part of me disintegrates
The only thing I'm left with is the part I can't articulate
[Verse 2]
You never thought about you only
You never had to worry about which part of you to show me
You're just as stupid as you've always been
Treat your stupid little problems like a molecule of oxygen
You're never getting better, you're addicted to the madness
You're treated like a muse, are you happy now, Travis?
I could go inside a window and disappear
Just observe, just overhear
If I was glass I'd revert back to sand
Scattered through the sea, I could pass through your hands
None of this will happen, nothing will ever
The things that I believe can never ever happen
I'm standing by a microphone and yelling at a wall
Pick a thousand names, you're still nobody at all
[Outro]
I'm not sure what it was
Was it the words of an angel
Or a devil in disguise?
I'm not sure what it was
Was it the words of an angel
Or a devil in disguise?
I'm not sure what it was
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thats bedwetter not lil ugly mane
try again
Same guy
earl sweatshirt
>tripfag
>being a dumbass
check and check
that's probably because of the memphis sound, for some reason almost all southern rappers sound black no matter what
Fuck off tripfag
but thats shawn kemp
whatever, this is maybe better. i'm not even speaking native english but i appreciate this
Aye yo, I saw my man the other day he say he need a handout
Said he had some live and some boy but it ran out
His partner had a number, but connections didn't pan out
And every road he dialed was looking like the same route
Told him he could blame it on the cocaine drought
Since the boys got arraigned and all the names came out
Now I don't know nobody dealing, sitting on the steps by the library building
Busted him a short and I asked about his children
Told me he ain't seen 'em since they momma tried to kill him
Laughed and told the homie I forgot about that shit
She caught you in the crib rollin off in a fat bitch
Tried to pull the heater but you hid under the mattress
And jumped out the window butt naked, it was classic
I paused cuz the homie wasn't laughing with me
So I tried to switch the topic up causally
He exhaled smoke and threw his hat in the street
Said, "playa I don't understand what happened to me
Remember how I used to live extravagantly
White Jays, scuff free with immaculate steez
Stacked Gs, cop keys like they was practically free
Now I'm scrambling these streets in this raggedy tee"
I was puzzled by his feelings of inadequacy
Then I saw the track mark when he pulled back on his sleeve
Yea, my homie got a habit it seems
Sad, cuz I kinda wanna dap him and leave
But I been down the same road so I put it on front street
Then he stepped back like he wanted to punch me
Told him, sit down, it's been a minute since we hung out
Apologized for bringing out the fact that he was strung out
Caught me off guard, and I know that lifes hard
But I really hate to see the homie in the graveyard
Cuz all I wanna do is see my people live large
I always try to see my people better than they are
He told me he would he would clean up, said it was a promise
Looked me in my eyes to imply that he was honest
But I know that I would lie too, back when I was on it
So even though I nodded I was feeling broken hearted
He the homie though, regardless, so I know I gotta trust him
Told him I won't bring it up in any more discussions
Then I hit him with some ones, probably bout a dozen
He told me he was staying with his auntie and his cousin
But I saw the bitch later and she told me that he wasn't
Told me if she saw him she would snitch him to the government
Said he on some foul shit, she ain't even love him
I was bugging, I know he on the needle how she talking hopeless
Told me that he was evil, he didn't have emotions
Said they found his babies with their throats slit, and he the culprit
I'm like, oh shit, step back, how she go against blood like that?
That's the homie from the way back
Looking at the stars like, "what they fuck could make you say that?
Naw love, I can't even play that."
It's hard to light a smoke when you trying to breathe
Cuz deep down I know she ain't lying to me
Cuz deep down I know she ain't lying to me
Cuz deep down I know she ain't lying to me