Sunday, June 28, 2009


Outkast was my favorite group growing up. I felt like their music described my way of thinking. They was some smooth cats but they had some forward thinking capabilities. They always made me question shit! It's funny because when I heard " The art of storytellin" I can remember almost crying from Andre's verse. I felt like it described the plight of our communities. That was another time in my life when I said I have to be apart of Hip-Hop. Even if I just write about it. If nobody understood you Hip-Hop was there. It's corny, but its real. Hip-Hop felt like a friend. I know rappers get caught up in trying to please the mainstream, but at one point they was probably so deep into that "real shit" too. You just get caught up out here. Andre 3 stacks had this verse on "Rosa Parks", and he talked about how he was kinda sour cuz his fav rap group was startin to " sell out" for lack of a better word. They strayed away from their initial shit. But it's all good to me, I love all HipHop. Talkin bout' money can be creative sometimes. Just don't do the same typical bull-shit. Switch ur flow up, use a metaphor, don't over rap the track, and let the beat breathe sometimes. sheesh! Outkast always kept it funky, but they really went deep. I love Hip-Hop man.


Andre's verse on "The Art of Storytellin"

Now Suzy Skrew had a partna named Sasha (Sasha), Thumper (Thumper)
I remember her number like the summer
when her and Suzy yeah they threw a slumber - - party
but you can not call it that cause it was slummer
Well it was more like spend the night
Three in the morning yawnin dancin under street lights
We chillin like a villain and a nigga feelin right
in the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in spite
all of the bullshit we on our back starin at the stars above
(aww man) Talkin bout what we gonna be when we grow up
I said what you wanna be, she said, "Alive" (hmm)
It made me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes
I coulda died, time went on, I got grown
Rhyme got strong, mind got blown, I came back home
to find lil Sasha was gone
Her mamma said she with a nigga that be treatin her wrong
I kept on singin my song and hopin at a show
that I would one day see her standin in the front row
But two weeks later she got found in the back of a school
With a needle in her arm, baby two months due, Sasha Thumper

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