Sunday Snacklist #1
W'sup punks. Welcome to the first ever Sunday Snacklist, where you will find all your easy listening to get you through your day of rest right. Whether it be rap/hip-hop, hardcore \m/, or whatever else oozes through my speakers throughout the week ya hurr me b? I'll make sure you have all you need to listen and find out more about these artists every sunday right here. And just be aware, this is not the place to find "new" music if you are thinking that it came out recently, my goal in this space is to give music that is new to you. I will also have to add a little bit of a disclaimer to this shit b:
Everything that will be said herein is the opinion of the writer and philosopher of this hereby website 'nahmean. I literally do not give a fuck about what you think, that's why I'm writing on this website and you aren't. Feel free to leave a comment if you enjoyed any of the songs or I made you chuckle (minimum 2 large, rapid exhales from the nostrils nahmean), but if you didn't really enjoy what I had to say I just have one thing to say really...WHY DON'T YOU GO READ SOMETHING YOU WANT TO AND NOT WASTE YOUR OWN TIME. Mind boggling how some people will straight spend 20 minutes doing something and have the audacity like they some sort of present to God's green earth to complain about how they didn't even enjoy reading that ish. As the cool kids are saying these days "smh" b.
Now that I got that out of the way...to start out the feelings right, we're going to go to the west coast to have a listen:
Ab-Soul is one-quarter of the "hip hop supergroup" Black Hippy. It would be a great miscarriage of my blogging duties if I didn't say that if you want to hear the nastiest verses from Kendrick Lamar, Jay Rock, Schoolboy Q, and our homeboy Ab-soul, you should just listen to whatever tracks they put out as a unit namsayin. Ab-So-lutely lays it down thick, with a fluid hook that drops the bass out of no where and gives Ab parts where he can spit his fire. Worth a listen or a 100.
Kevin Gates for y'all. The man who also needs 2 phones in order to honor the top hip-hop commandment: the separation of bitches and bread. But song ain't about the bread, it about the birds right now. With NOLA smooth hooks and just the right amount of autotune that he puts down a track essentially made for laying pipe. So for all you plumbers out there, this one's for you.
I have to rep my homeboyJoey Bada$$ because he comes from the greatest city in the world, New York. Not that I'm from there, but I'm from the 'burbs in New Jersey so I know the struggle him and his African American brethren are grinding through essentially'nahmean. Christ Conscious eschews established song flow by having one giant verse and then chorus/bridge/chorus to fade to black, which sounds odd until you listen to the flow of the song and realize the beat compliments the construction of the lyrics perfectly. Joe know$.
Four Year Strong, a band that is mildly stuck in high school (the four years that they remain strong for...although it could be an allusion to college as well), shreds it up in this song. While not off one of their recent albums, this song has been cranked out my system for the almost 10 years that it's been around. Luckily, high school is one of those things that you get stuck and after you're down you just opine going back to it 'namsayin. This song puts you front and center in old Mrs. Booty2Big2BAttractivesomehow and when you got your first NARB in front of the class. AKA this is a good track b.
Lastly, we'll throw my diggity dogg dirty D AKA Mr. A$AP Rocky, spitting the fire while somehow making Rod Stewart hood AF in the hook. The second verse is where the magic really happens. Don't get me wrong, everything that A$AP Rocky & Ferg (who just put out his new LP sonnny) been putting out recently has been on point. They're verses have been like the tip of the fuckin matterhorn b. Melisandre either stares into the flames, or throws this motherfucking song on to the dais to get here visions from the Lord of Light b. You've probably already listened to this ish on the radio, but enjoy it now without some fuckboy lettin' you know how you need to remember to pick up some straight basic bitch pad or some ish before and after the song 'nahmean.
Aight, that's all for the first entry into the Sunday Snacklist, tune in next sunday to get your earful of dope beats, bad jokes, and some other stuff while you rest 'nahmean.