Something from Nothing: The Art of Rap Page #15

compton out there

in a way where it was

just like, it was hard,

and... and we wanted to hit

everybody across the head with a sledgehammer.

Like, "listen to what the f***

we're doing out here,"

you know? "We got

something to say, too."

Yeah, unh

Yeah, unh

Yeah, unh

Straight out of compton

Crazy motherf***er

named ice cube

From the gang called

niggaz with attitudes

When I'm called off,

I got a sawed off

Squeeze the trigger,

and bodies are hauled off

You too, boy,

if you f*** with me

The police are gonna

have to come and get me

Off your ass,

that's how I'm going out

For the punk motherfuckers

that's showing out

Niggas start to mumble,

they want to rumble

Mix 'em and cook 'em

in a pot like gumbo

Going off

on the motherf***er like that

With a gat that's pointed

at your ass

That's the way it goes

in the city of compton

Gang bang mentality

Movie after movie

Can't get it out of me

Who want to battle me?

Mouth is an uzi

I'll thumbtack your ass

to the concrete

Treat you like a floozy

The pyroclastic flow

that I lay

Will turn this

f***ing booth to pompeii

Now what will I do

in broad day?

I'll turn broadway

into a hallway

Motherfuckers want to know

the herbs and spices

They come to me and want

to know what my advice is

I'm spiritual, nigga,

like jesus christ is

And lyrical, b*tch,

I'm 'bout the nicest

Content, longevity

Plus I spit sh*t

that sit on your brain, nigga, heavily

I can do this sh*t

till I'm 70

On the vegas strip,

yeah, there I'll be

Rap has many styles,

party, gangster,

political, battle.

Give your style a name.

And I think gangsta

is too simple,

'cause I think

you much more complex.

I would call it

street knowledge.

Okay.

You know, I mean,

that's the ultimate title.

And what it means to me

is letting the streets know

what the politicians

is trying to do to 'em

and then letting

the politicians know

what the streets think

of them if they listening.

Mm-Hmm.

So it's street knowledge,

if you ask me.

I agree. I agree.

I always felt

that my style was...

I was always attempting

to drop game.

It was not about...

It was all game.

There was morals.

They were parables.

It was things

that you'd listen to,

and you would learn.

I wanted somebody

to take my album

when they done,

be more intelligent

about the game than they were,

versus me saying,

"you know, hey, I'm tough," like I...

You don't want to get rich

and die trying.

You know what I mean?

1, 2, 3 into the 4

Snoop doggy dog and

dr. Dre is at the door

Ready to make

an entrance, so back on up

'Cause you know we're

about to rip sh*t up

Give me

the microphone first

So I can bust

like a bubble

Compton and

long beach together

Now you know you

in trouble

We need to take

my bag with my phone in it

out of here, kid.

I think it's in that gray bag.

'Cause it's

gonna keep going off.

These b*tches

won't stop calling.

I tell 'em I'm only

in town for a night.

"There's only

one of me."

I'm saying.

I wish I was an octopus.

This is one of my favorites

of all time.

6:
00 in the morning,

police at my door

Fresh adidas squeak

across my bathroom floor

Out the back window,

I make my escape

Didn't even get a chance

to grab my ice-t tape

Mad with no music,

but happy 'cause free

But the streets to a player

is the place to be

I got a knot in my pocket

weigh at least a grand

Gold on my neck,

my pistol's close at hand

I'm a self-made monster

from the city streets

Remotely controlled

by hard hip-hop beats

But just living in the city

is a serious task

Nigga didn't know

what hit him

Didn't have time to ask

thank you.

Benz with my money

the rest went on clothes

Went to the strip,

started pimpin' the hos

My hair grew long

on my seven-year stay

When I got it done,

on my shoulders it lay

Oh, that was so cold.

That was so cold.

Rap to you,

more music or a sport?

It's a sport to me,

because it's like

you driving me

to want to outdo you.

You understand what I'm saying?

It's like when you

hear a certain lyric,

it's like you

just saw a 360 dunk.

Yeah. And I'm like,

"oh, I can't have that."

I need to try this...

This 720 on a nigga

real quick, ice.

Work with me.

Work with me, ice, this 720 gonna work.

I'm gonna spin

around two times. It's gonna work.

When snoop dogg getting

ready to write a song,

how do you

like it to be?

I mean,

you need to get...

You gotta get blunted?

You gotta...

I gotta smoke

a lot of weed.

Okay.

I gotta have some

old-school music playing,

whether it's

old-school r & b, hip-hop,

anything that's

seventies, eighties,

sixties, you know

what I'm saying?

Something that's

inspiring to me.

Then I gotta have

a couple of, you know,

females around

to give me some inspiration,

'cause I like looking

at 'em while I'm writing my woo-wop.

And then at the same time,

I like...

I just like the whole mode

to just be natural.

What's your style?

My style, I would say,

is tae kwon do.

Bruce lee created that.

Which that means... is that

I'll f*** a nigga up

if a nigga try

to play me wrong,

but for the most part,

I'm a good guy making great music to party to.

Here's what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna give you something

off the top of the dome,

so that way, I know I won't f*** up.

I like that.

Now, check this.

Artistic as it gets

is big snoop dogg

The one and only,

so throw a pawn in the lawn

And let me show you

how it's supposed to be

Blow up like a bomb,

napalm

Let me show you

what it's supposed to be

Now get close to me,

these are groceries

File them in the cabinet,

stab it, let it go

This is my art form,

I'm so original

Like ice-t, but I don't

drip, drop on the floor

Get a ho, get the door

Let 'em know

from the door

Here we go, let it ride

Snoopy d-o-double-g,

eastside lbc

Show you how

it's supposed to be

Look up at the sky

Do you see

the moon and sun?

It's snoop d-o-doub

Yes, I am the only one

When it come to freestyle,

boy, I'm so cold

Make a nigga flip to it

to a whole 'nother episode

Watch a ho,

hit the stroll

Get the money,

bring it back

Ice-t got his wife

sitting in the cadillac

Cold, cold, there you go

Steal the money,

steal the show

Snoop d-o-double-g,

I told you I'm original

Now you could

use that one. Dope.

Final thoughts.

Melle mel said an art form

can only be as great

as its masters.

So speak to the people

coming up under you

that are striving

to be snoop dogg.

Final thought.

Final thought.

With this thing

that we call hip-hop,

this art, this thing

that we love and treasure,

you must treat it

with love and compassion

and always cherish it,

because one day soon,

it will be yours.

And once it becomes yours,

make it yours.

Put your name on it.

Put your brand on it.

Put your game on it.

Stamp it like it's

supposed to be stamped.

That way, when you are gone,

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