- D.Powell wrote:
- neither, this guy had many hits, but was a bite off of 2Pac, had below average lyrics and never stood out as either different or better than his peers...
impact is his, not so sure about influence
he's a neither for me
I don't think Ja was below average lyrically maybe inconsistant but not below. I think people get caught in the singy song hits and the image 50 put out about him and forget Ja can spit. I am no where near a "fan" of his but I enjoy 2-3 of his albums quite a bit.
Yall niggaz is pussy, poonani, (Vagina)
Your (Monologue's) getting tired, now it's time to ride
You're print distrified, you're no longer desired
So take off them silly chains, put back on your wire
I'm on fire, holly dipped in octane
Let east coast bang, let west coast bang
And Rule gonna bring the ghetto gospel
To every 'hood possible, pushin through in the sky blue
Back with the gods you now, preferably the 4 pound
Slugs flyin at the speed of sound
Tryin to catch the ears of niggaz that's runnin their mouths
I might get my Brooklyn niggaz to run in your house
I don't really understand what the runnin's about
But we're hunters, we take pride in airin our prey out
Leavin 'em layed out, dead, in just a sport
'cause we ain't playin up here in New York
or read these lyrics
God, why the hell am I here?
Is it a blessin', or a painful lesson
Of life and its directions?
Date of conception two twenty nine
I was birthed and won't be denied
Lookin into these eyes
And witness lives' tragedies
The boy who made slaves out of men, that's me
For every lock there's a key
The only thing that ever made me click was "Cash Money"
So that I lust for
Be it one of my deadly sins
You know the seven
I got all of them deep within
Sometimes I slip, but you be there
Pick me up, now I'm on my knees like what's up
'Cause only in a world that's corruptin' the sick
Could you dare to look at my life and call it innocence
Got me to a better sense
Cause whats yours is mine
Hear me lord, I'm runnin' out of time
Now seriously are those below average?