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Personally think its the best hip hop album in the last ten years but not many agreedhttp://www.dubcnn.com/connect/index.php?topic=232657.0
Quote from: AlerG on January 11, 2010, 02:39:38 PMQuote from: Long Beach Iz Active on January 11, 2010, 01:21:18 PM[Verse One]Yo, scientists gather in a secret place to debateThey photographed the Earth from space and saw my faceThey tried to translate the innate asiatic shapebefore the final earthquakes came but it was too lateOnly one eighth of the human race escaped to spaceThey were chased by flying phenomenon to the lunar baseFloatillas and space centers, lasers probed the entranceDNA code sensors reject old geneticsI presented my cosmic clearance to a patrol of medicsI was injected with sodium pentathol and questionedI relayed the message the way I was trained to remember itI showed them the keypad code and told 'em to enter itI told 'em which alphanumeric buttons were sensitiveHe snatched it outta my hand and started depressing itI told him detonation was definite if he kept at itHe never quit, he just lost his temper and flippedI bowed my head like "I guess this is it"My ears popped, the music stopped, and I couldn't hear shit[Hook][Verse Two]The driver jogged around to the front and opened the doorHe said his name was Muhammed Jamal and he'd be with me 'till fallHe said the escort service had calledand a package would be waitin for me at the windowI said thanks, he grabbed my bags fast and put 'em in the trunkThen he ran around to the front, slammed it in gearPulled off slow, winding down his windowand asked me if I minded if he smoke, I said no, he drove offCut my cell phone off, then I swallowed a tablet of ZoloftWent to sleep and woke up feelin' kinda lostI asked him what the weather's been like latelyhe said he doesn't mind the heat and hates the A/CSaid he had a son who was eighteen and made beatsand I happened to be his favorite emceeI said for real, that's crazy, I meet him laterYo Jamal could you please do me a favorWhen we get to the corner stop at the bodegaHopped out the car, walked insidethe store's stereo was playin' Feliz NavidadI got a pack of condoms and walked to the back of the lineThere was three Taliban that was talkin' very loudOne reached in his back side and pulled out a Beretta gunThe last word I heard myself say was a four letter oneHe looked me in the eye and said the drama's never doneCuz there's no return...no return[Hook][Verse Three]I heard the ringtone of the red phoneHeadquarters informed us there was an explosion in the red zoneWe were ordered to get ready to goand to get into our bio-weapons protective gear and clothesI rode shotgun, my partner Ramirez droveGPS control gave us coordinates where to goSoon as we got there I could feel the hot airFor a second I stopped and stared, there was cops everywhereI told 'em we need to get a square perimeter clearWe got an hour 'till nightfall, so light some flaresI said a twenty second prayer then ran to the second chair-the lift that was there, then I waved my hands up in the airto signal that it was clear before I ran upstairsI could barely see, smoke was so thick in the airI was visually impaired and started to get scaredI heard a woman scream "HELP" but I didn't know whereI started screamin' back "I'm not gonna leave you here"Sayin to myself "damn it's hard to breathe in here"Searched the rooms one by one like "fuck my lungs"Ramirez said the fire truck got stuck by the frontI crawled all the way through the foyer to the end of the hallwayand seen her on the floor next to the doorwayI was half unconscious but I just ignored the painHelped her to her feet and she had her arm in a braceAll this tar-like black stuff was all in her faceI radio Ramirez coughin and tried to explainI heard him say something to me like "It's all in flames!"There was ceiling debris fallin all over the placeI looked her in her eye, she looked into mine, it was strangeThen I blinked for the last time and never saw her againNo Return gives me chills everytime i listen to it,No Return is on another level in hip hop
Quote from: Long Beach Iz Active on January 11, 2010, 01:21:18 PM[Verse One]Yo, scientists gather in a secret place to debateThey photographed the Earth from space and saw my faceThey tried to translate the innate asiatic shapebefore the final earthquakes came but it was too lateOnly one eighth of the human race escaped to spaceThey were chased by flying phenomenon to the lunar baseFloatillas and space centers, lasers probed the entranceDNA code sensors reject old geneticsI presented my cosmic clearance to a patrol of medicsI was injected with sodium pentathol and questionedI relayed the message the way I was trained to remember itI showed them the keypad code and told 'em to enter itI told 'em which alphanumeric buttons were sensitiveHe snatched it outta my hand and started depressing itI told him detonation was definite if he kept at itHe never quit, he just lost his temper and flippedI bowed my head like "I guess this is it"My ears popped, the music stopped, and I couldn't hear shit[Hook][Verse Two]The driver jogged around to the front and opened the doorHe said his name was Muhammed Jamal and he'd be with me 'till fallHe said the escort service had calledand a package would be waitin for me at the windowI said thanks, he grabbed my bags fast and put 'em in the trunkThen he ran around to the front, slammed it in gearPulled off slow, winding down his windowand asked me if I minded if he smoke, I said no, he drove offCut my cell phone off, then I swallowed a tablet of ZoloftWent to sleep and woke up feelin' kinda lostI asked him what the weather's been like latelyhe said he doesn't mind the heat and hates the A/CSaid he had a son who was eighteen and made beatsand I happened to be his favorite emceeI said for real, that's crazy, I meet him laterYo Jamal could you please do me a favorWhen we get to the corner stop at the bodegaHopped out the car, walked insidethe store's stereo was playin' Feliz NavidadI got a pack of condoms and walked to the back of the lineThere was three Taliban that was talkin' very loudOne reached in his back side and pulled out a Beretta gunThe last word I heard myself say was a four letter oneHe looked me in the eye and said the drama's never doneCuz there's no return...no return[Hook][Verse Three]I heard the ringtone of the red phoneHeadquarters informed us there was an explosion in the red zoneWe were ordered to get ready to goand to get into our bio-weapons protective gear and clothesI rode shotgun, my partner Ramirez droveGPS control gave us coordinates where to goSoon as we got there I could feel the hot airFor a second I stopped and stared, there was cops everywhereI told 'em we need to get a square perimeter clearWe got an hour 'till nightfall, so light some flaresI said a twenty second prayer then ran to the second chair-the lift that was there, then I waved my hands up in the airto signal that it was clear before I ran upstairsI could barely see, smoke was so thick in the airI was visually impaired and started to get scaredI heard a woman scream "HELP" but I didn't know whereI started screamin' back "I'm not gonna leave you here"Sayin to myself "damn it's hard to breathe in here"Searched the rooms one by one like "fuck my lungs"Ramirez said the fire truck got stuck by the frontI crawled all the way through the foyer to the end of the hallwayand seen her on the floor next to the doorwayI was half unconscious but I just ignored the painHelped her to her feet and she had her arm in a braceAll this tar-like black stuff was all in her faceI radio Ramirez coughin and tried to explainI heard him say something to me like "It's all in flames!"There was ceiling debris fallin all over the placeI looked her in her eye, she looked into mine, it was strangeThen I blinked for the last time and never saw her againNo Return gives me chills everytime i listen to it,
[Verse One]Yo, scientists gather in a secret place to debateThey photographed the Earth from space and saw my faceThey tried to translate the innate asiatic shapebefore the final earthquakes came but it was too lateOnly one eighth of the human race escaped to spaceThey were chased by flying phenomenon to the lunar baseFloatillas and space centers, lasers probed the entranceDNA code sensors reject old geneticsI presented my cosmic clearance to a patrol of medicsI was injected with sodium pentathol and questionedI relayed the message the way I was trained to remember itI showed them the keypad code and told 'em to enter itI told 'em which alphanumeric buttons were sensitiveHe snatched it outta my hand and started depressing itI told him detonation was definite if he kept at itHe never quit, he just lost his temper and flippedI bowed my head like "I guess this is it"My ears popped, the music stopped, and I couldn't hear shit[Hook][Verse Two]The driver jogged around to the front and opened the doorHe said his name was Muhammed Jamal and he'd be with me 'till fallHe said the escort service had calledand a package would be waitin for me at the windowI said thanks, he grabbed my bags fast and put 'em in the trunkThen he ran around to the front, slammed it in gearPulled off slow, winding down his windowand asked me if I minded if he smoke, I said no, he drove offCut my cell phone off, then I swallowed a tablet of ZoloftWent to sleep and woke up feelin' kinda lostI asked him what the weather's been like latelyhe said he doesn't mind the heat and hates the A/CSaid he had a son who was eighteen and made beatsand I happened to be his favorite emceeI said for real, that's crazy, I meet him laterYo Jamal could you please do me a favorWhen we get to the corner stop at the bodegaHopped out the car, walked insidethe store's stereo was playin' Feliz NavidadI got a pack of condoms and walked to the back of the lineThere was three Taliban that was talkin' very loudOne reached in his back side and pulled out a Beretta gunThe last word I heard myself say was a four letter oneHe looked me in the eye and said the drama's never doneCuz there's no return...no return[Hook][Verse Three]I heard the ringtone of the red phoneHeadquarters informed us there was an explosion in the red zoneWe were ordered to get ready to goand to get into our bio-weapons protective gear and clothesI rode shotgun, my partner Ramirez droveGPS control gave us coordinates where to goSoon as we got there I could feel the hot airFor a second I stopped and stared, there was cops everywhereI told 'em we need to get a square perimeter clearWe got an hour 'till nightfall, so light some flaresI said a twenty second prayer then ran to the second chair-the lift that was there, then I waved my hands up in the airto signal that it was clear before I ran upstairsI could barely see, smoke was so thick in the airI was visually impaired and started to get scaredI heard a woman scream "HELP" but I didn't know whereI started screamin' back "I'm not gonna leave you here"Sayin to myself "damn it's hard to breathe in here"Searched the rooms one by one like "fuck my lungs"Ramirez said the fire truck got stuck by the frontI crawled all the way through the foyer to the end of the hallwayand seen her on the floor next to the doorwayI was half unconscious but I just ignored the painHelped her to her feet and she had her arm in a braceAll this tar-like black stuff was all in her faceI radio Ramirez coughin and tried to explainI heard him say something to me like "It's all in flames!"There was ceiling debris fallin all over the placeI looked her in her eye, she looked into mine, it was strangeThen I blinked for the last time and never saw her again
I own Rip The Jacker....I enjoyed it. BUT.....I wouldn't even put it in my top 100 favourite hip-hop albums nevermind as one of the best of all time!
Quote from: 13th Duke on January 15, 2010, 12:46:39 PMI own Rip The Jacker....I enjoyed it. BUT.....I wouldn't even put it in my top 100 favourite hip-hop albums nevermind as one of the best of all time!That's a pretty bold statement. There are 100 other hiphop albums you know of or own that are better than RTJ?http://www.myspace.com/miclordzmusic <---Hiphop/Funk-Rock at it's finest!!!
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