King Koopa x WERQUE

His work ethics remind me of my own.
Patience + Persistence + Ambitious + Confidence + Intelligence



http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/video.php?v=wshheeEUyu7Q0Uzp620H

Damn 'Ye

Wale x XXL Interview = Album 4 Mics

Washington, D.C., is ecstatic. After years without any representation, there’s finally a brother running the city. His swagger is impeccable. His sense of style is on point. His way with words is captivating. His African roots give him universal appeal. He’s the people’s champ, and his name is Olubowale Folarin, but you can just call him Wale.

Much like President Obama’s rise to power, Wale had to put in a lot of legwork to become Chocolate City’s first nationally celebrated MC. The 24-year-old’s push actually kicked off back in 2006, when his go-go–fueled track “Dig Dug (Shake It)” got regular radio play in the D.C., Maryland and Virginia areas. That led to the release of two well-received mixtapes—Paint a Picture and Hate Is the New Love—and DJ/producer Mark Ronson signing on as Wale’s running mate. The joint ticket went on to rally more public support with “W.A.L.E.D.A.N.C.E.,” off Wale’s 2007 mixtape, 100 Miles & Running. The record’s success earned the rapper a major-label endorsement from Interscope, in 2008, and paved the way for Wale’s inaugural album, Attention: Deficit.

Every rapper on the campaign trail makes promises of changing the status quo, but few actually deliver on that lofty goal. Consider Wale the exception. Staying true to his hometown roots, the 2008 XXL Freshman 10 alumnus infuses his opus with heavy doses of go-go funk, while still maintaining his hip-hop edge. The Cool & Dre–produced lead single, “Chillin’,” finds Wale teaming up with techno-pop star Lady Gaga for a distinctly D.C.-sounding anthem. Known for their signature synths, the Miami beatsmiths switch their sound up even further on the Jazmine Sullivan–guested “World Tour,” which is a nod to A Tribe Called Quest’s 1993 gem “Award Tour.” Over a summery sound bed of sparkling piano keys and rugged percussion, Wale spits, “Mama ain’t raise no fool, true/But me and my brother never made it outta school.”

What Wale manages to avoid is regurgitating the same frivolous concepts and mundane subject matter that so many rookies feast on. In fact, on the Ronson-helmed “90210,” he boldly touches on females suffering from bulimia and coke addictions (“She throws up whatever she eats/She leave the bathroom with her nose bleed/She live her whole life like TV/And she do anything for everything”). The rapper pens another introspective tale, in the form of “Diary,” featuring Floetry’s Marsha Ambrosius. Local producers Sleepwalkers provide the melodic backdrop for a heartfelt letter to a woman too hurt to love. After his promises of eternal devotion fall on deaf ears, a frustrated Wale retorts, “Every problem that you ever had with another man I gotta face.”

After baring his soul for the ladies, Wale puts his armor back on in the company of men. Holding his own alongside hip-hop heavy weight Bun B on the reality checkin’ “Mirrors,” Wale employs a stutter flow that barrels through Ronson’s sonic collage of strumming guitars, funky bass line and fading horns. The upstart MC does his thing on his hypnotic duet with Gucci Mane, “Pretty Girls,” but meets his match on the high-octane “Beautiful Bliss,” where North Carolina native J. Cole exhibits and undeniable hunger when he drops witty bars like, “You see me, let me in/All I wanna do is eat like a freaky lesbian.”

Aside from a few head-scratchin’ lines on “Mama Told Me” (“I would invest in a poncho/’Cause I won’t punch-out like Glass Joe”) and his narcissistic tendency to say his own name ad nauseam, Wale creates an impressive body of work for his first term in office. Not only does he stock his cabinet with a diverse list of musical advisers, ranging from DJ Green Lantern to rock band TV on the Radio’s David Sitek, he tackles key issues like education (“Be Right”) and suicide (“Contemplate”) head-on. With hip-hop continuing to take a creative downturn, Attention: Deficit is a long-overdue stimulus package. On the robust “Triumph,” Wale makes one resounding promise to his rap constituency: “I ain’t tryna be politically correct/But I won’t stop until I get my respect.”—ANSLEM SAMUEL




Attention Deficit Coming Soon...

Venus vs Mars

Jay-Z: Blueprint 3

Hova has done it again. Listened to this like 3 weeks ago (u know I gotta get it first), but I did actually go out and buy the album when it came out. Haven't got the chance to REALLY listen to it like I want, but I must say the old Jay is back. This is the The Dynasty Album/Blueprint 1 Jay-Z rappin on this album. So this one is a lot harder than American Gangsta and Kingdom Come. He goes in lyrically on every track. He has a lot more features on this album than usual but most of the features are really on the hook of the tracks besides a few. Check out a preview of one track called "Venus vs Mars" at the end of this vid...he raps a little bit of the lyrics from the 1st verse. Very clever song....



The 1st verse basically is talkin about man and woman...how opposites attract.
2nd verse is how they are alike
and the 3rd verse basically how their differences make them split.
Venus vs Mars.


Lyrics:

If Hov's a Blackberry Bold, then shorty is a Sidekick
She used to have a man, I used to have a side chick
Shorty got wind, I had to blow the chick off
We got rid of him, they both took the shit hard
Shorty played the piano, me I play with white keys
Shorty from the South – oh, I think she like me
Shorty like 'Pac; me? Big Poppa
She screamin "Hit 'Em Up", I'm screamin "Who Shot Ya?"
I'm on that red wine, shorty like white
Same shit different toilet, we both gettin nice
Me I'm from the Apple which means I'm a Mac
She's a PC, she lives in my lap

[Chorus: Jay-Z]
Shorty get it in (but daddy go hard)
Shorty get it in (da-d-daddy go hard)
Shorty get it in (but daddy go hard)
Shorty get it in (da-d-daddy go hard)
Shorty get it in (but daddy go hard)
Shorty get it in (da-d-daddy go hard)
Shorty get it in (but daddy go hard)
Shorty get it in, Venus vs. Mars

[Jay-Z]
Whether black or white, we both like Mike
We both like Jordans, we both feels Nikes
I finish my breakfast, shorty's out to lunch
Yeah we both eatin, it's better than brunch
Shorty like Pepsi, me I'm the Coke man
Body like a Coke bottle, I crush it like a Coke can
Started at the +window+, end up at the +wall+
The Ying to my Yang, I +skeet skeet+ off
Then it's salt-n-pepper back, shorty like the front
The Bonnie to my Clyde, both ridin shotgun
Both covered in gold, like C-3PO
James and Florida Evans – let the +Good Times+ roll (yeah)

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
Thought shorty was the truth – found out she was a cheater
We were supposed to "Takeover" – I caught her bumpin "Ether"
I thought shorty like Mike, found out she like Prince
Thought she was Adrien, it's been +Rocky+ ever since
My dollars was down, she left me for some euros
Took my whole flavor, I call her Coke Zero
We were co-MVP's, like Kobe and Shaq
Left me for the +Heat+, we were winnin back-to-back
Said I party too much, shorty got fed up
Shorty got Britney, shaved her whole head up
We used to make out, kissin each other's face off
Went for the Ponzi scheme - damn shorty just made off