Are you fully aware of what your children, grandchildren, or even great grandchildren are listening to, watching, and possibly idolising? Here are The Island Boys once again to give some idea of what's out there.
Videos such as this are commonplace. They idolise violence, the destruction of language, crime, drugs, drug-dealing, and easy money. Rap styles such as Drill, Gangsta Rap, and Horrorcore, are designed to glorify everything that is alien to decency, learning, family values, and even the idea of employment. I don't wish to over-exaggerate this, but to the fragile mind this can be very dangerous. You only have to see how many Rap 'artists' end-up amongst the obituaries.
These two are, frankly, rather pathetic. They are pretending to be 'hard', but no-one is fooled. They'll probably come to a sticky end. I was very amused by their running like disabled Ducks, with their trousers falling down; anything but the hard gangsters they pretend to be.
If this is commonplace now, just imagine what the world may be subjected to in the future. I always said, when at school, that if The Beatles has sung a song about the conjugation of Latin Verbs (Amo, Amas, Amat, etc) that the country's youth would have learned them by heart. Music IS an extremely powerful tool.
May I suggest watching the video, then reading the lyrics afterwards. None of it makes sense, but they give an insight into a devious subculture.
Ya, i got the stick n all of the stick
N i show that a choppa it ra-ain
I got a bullet i got all the bullets
I show them they gra-ave, ya
I got a bitch and she bad
And she showing us ass, cause she making it rai-in, ya
Stick to my time n, i to keep it
Ar-15 and i spra-ay
I got codein prome-ethizine, inside of the trunk
I count up money, n yall could really see this blue in bulk
Iuh k-keep it on time, a nigga s-seen it
N now they star-struck
Keeping my time n they having some fun
While i be jus clapping the buns
Walk in the club then show them my time
And i just so fam-mous
I-ma just sing it, cause im from real gun-shine
Don't stay or you get to see uh the sun, yea-ah
Walk down on nigga, but i could just do it
Why they get so run, yеa-ah
Beggin us in it, waste all of my time
N thеy saying like niggas my son uh uhn
You gonna play, dis my time n i say, whats up oh blood-od
In this street they show to no love
You coulda sent it, lets go to get wrote
Ar 15 they play it like now
7 point 62 bullets right now
Ima just do it n show to my mamma
Lets make her just pro-oud
You better send it n im smoking uh gas
And its in it, is lou-ud, ya
You get to play with a 9, not every 10
Like n i said it again
You shoulda show us, but you don't bring friends
You show no nothing, no you show tha trend
You don't make everything, plan ain't no-seennse, ya
You don't make nothing, but you don't make nothing
But i came from nothing, and now i'm just something, ya
Yaa yaa now im a blessing, n yaa yaa having no set
Ya, i got the stick n all of the stick
N i show that a choppa it ra-ain
I got a bullet i got all the bullets
I show them they gra-ave, ya
I got a bitch and she bad
And she showing us ass, cause she making it rai-in, ya
Stick to my time n, i to keep it
Ar-15 and i spra-ay
I got codein prome-ethizine, inside of the trunk
I count up money, n yall could really see this blue in bulk
Iuh k-keep it on time, a nigga s-seen it
N now they star-struck
Keeping my time n they having some fun
While i be jus clapping the buns
{flyysoulja}
Im like ya run up, on all of them, n all of these ba-andz, ayy
All of these bitches they say that they love me
You kno-ow i be sagging
You just a want me to fuck you , cause you just a gas stop store, ya
Ima just with my brother, and we just day gaze, yaa
Im like im jus in miama, where my zaws at
We just on that gang, and we be on that gang, ya
Talk right, yea with six tight
N this bitch i got them sticks, aye
You know what it is, aye
All of my bitches they say that they love me
You know im living god, im just a blessing
You know i keep all, yahh ah
N i show that a choppa it ra-ain
I got a bullet i got all the bullets
I show them they gra-ave, ya
I got a bitch and she bad
And she showing us ass, cause she making it rai-in, ya
Stick to my time n, i to keep it
Ar-15 and i spra-ay
I got codein prome-ethizine, inside of the trunk
I count up money, n yall could really see this blue in bulk
Iuh k-keep it on time, a nigga s-seen it
N now they star-struck
Keeping my time n they having some fun
While i be jus clapping the buns
Walk in the club then show them my time
And i just so fam-mous
I-ma just sing it, cause im from real gun-shine
Don't stay or you get to see uh the sun, yea-ah
Walk down on nigga, but i could just do it
Why they get so run, yеa-ah
Beggin us in it, waste all of my time
N thеy saying like niggas my son uh uhn
You gonna play, dis my time n i say, whats up oh blood-od
In this street they show to no love
You coulda sent it, lets go to get wrote
Ar 15 they play it like now
7 point 62 bullets right now
Ima just do it n show to my mamma
Lets make her just pro-oud
You better send it n im smoking uh gas
And its in it, is lou-ud, ya
You get to play with a 9, not every 10
Like n i said it again
You shoulda show us, but you don't bring friends
You show no nothing, no you show tha trend
You don't make everything, plan ain't no-seennse, ya
You don't make nothing, but you don't make nothing
But i came from nothing, and now i'm just something, ya
Yaa yaa now im a blessing, n yaa yaa having no set
Ya, i got the stick n all of the stick
N i show that a choppa it ra-ain
I got a bullet i got all the bullets
I show them they gra-ave, ya
I got a bitch and she bad
And she showing us ass, cause she making it rai-in, ya
Stick to my time n, i to keep it
Ar-15 and i spra-ay
I got codein prome-ethizine, inside of the trunk
I count up money, n yall could really see this blue in bulk
Iuh k-keep it on time, a nigga s-seen it
N now they star-struck
Keeping my time n they having some fun
While i be jus clapping the buns
{flyysoulja}
Im like ya run up, on all of them, n all of these ba-andz, ayy
All of these bitches they say that they love me
You kno-ow i be sagging
You just a want me to fuck you , cause you just a gas stop store, ya
Ima just with my brother, and we just day gaze, yaa
Im like im jus in miama, where my zaws at
We just on that gang, and we be on that gang, ya
Talk right, yea with six tight
N this bitch i got them sticks, aye
You know what it is, aye
All of my bitches they say that they love me
You know im living god, im just a blessing
You know i keep all, yahh ah
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Terribly terribly depressing. Unless classical music and the learning of a musical instrument is made compulsory from the age of 7 in our education systems we are doomed
ReplyDeleteI agree; depressing indeed.
DeleteMy poetry tutor thinks these rappers are marvellous and their words representative of the feelings of the country. I tell him they are not.
ReplyDeleteHe may be right about certain rappers, but certainly not about rappers of this ilk.
DeleteAre those lyrics supposed to make sense? Because to me they don't. In the beginning of the clip I wanted to reach in and tell those boys to pull their pants up, no one needs to see your underwear. That's a really stupid fashion choice. I couldn't watch more than a minute, the constant lighting flashes hurt my eyes.
ReplyDeleteNo one in my entire family likes rap music.
Rap music usually has a 'c' in front of it, as far as I'm concerned. I really dislike so-called music that encourages violence, crime, disrespect for authority, etc.
DeleteKeeping in mind that's it the duty of the older to criticise the music of the young and remembering that the male musicians of my youth wore makeup, tight spandex clothes, jacked up hair and high heeled boots, I don't have any issue with the way they dress. But the lyrics are dreadful. Such rap has been around for a long time and I do not like it and I don't think many people, young or old, would think it was anything else but rubbish. I am particularly turned off rap music when men refer to their 'bitch' and it is oh so common.
ReplyDeleteThe lyrics are appalling. I would have imagined that such language was 'actionable'.
DeleteI once came across a marvellous wrap artist in Harrods. It was a few days before Christmas and she wrapped my wife's new sheepskin slippers so expertly - finishing the job off with a neatly tied pink silk ribbon.
ReplyDeleteMy best ever was in Thornton's (chocs). It was a large round box, and her expertise was staggering.
DeletePersonally, I see no value in most rap music. Yet, it does have a presence and says something about our culture and society.
ReplyDeleteBut what it does say isn't very pleasant. Not a good example to young people.
DeleteI don't understand the whole 'gansta-wannabe' culture, where you have young white males adopting the style and talk of the gangsta, calling themselves and their friends 'my nigga'. Talk about cultural appropriation....
ReplyDeleteChildren are being brought up in a world that is increasingly violent in my country. I see it with my own eyes. They play violent video games and they listen to violent music that glorifies the violent and dark. Parents don't see the problem because, sadly, they are the first generation to have been exposed to it. Once desensitized, they don't see it as a problem. And so the second generation learns.
I glad that you see it the same way as I do. I think it's more serious than people imagine. A whole generation is being subjected to a culture of violence and 'evil'. I heard of more shootings in the US yesterday; it's all related.
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