13. DRUG BALLAD

in third grade, all I used to do, was sniff glue through a tube and play rubic’s cube.

00. MURDER SHE WROTE

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Because I’ve been feeling as though I’ve been neglecting one of the rappers on my big three list as of late, I’ve thrown the Roc Boys (Jay and ‘Ye!) back on the bench to give him some playing time. Eminem, that is. Instead of letting the audio bits on the last two rounds of the Marshall Saga flow through my ears, I decided to ditch his noble twelve step program and dig up some of Mr. Mathers oldie but goodies (i’ve taken the liberty to dub these “The Slim Shady Wonder Years”). Between the sounds of Em wreaking Amityville-esque terror, the grossosity that is Ken Kaniff, Kim Mather’s managing to turn to the one radio station her boyfriend hated during his murderous rampage, baby Hailie Jade tucked in the backseat of “dada’s” car as he delivered a g-rated explanation as to why mommy was tied up in the trunk with a “boo-boo” on her throat and “ketchup stains” dripping all over her shirt (that was fun-I would’ve kept going but the sentence is already insanely chunky), I decided it was only right that I post a classic piece from the Shady Series. Lurking behind that play button is the twin of the “Murder, Murder” track I posted back in February in which the borderline psychotic emcee tells a bizarre, yet comical, story of a crime-spree night that involved hitting trillions of licks. Like I said before, both tracks share the same felonious verses-they just ride over different beats. 

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00. Murder Murder - Eminem

I do believe this is an Eminem gem that honest stans (it just seems so ridiculous when I refer to myself a Marshall stan when HE coined the term, it feels redundant) would recognize and be able to recite all the words to. I first heard this bizarro storytelling track back in the beginning of the retro 2000’s, when I used to go on adventures that always consisted of stealing my older brother’s gang of mix CD’s to get a musical fix. Anyhow, one spin on my gray Memorex CD player and my “too young to hear such vulgar lyrics” ass loved it. I mean, how bad can a track about hitting a lick and mugging a lady for her Jag be when my 10 or 11 year old self had already sat through all 6 insane minutes of “Kim”-several times. As a rugrat, it was the fun references to post toasties, beanie babies, and how the price of Nintendo game consoles triple when they sell out in stores that really tickled my fancy. However, as a twenty-year old kid, I can wholeheartedly appreciate the cleverly constructed lyrics, Slim’s knack for storytelling, and still find time to snicker about the silliness of him colliding with an 80-year old lady and causing her to spill all of her groceries. Oh, and I can’t decide between this track or its twin “Murder She Wrote.” They share the same verses-but ride over different beats. I tend to think the beat and added chorus for the latter is more fitting for Em’s night of crime, but that’s just my shameless opinion. 

(via ballin-uncontrollably)

09. No Love (feat. Lil Wayne)

“I smell blood, I don’t give a fuck-keep giving them hell.”

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Maybe I’m just by my lonesome on this one, but I’m so fascinated by how Sir Justin Blaze took a flamboyant 90’s song, thats famous for the sideways head bop that accompanies it, and flipped it. A sample such as this one isn’t something you’d normally hear playing faintly in the background of a track that falls under the rap genre. Hell, I thought the line was drawn at sampling Orphan Annie. However, like most music aficionados, I love when producers purposely sought out to push a few buttons and envelopes. Throwing Haddaway on a track with the murderous Em and our friend Tunechi-works. Really well, I might add that. Not to mention it’s probably one of my most loved songs on Recovery. Oh, and I’m absolutely ticked that I missed these two performing this on SNL. It’s funny, they’re performing this at the home of the Roxbury skit that skyrocketed the success of “What Is Love?” 

04. Won’t Back Down

“How you douche bags feel knowing you’re disposable?”

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Simply because I found myself yawning up a storm and then suddenly my iPod shuffled to this track. Volume on full blast, mind you. Safe to say I’ve been re-energized. Spazzin’ like a goddamn Taz. 

15. Love The Way You Lie (ft. Rihanna)

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn, but that’s alright because I like the way it hurts…

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Love it.