Got the idea for this from Blackink (as usual). Most of these are prolly songs I ain’t go no business listenin to. Some are just songs I could be embarrassed to admit I like so much. But here they go:
Alone Again (Naturally) – Gilbert O’Sullivan. One time this joint came on when I was in the middle of a bad break-up. It got quite misty out there.
Bitch Betta Have My Money – AMG. Actually, in this case I’m probably talking more about the album than the track. For whatever reason, and I’ve never been sure exactly what it was, I LOVE this album. I can play it from cover to cover with very little skippage. And I know good and well…
Bitches Ain’t Shit – Ben Folds. If Dr. Dre’s version ain’t bad enough, this one’s even worse. Lyric-for-lyric faithfulness, meaning that you got a white dude sayin — no, singin the word ‘nigga,’ on top of the whole rest of the song. It’s truly a mess. And I liiike it.
Infamous Prelude – Mobb Deep. Even though I never believed a word of the superduperkillanigga raps, this little speech? I dug this joint right from the get-go.
“..Yo, l’ll let y’all niggas know right now, you ain’t gotta waste your time or your money on your hospital bills; I don’t back down easy. And if you step to me on a personal level, it’s a good chance ya ass either gon get shot, stabbed, or knuckled down, one outta the three…” Classic.
Findum, Fuckum, & Flee – NWA. Horrible, horrible, horrible song. But Dre freaked that beat right! And the way he dropped the bass during Ren’s verse? Come on. That’s production right there, yo.
Good Morning Heartache – Ol’ Dirty Bastard. Only reason this is here is because I think it’s my favorite version of this song. Across the board. Like, if you asked me, ain’t nobody messin w/ this song better than Dirty. And it shouldn’t be that way. But it is.
Sing Song – Buddy Baker. The Beatnuts got their samples from everywhere. This song proves it. When you listen to it, it’s like they’re singing a list of the signs they see on the way home. It’s really absurd. Not absurdly good, just absurd, like somethin you’d think of when you’re good and high. Let alone to make a song off it. But then, about 2/3 of the way through the song, you hear that sample and then they flip to a jazzy walking bass and it’s like…okay, this joint got some traction to it.
Prince Ali – Aladdin Soundrack. Yup.

April 29th, 2009 at 11:02 pm
Wow, AMG IS a guilty pleasure. Emphasis on the guilt, from the first line … “It ain’t nothing like …” Don’t know how I forgot about that one.