In my world: Lil Wayne is still the hottest MC in the game (who else got the ‘Net goin’ nuts over fuckin’ snippets?). Hova is the GOAT (the prince of R&B Usher Raymond said it best: “My nigga Jigga is the best” Haaaaaa!). Nuff respect to Chucky D and Andre 3000, but the Kings from Queens still got the group belt (bullshit reality shows notwithstanding) And when it comes to the ladies: my queen is MC Lyte.
Pay attention young’n’s: Lil Kim took the blueprint and just threw some sex appeal on top. Lana Moorer was the original tough talkin’ BK broad with swagger out the ass. Shit, it’s deeper than just the “Paper Thin” vid I hipped y’all too in my first jump-off. You cocker spaniel bitches can’t fuck with her catalogue: “Cram To Understand,” “Cha Cha Cha,” “Survival of The Fittest,” “Cappuccino,” and the destruction of fellow female force Antoinette in two parts—“10% Diss” and “Shut The Eff Up! (Hoe).”
Still when the 90s came, Lyte wasn’t exactly stompin’. Rap fanatics like myself jumped back in horror at the first single from her third album 1991’s Act Like You Know. Here was our girl all dolled up with tons of face cake singing about being in love. Thankfully, the album still had “Poor Georgie” to keep the legacy alive.
Since then though it’s been few hits and a whole lotta misses. I respect what “Ruffneck” did for her career but I can’t fuck with it. I’m not afraid to admit though I got a soft spot for that Bad Boy remix of “Cold Rock A Party.” If you can’t get your two-step on to that you got a hole in your soul.
But as we know like boxers it’s hard for rappers to ride off into the sunset. That white horse be callin’ niggas. It seems like Lyte misses the limelight and is trying to comeback on the scene. Her new group is called Almost September comprised of two production weirdoes she met at Macy Gray recording session. The new single features KRS-One and Sleepy Brown? Yup it sounds as bad as it reads. Someone needs to tell dude to leave them mohawks to Puff.
Still no matter how horrible this project turns it out to be, I’m gonna just do what every true hip-hop head should do: ignore this mess and cry Lyte’s the best. The good outweighs the bad and watching legends fail to stay relevant makes me sad. Oh well, it’s Memorial Day, and Miss Rap Supreme is on tonight at 10. I’m gonna have an alcoholic beverage and a smile, I suggest you do the same.
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