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With this we conclude the tour, the Teach-Hop ->
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Do you want a disgusted and angry Gangsta video, so you can understand the difference? -> <- Can you hear it? The rhythm is still upbeat, right? You just need to understand what the hell a rapper is saying before you review it. Someone had to tell you that it’s a genre made of words and not notes, and here I am. But videos help, have you ever seen West going around shooting? I haven't.
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<< Lobotomy and punctuations the traveling theater of nonsense is almost complete. >> Ah, I’m the one spouting nonsense? Bro, you wrote that Hip Hop is a musical genre, and not content with that, you added that it’s different from Rap. That’s nonsense, I pointed it out to you and you act as if nothing happened. Then you took an album from someone who only talks about women and how great he is in his perfect world, and you wrote that the guy is disgusted. That’s nonsense, I pointed it out to you and you act as if nothing happened. Then you picked an album from someone who is anti-drugs and pro-religion, and you wrote that he’s angry and Gangsta. Someone who sponsors religion and no-drugs, Gangsta. That’s nonsense, but you don’t respond to the points, you just stick to being Gangsta with me. Not to mention adjectives like “dark, psychedelic, and confusing” slapped onto a Rap album. West doesn’t appeal to me, but I can understand who might like it; it’s not bad. Yet you didn’t write “I like West,” you wrote a ton of immense nonsense that means you don’t know English, you have no idea where Rap comes from, and you write reviews finding adjectives you like by randomly selecting from a predefined list. You review a rapper without knowing what he’s talking about, and you expect applause? This is a music site, and your review is full of objective bullshit, beyond “I like it / I don’t like it,” those are bullshit. If you don’t think so, enlighten me; maybe it’s me who doesn’t have the ear of the past and confuses “pussy” with “gun” and “sex” with “murda.”
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Oh Anarchj, why are you giving a thumbs down? Explain to me the peculiarities of the "rap music genre" and those of the "hip hop music genre" then. You can't just give thumbs down and walk away; come on, a bit of decorum at least during Christmas.
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Look, I'll tell you the Christmas rap track, Daialeitedd Pihphol <- I hope you'll understand the difference.
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<< rock/tribal, sometimes psychedelic, pulsating and "confused" but captivating, All Of The Lights (featuring Rihanna) >> Damn, Rihanna from umbrella? Psychedelic, pulsating, even confusing, but always captivating. Well, let's listen to it, right? Bro, are you serious?
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The last sentence is a wonder to be framed in a single post << Recommended for all Hip-Hop enthusiasts and "gangsta" sounds, >> Mamminimo, it's just gangsta party time but look what you made me remember ahahahahahaghahahahaha
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No no I can't take it << . Dirty sounds and disgusted and angry vocal tones represent the soul of Monster, So Appalled, Hell Of A Life >> But who? Keni Uest? You sure about that? Damn, I went to listen to them because you never know... ... oh my god, is it too harsh to say that girls love his accent? And what about this -> have you ever had sex with a pharaoh/I put the p-ssy in a sarcophagus/now she claiming I bruise her esophagus <- They even censored Nigga and Motherfucker, talk about being harsh! Wow, he really is a beast with the ladies, what a badass, I wonder what the hell Keni has! But the best is Hell Of A Life ahahahaha this one is the most badass! have you lost your mind / tell me what you think, we've crossed the line / no more drugs for me / pussy and RELIGION is all I need / grab my hand / baby we'll live a hell of a life...run forrest...ruuuuuuunnnn...
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<< In a distant era, Rap and Hip Hop were born. Two musical genres >> Enough, it's 2011. This isn't just a one-time thing; it's a lifetime review license suspension. And on a review of Kanye West, of all things, no, really, no. On Christmas Day, too. I’ll leave aside the adjectives to describe "the dark part of the album" (!), the first sentence is more than enough. Darius must die; create a fake identity that has never heard Black Music and return cleansed of sin in the new year.