(first published 10-29-10)
I’m on some reminiscence ish right about here! Feeling the East Coast circa Nineteen Nine Ty! And of course the Chubbster is high on my list. But I had nearly forgotten about him until my sister Val posted one of his old videos! That got my Chubb Rock juices flowing. Thanks Val!
It’s interesting for me to go back in time to those dope MCs and listen to them today with a critical ear and a bit of maturity and age on me. I have fond memories of those rap pioneers just one generation into the art form. And what do we see? These were some brilliant lyricists. They had complete control of the english language, and made it bend and bow to their lyrical will! But back then, you HAD to be good! Who would even DARE step to the mike if they knew they weren’t good?
One thing is for sure. The Chubbster was good! Since he came out of the shaft of his pops wood!! HA HA! Check out the lyricist and how he annihilates the mike!
(BTW, I wish I knew what that patwa is that the guy is sayin! My Jamaican breddas, please translate! 😀 )
Chubb rock comin back hard for nineteen nine-ty!
Word up, word up
Kick this out to my man rob swinga, hot dog dinky
Manager (? ) ev lover y’knahmsayin? dr. no, here we go..
It’s the hitman, yes the hitman, yo ya know it
The thirst quencher, the man on the sequencer
He was scared to kick a sixteen bar, he’s not a rap star
Not saying that I am, but I’m the jam
I’m going to kick a little not a dr. suess riddle
No cats in hats, fox in some socks
But to the dj jocks check your clocks
Half past what? time to bust nut
Not a pistachio; he uses a casio keyboard
And a tascam board
To kick in the p-50, get nifty
Born with the gift, time to get riffed
Not with the manufacturing of a spliff
He never rolled one; never sold none
The beats give me the high that brought fame to us
And, how we gonna kick it, how?
(just the two of us!)