memorable verses pt.1

Voglio iniziare questa rubrica dei "Versi Memorabili" (o almeno di quelli che lo sono per me) con questo pezzo di Murs con il featuring di Phonte prodotto da 9th Wonder (i loro dischi insieme li avrete sicuramente sentiti, e se non l'avete fatto recuperate perchè sono delle piccole perle). La strofa memorabile, manco a dirlo, è quella di Phonte: rabbia, flow, stile, wordplay "con la pala", in uno dei versi migliori di uno dei top mc underground al momento.
Di seguito vi copio il testo, come già fatto tempo fa con l'esclusivo di Royce the 5'9''.

I heard your style and I peeped you nigga
Your whole album I sleep through nigga
Cuz Tay's an avalanche so call an ambulance
And tell 'em to pick up ya people nigga
Don't call Farrakhan to squash it
Better yet call the sheriff and the coroner's office
Tell 'em there's a dead body on the corner of Lawson
and Alston, run quick proceed with caution
These motherfuckas really think that Tay done lost it
He sold a couple records now they thinkin he flossin
But I ain't stopped battling, I just stopped rattling off
rhymes for free cuz y'all was making me nauseous
Understand fucka I'm gon win regardless
I still got the hunger pangs from my apartment
When me and 9th was broke splittin cans of StarKist
Arguing about who LP was the hardest
With a handful of CDs ready to burn
Some real hip hop for you listening nerds
A year later hooked up with a nigga named Murs
Now everybody play our records for they women and churn
J League got the east coast getting the loot
Living Legends on the west coast, ready to shoot
Get a cell phone and call up the troops
Phonte - tailor-made for the game - y'all just following suit

(grazie a Kae per la revisione e correzione!)