Prodigy, prodigy, prodigy...i gota write this

[Sarr]

i was listening to a song called "Genesis" by prodigy

and its obvious this guy is a smart, deep thinking type of dude, you can tell by the content in that song

now i hear him, and he sounds stupid as fuck on his records (lyrics)...im starting to think he is one of those people that are smart, but thinks its cool to be dumb...so he acts stupid

im listening to the title track to Murda Muzik, and he fucken kills shit!
aswell as his verse on "family" (in which i think he totally outdoes nas as he has done on every collab they have done together)....and i feel bad for the bloke...he should be up there with jay-z,nas,tupac,biggie, rakim etc etc

just listening to his verse on songs like 'apostles warning' and 'live nigga rap' and then i compare it to his verses on the blood money album...it makes me really sad

i think he still has one of the best voices in hiphop...and he has picked up his flow since he went really laid back and lazy on the infamy era

i think its jay-z's fault prodigy is 1/8th the mc he used to be between 95-2000

i duno...im rambling...just glad he gave us hundreds of songs we can enjoy for a long arse time in those 5 ot 6 years when he was ontop of his game

i think the problem is that he used to tell stories from the projects...like for example;

"he tried to put the key in the ignition,
heard the faggot kid was petty snitchin,
givin info, but lucky for him,
cause we missed though,
we'll catch him on the rebound"

now he just raps about how he has a gun and he will shoot you if ya fuck around with him...haha i dont wana hear a dude rap about how he is gona kill me...

he should go back to his old style...resurect himself

and anyword on the current sales of their new album? i heard it didnt even touch 250 000

 

[troublesome2004]

Prodigy is still alive but his name is dead. He lost credibility. I still bump music from earlier periods of his career. Back in the time it was pleasure to listen him, now it's waste of time. For me personally, he's the biggest disappointment and the worst fall off in the game. Can't stop thinking of good old Infamous days...

 

[GhettoStar]

I vote him as the rapper who has fallen off the hardest....all you have to do is listen to his flow and voice on Live Nigga Rap

Yo NYC, U-N-I-verse, se-riously
Havoc and P, Queens niggaz so it seem to be
Monopolize, strategies of war, exercise, mega
Got word back from Noreaga
The D.A. got video cassette taper
The God with the God-U-Now, pullin a caper
Runnin up in the spot, mask and duct taped up
Pig tied they motherfuckin wrists to they ankles
I been through, crime shit my niggaz in-to
Peep the issue situation like this, we stickin him too
JFK on our way to L.A.
Got links with big cats down to Santa Barbre (Barbara)
My crew do it the Mobb way, everyday
Crime pay, who wanted gunplay? Drill me
Niggaz kill me, thrillin me, you wanna look?
Peep the nine milli, now undress, you know the drill-y
Niggaz suspect, weak links pose threats, I have yet
to met challenger who go against my set
Gem stars razor sharp like Gilette, shavin closely on
any character approach me
I let the streets get the best of me, infamy, my destiny
While cat burg-lars tryin to sneak peep the recipe
Inside my rap cookbook, paragraphs is gourmet
You pay about $5,000 a plate

Your Beef is Mine

Let me start from the beginning, at the top of the list
KnowhatI'mean? Have a situation like this
Another war story from a thirsty young hustler
Won't trust ya, I'd rather bust ya, and leave your corpse
for the cops to discover, while I be dippin in the Range Rover
All jewelled like Liberace
You watch me while Jakes tryin to knock me and lock me
But I'll be on the low sippin Asti Spumante
Niggaz try to creep on the side of my jeep
Stuck the heat through the window rocked they ass to sleep
Over a 3-pack, it was a small thing really yeah
but keep lettin them small things slide and be a failure
If I'm out of town one of my crew'll take care of ya
The world is ours and your team's inferior
You wanna bust caps I get, all up in your area
Kidnap your children make the situation scarier
Life is a gamble, we scramble for money
I might crack a smile but ain't a damn thing funny
I'm caught up in the dirt where your hands get muddy
Plus the outcome turns out to be lovely
Got G's in my pocket hit off my main squeeze
Push back, the sunroof, let the cold air breeze
through the butter soft leather upholestry
But mostly, keep the gat closely, cuz niggaz wanna toast


and then compare that shit to Outta Control remix

You already know how it go I bang I shine
I play I stay I'm goin for mine
I'm young I'm black I'm rich and yes
I'm ghetto than the motherfuckin project steps
I'm cool I'm calm you lookin real stressed
I'm strapped I'm armed kid hold your head
I'm known for Gat poppin, when I got problems
I don't run, I just gun you all up
But we ain't come here to start no drama
We just lookin for our future baby mamas
With money with face with style and body
I cook I clean I swear that mami
Just as long as you don't go off and tell nobody
I go down low, I'm lyin I'm tryin my best to let you know
Sugar pop get at P The Doc beat make it easy to get 'em in the bed sheets


and then have a party

Listen - you can call me Gambino P or V.I.P.
My wrists could buy a bitch a Ph.D
My rings alone could pay for you to eat
For the next few years I'm so icy kid
My flow is long money, my face is Hollywood
My tattoos gon' keep me with a thug part though
My attitude is universal, get harmed - call money
When we get back to Queens we gon' hurt you
Can't afford to ride, you gettin stomped out
I got a team of dimes, they all thonged out
Ready to line you up and take you out
My girls is hot man, they hard to turn down
You pee in your drawers lookin like you're Mexican
After lil' shorty wop wop break you off a lil' bit
You so stupid, we so much rich
And who braggin? I'm just tryin holla at the chicks like


while Havoc has not dropped off too much, its a damn shame that Prodigy is whack, least when he was running his mouth at everyone he had soem skill to back it up now...shoot lets just hope its cuz of the Sickle Cell.

 

[Cyence]

P's fall is a bigger mystery than The Sphinx.

 

[XIAN]

Yeah it's like ever since Loud went down, he's been trying to break into the club shit, and he turned against the streets. Like he really wants to be 50 Cent or mainstream-Jay.

 

[W210]

I was listening to In gatz we trust the other day. Makes me wanna buy an AK.