Motion Picture Ish

Yesterday Talib Kweli came through the office for our weekly Spotlight Ustream show, and along with giving a dope interview (props to all parties involved), he offered plenty of food for thought. [Watch here] One particular topic that caught my attention was Kweli’s comments on Jay Electronica’s verse from “Just Begun.”

When Rob asked Kwe who he thought had the best verse on the Reflection Eternal posse cut, J.Cole, Jay, Mos Def or himself he explained the merits of everyone’s rhymes. As far as Elec, he said the Roc Nation signee’s words were the most vivid.

Feelin’ out of place as I whistle a cab down/If I tip extra can I huff a cig/Blow my smoke out the window/Droppin’ ashes on the bridge.”

Although in my opinion, Cole undoubtedly had the best verse, my favorite part of the song is that one line. Why, you might ask? Because I saw that shit. Because I’m from BK; born, raised and still live in BK, probably ’til the day I die, and unfortunately I smoke cigarettes- and not much gives me more pleasure than a cabbie who lets me light up as we’re crossing the Brooklyn Bridge. I saw Elec, better yet, I felt Elec taking a pull of his cigarette, window down, staring out onto the Watchtower as he anticipated getting home. And that my friends, is some motion picture shit.

I love rap; I love books; I love movies; I love stories; I love art; I love shit that transports me to another world. My favorite MCs are the ones who at their best are doin’ just that— paintin’ pictures or as Khaled says, makin’ movies (IT’s A MOVIE!!!) like my man Martin Scorcese. And as far as I’m concerned, when it comes to illustrating portraits, nobody’s fuckin’ with Ghostface. Ghost is so ill, I’m surprised that Quentin Tarantino hasn’t done something with him. I mean I understand why he worked with Rza—Pretty Toney can’t produce no film score—but when that man gets in the booth, he might as well be pressing record on the friggin’ cameras.

Let’s view the highlight reel real quick.

Shakey Dog
On “Shakey Dog” Tone tells the story of a heist with his dopey partner in crime, gone wrong. We follow them in the car ride as they’re  on their way to the jux (getting high and eatin’) and into the apartment building where it all unfolds.

[Audio:http://www.xxlmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/02-Shakey-Dog.mp3]

Key scenes
Clouds of smoke/Music blastin’from the Arab V blunted/Whip’s smellin’ like shit from 1-2-5th/Throwin’ ketchup on my fries/Hittin’ baseball spliffs/Back seat with my leg all stiff/ ‘Push the fuckin’ seat up!’ …

This is the spot/Yo son, your burner cocked/These fuckin’ maricons on the couch watchin’ Sanford and Son/ Passin’ they rum/ Fried plantains and rice/ Big round onions on the t-bone steak/’My stomach growlin’ yo I want some’/ Hold on somebody comin’/Get behind me/ Knock on the door/ Act like you stickin’ me up/ put the joint to my face/ Push me in quickly when the bitch open up/ Remember you don’t know me/ Blast him if he reach for his gun/ ‘Yo who goes there?’/ Toney!/’ Toney, one second homie’…

Walk Around
“Walk Around” is about presumably the first time Ghost shot someone and how the experience affected him.

[Audio:http://www.xxlmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/05-Walk-Around.mp3]

Key Scene
It was him/ The corner store and the buttered roll/ The shit dropped when I gave him two stomach holes/ One to the face/ He fell sideways/ I was up close/ A part of his nose was stuck to my padre’s/Standin’ over him shakin’/ Kids screamin’/ He slapped my girl/ That’s the reason why I was fiendin’ and leanin’/ Everything got real slow/ I ain’t hear shit/ My word/At least 40 seconds I stood there stiff…

It’s Over
This song goes through two scenarios in which Starks got caught red handed doing the wrong thing. In the last verse, he tells a story about his wife catchin’ him with his side girl at the Best Western hotel.

[Audio:http://www.xxlmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/08-Its-Over.mp3]

Key Scene
Next thing she layin’ in the ’Tel lobby/Spotted me/ Tippin’ the doorman holdin’ hands with my bitch beside me/ My heart dropped/Everything stopped/Scared to death/ Told my broad to keep it movin’ ’cause I just got knocked/ Don’t turn around/ As soon as she did she bust a shot/ Course she told security drop when she touched the glock/ I had the dumb face on/ long face on/ Didn’t say shit/ not even cough or spit/ my bitch was gone…

I could go on for days with examples of Ghostdini’s vivid pen game, but what I wanna know is, what are some of your favorite cinematic verses? —Jesse Gissen

  • grammy Davis

    Meet The Parents by Jay-Z shoulda been mentioned SON!!!!

  • alderman j

    to all the killas and the hundred dolla billas/ to real niggas who aint got no feelings/ i got u stuck off the realness/ we be the infamous you heard of us/ official queesnbridge murderes/ the mob come equipped for warfare/beware/ of my crime family who got much shots to share/for all those/ WHO WANNA PROFILE AND POSE/ROCK YOU IN YA FACE STAB YA BRAIN WITH YA NOSE BONE/ you all alone in these streetz cousin/every man for himself in this land we be gunnin/and keep these shook crew runnin/ like they suppose to/they come around but they can come close too/i can see it inside your face/ you in the wrong place/ cowards like you just get they whole bodies laced up/with bullet holes and such/speak the wrong words man and you will get touched/you can put your whole army against my team and/guarantee itll be your very last time breatnhing/your simple words just dont move me/you minor/we mojor/all up in the game and dont deserve to be a player/dont make me have to call your name out/your crew is featherweight/my gunshots will make you levitate/im only nineteen but my mind is old/and when things get real my warm heart turns cold/another nigga deceased another story is told/ it aint nothin really/hey yo don spark the philly/so i can get my mind off these yellowback nigga/why they still around i dont know go figure/MEANWHILE BACK IN QUEENS THE REALNESS AND FOUNDATION/IF I DIE I COULDNT CHOOSE A BETTER LOCATION/WHEN THE SLUG PENTRATES/FEEL THE BURNING SENSATION/GETTING CLOSER TO GOD IN A TIGHT SITUATION/TAKE THESE WORDS DOWN AND THINK IT THROUGH /OR THE NEXT RHYME I RIGHT MIGHT BE ABOUT YOU!!!!

  • LEEK

    I always been a fan of Ghost’s story telling songs since Motherless Child. Back then the only songsI thought that could be that was I Gave You Power.

  • http://www.bboycult.com Don mcCaine

    I HOPE THIS AIN’T ALL OF THE PRESS GHOST IS GETTING FROM UNIVERSAL, IN THE FORM OF A BLOG FOR HIS DEC.21 PROJECT…if it is that’s fUxed up…

    The whole ‘Wildflower’ song
    The 1st verse on ‘Apollo Kids’
    Ghost’s verse on ‘Fish’
    Ghost’s verse on ‘Camay’
    Ghost’s 2 verses on ‘Ghost Deini’
    The whole ‘Malcolm’ song
    Ghost’s verse on ‘Verbal Intercourse’
    Ghost’s verse on ‘Criminology’
    Ghost & Rae on ‘Heaven & Hell’

    DON’T MAKE ME FLOOD THIS THREAD WITH A 100 STARKS QUOTES

  • Worley

    Co-sign Don McCaine. We’ve been seeing a lot of posts about Ghost all of a sudden. Shame on you Def Jam if that is all the marketing y’all do for Ghost.

    Ghost’s verse on “Motherless Child” is rap cinema at its best. Throw in the “Last Night (Skit)” from Pretty Toney. “All I need is You,” “Outta Town Shit, “The Hilton,” “Strawberry,” “Beauty Jackson,” “Columbus Exchange,” “The Juks.” Ghost’s verse on “Impossible.” Too many quotables, but I’ll leave y’all with the last verse from “Beat the Clock.”

    We left the jewelry store, feelin’ like we left the morgue
    We was frozen, and I bought an iced out Trojan
    That’s for pussies whose golden, who got Toney wide open
    I put my ring up to my man’s waves and seen the ocean
    Move like a wolf dipped in sheep’s clothing
    Snatch the money bag off the milk truck and kept boating
    I be potent like ibuprofen, I be coastin’
    With two shotties on me, in your grimiest lobby smokin’

  • flavorblade

    I’m surprised by the number of M.C’s out there that Can’t tell a decent story. Storytelling definitely separates the men from the boys. Fans of intricate storytelling need to check out Gza’s Pro Tools too.

  • http://www.bboycult.com Don mcCaine

    “I had to run up on this King I Divine(KID), for his shines
    He saw the stash and caught my mailbox for eighty dimes
    He saw me stashin, like a pipewing for mega fiends
    I held it down like the finger fly miraculous King
    Peep through the heavy small, get the camoflouge, Starks master in charge,
    pushin through every buildin, sippin egg nog
    Niggaz know my status God body carry big batters
    Fiends know me for my blue bags, besides smackin crabs and earnin mine
    this fish eye cat, gotta get his back bent
    What the hell just made him fuck with my intelligence?
    Back to pollyin and I heard some noise in back of 212
    There go Lord Shamell, faggot made a sale
    He’s sellin MY shit, I should slap fire out his ass
    Snap his bones in half and watch the stock market crash
    I walked up on him, he had the nerve to say “Peace God”
    Ain’t nuttin Peace God, you stole now we out in the streets…”-’Who’s The Champion’

    ^ #givethisniggahisprops

  • http://www.bboycult.com Don mcCaine

    “MC Ultra, high-brolic bank roll alcohol vulture
    Garlic balls dice the shield of ocre
    Tally ho pitty-pat backgammon pro
    Pink salmon five spring rolls know me, you love my intro
    Half a face wig sewed together like Manhattan Chase
    Lookin like statue of praise, check behind the drapes
    Castor Troy layin for Travolta mic gun pump
    Layin on the floor Clark’s bleedin watermelon chunks
    Hold up… sprinkle the hash, Tony Chapstick
    Snatch RZA last piece of fish right off the glass dish
    Butter roll beats bagel tracks wavey hair decks
    Lay it down straw hat style, Butterball crown
    Time life investments, when broke I wrote the old testament
    Crashed domes now perform excellence
    Words with the President, brunch with Yeltsin
    Gorbachev under Meth’s nuts, he out in Belgium
    Six and a half monkeys, twelve nazis
    Four disappear, three eight two one flash to thin air
    God’s replica no wheel drive motionless mind cresica
    Tilt the hat like Esther”-’The Game’ w/Rae, Prodigy & Pete Rock

    ^ THIS THE N^GGA THAT NEEDS A DECODED BOOK…

  • Worley

    Stella D’oro rap breadstick, David Berkowitz
    Einstein birthday hit, now nurture it
    M.G.M. front row seat tonight, no drinks
    Purified cleanse, ran into some beef up in the men’s
    Fixed the sawed off, Wu-Tang tore me off the cross
    All you saw was white meat, skin hangin off
    Thesis words from the Arch Bishop, some call the six up
    The Betty Crocker, marble cake slit ya wrist up
    Wax janitor, black Jack Mulligan from Canada
    Slam dance, tarantula style, youse a fan of the
    Monopoly king, Slavic poetry
    Carnegie Hall’s off the hook, let’s push through the armory
    Mack truck hitting soloist, soul controllers
    Behold of the thousand teeth fist, swift and boneless

    Ghost, “Bells of War”

    Gotta throw in “MGM.” That whole track is one vivid picture.

  • Worley

    Scientific, my hand kissed it
    Robotic let’s think optimistic
    You probably missed it, watch me dolly dick it
    Scotty watty copper tip it, big microphone hippie
    Hit Poughkepsie crispy chicken verbs throw up a stone richie
    Chop the O, sprinkle a lil’ snow inside a Optimo
    Swing the John McEnroe, rap rock’n'roll
    Tidy Bowl, gung-ho pro, Starsky with the gumsole
    Hit the rum slow, parole kids, live Rapunzel
    but Ton’ stizzy really high, the vivid laser eye guy
    Jump in the Harley ride, Clarks I freak a lemon pie
    I’m bout it, bout it – Lord forgive me, Ms. Sally shouted
    Tracey got shot in the face, my house was overcrowded
    You fake cats done heard it first
    On how I shitted on your turf
    that time, Cuban Link verse yo
    Check out the rap kingpin, summertime fine jewelry drippin
    Face in the box, I seen your ear twitchin
    As soon as I drove off, Cap’ came to me with three sawed-offs
    Give one to Rae’, let’s season they broth
    Lightning rod fever heaters, knock-kneeder Sheeba for hiva
    Diva got rocked from the receiver bleeder
    Portfolio, lookin fancy in the pantry
    My man got bigger dimes son, your shit is scampi
    Base that, throw it to ya mouth, don’t waste that
    See Ghost lampin in the throne with King Tut hats
    Straight off

    Ghost, “Nutmeg”

    Def Jam stop shittin’ on this man.

  • sealsaa

    Props to Ghost. I went to the Wu Tang Reunion show this past weekend in San Diego, and Ghost stopped in the middle of the show and signed my Ironman album cover. No bullshit, I put that on my kids. Ghost is a real dude. Can’t wait to cop the album later on this month.

  • David HussleSoft

    Andre 3K – The Art of Story Telling
    Nas – One Love
    Jay-Z – Coming of Age 1 and 2
    Snoop – Murder Was The Case
    Ice Cube – Once Upon The Time In The Projects
    Memph Bleek- Stay Alive In New York City and the last verse of Regular Cat

  • http://www.bboycult.com Don mcCaine

    I see XXL didn’t post my previous offering…S’ok

    Sh^t like this proves to me that 90% of the cats who comment DON’T KNOW SH^T ABOUT THE MUSIC, but know all about an artist’s personal life and PRESS to draw conclusions and type opinions.

    Don’t bother saying Ghost ain’t relevant, because Jesse already asked y’all to name YOUR fave story rap (that didn’t have to be Ghost), and seeing how all of the new cats getting in the door can’t crack 60K with a few exceptions PROVES a lot of y’all don’t SUPPORT sh^t, but are quick to TALK/TYPE sh^t.

    #admityourarappergroupieandnotahiphopmusiclover

    • oskamadison

      Don McCaine, what the deal?

      “…90% of the cats who comment DON”T KNOW SH^Y ABOUT THE MUSIC, but know all about an artist’s personal life…”

      The truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help me God. Also: “this the one that needs a Decoded”.

      Here’s some Ghost joints for ya: Alex (Stolen Script) from More Fish, White Linen (Toney Awards) from The Big Doe Rehab, Can It Be All So Simple (remix) from Cuban Linx I and the joint off Cuban Linx II where his man walked in and caught him gettin’ head from his pregnant girlfriend, I forget the name. Damn, Ghost is a walkin’ motion picture.

      A couple of bonus joints: Nas’ Blaze a 50 and the best story I ever heard told in Hip-Hop: De La Soul’s Millie Pulled A Pistol On Santa.

  • http://www.bboycult.com Don mcCaine

    oska whaddup?

    here’s a good example:

    Kid Cashier said on Dec 4th on the Birdman/Kim/Nicki Minaj thread that “I’m twenty two and i promise on my life i’ll school anyone on this rap shit… why? cause i listen to it all.”

    ^ so where’s your “class” at when we’re talking about MUSIC…

    I can throw in Ghost’s ‘Guest House’ joint of off his last album in this convo too…Das Efx’ ‘The Act’…NO one can name ‘N^ggaz Bleed’ & ‘Somebody Got To Die’ from Biggie? The EASIEST one for Ghost is ‘All That I Got(Is You)’…’I Gave You Power’ from Nas anyone?

  • Dick B.

    These aren’t even Ghost’s best stories.
    I’ll tell you one that is like that though, “R.A.G.U.” it’s crazy how Rae and Ghost worked together on that song to paint that picture in the song. On top of that the beat was ill too.

    • http://www.bboycult.com Don mcÇaine

      What????

      Show and prove…copy and paste or fall back…

      • Dick B.

        What you talking ’bout?

        • http://www.bboycult.com Don mcCaine

          “These aren’t even Ghost’s best stories”

          ^ according to which stories? RAGU is 1…which other ones yo? OVERstand I’m not throwing darts at you…but alotta these cats DON’T KNOW what you’re speaking on, because they don’t know the MUSIC, but WILL ride with a comment like that 2 hate ya heard?

          • oskamadison

            D McCaine,

            Almost all the joints mentioned was from his RELEASED catalog. Go to his unreleased joints, we’ll be here for a while. Let’s start with “The Watch”. Also another joint off Fishscale, Underwater. How ill a story is that?

  • Malik

    No mention of ‘Child’s Play’ yet? Come on man.

    • oskamadison

      True, true. What about “Run” from the Pretty Toney Album?

  • http://www.emcdl.com EmCDL

    @ Worley

    Nutmeg was that ish!

  • Philly Blue

    How bout Hollow Bones of The W Album

    Outside the check cashin
    flashin
    dipped in fashion
    5 cherry face faggots tried to cash in…
    Make very little noise
    my shit hiccup
    dont make this big stick up
    big up me and the boys
    i thought for a second then chose
    rather than froze
    Had the Gemstar in my hand
    Yo what the fuck yo?
    thats when i ripped Timothy…

    Cant make out everything he says in the verse, but those some vivid bars

    Plus:
    Malcolm
    Strawberry
    The watch
    Real Live Shit (REMIX)
    Whos the Champion