| Mouthpi3ce 7-31-2009 |
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"You wonder why it's Mr. Pop-off/I drop bombs get ya spot knocked off. Through the hood with the rag top off/You ain't never seen it before, that's my fault. I'm a boss with a swag, homie, that's your loss/If you try and cross me that's go'n cost. Do the math I'm a laugh when the jag gas off/Spit shots that'll leave a haters face half off. Every time I slang scream danger, danger/I arrange the lines like clothes on a hanger. This boy met the world before he met Topanga/Thank God for Christ help me control my anger. Otherwise this Christian would still be gangsta/And write street cellblocks blaze'll shank ya/Sore like a canker tryin' to rob a banker Lord, I just wanna thank ya." Some may say he's braggin' and boastin' but when you got game like this you can brag and boast all day through Christ because everyone doesn't have the gift to spit gutter music and keep it clean at the same time. I know I may have seen my man's name here and there but I'm mad at myself that I haven't took the time to research him out. Maybe if I stretch past my east coast ways then my eyes would be enlightened to raw talent across the country. Check out Mouthpi3ce at www.myspace.com/mouthpiecemp3 Written by Moeski |
Music
I have many CD's and MP3's in my music collection but I still come across somebody that's dope that I have never heard of or if they have been out, I just haven't paid attention to. This past weekend I got hip to this dude named Mouthpi3ce (pronounced Mouthpiece) and homeboy had me just from the first few bars that I heard. As I listened to his whole CD I realized that my man has skills for real. Even though I'm a diehard northern hip hop head, Mouth represents the ATL and would give a few northern cats a run for their money lyrically. One song my man said,







