For Hip Hop...Rode NTK/Phoenix DRS-1 or RODE NTK Great River Mp1nv
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Either one. I doubt you'll notice much of a difference for hip hop, no offense.
He's right and he's wrong. But yea ignornace is rampant everywhere. But mainstream hip hop is total shit so i dunno if i can totaly argue. Most of the good underground stuff isn't listened to by 99 percent of hip hop listeners. The kind of people who think dr dre, eminem and jay z is good hip hop i mean.
MISTERQCUE
Not Just Anutha Brutha
Go with the time tested, all-everything, SM-ack 58!
lol Dre is one of the most talented music writers in the history of music
Jay Z is a lyrical genius(i'm not into his music, but dig beneath the surface, the guy is good)
and eminem the same thing...
and i barely listen to those cats, i'm into underground rap...
people have a lot of hostility towards hip-hop...but sh-t it's nothin new, the underdogs are always ridiculed and mocked
Jay Z is a lyrical genius(i'm not into his music, but dig beneath the surface, the guy is good)
and eminem the same thing...
and i barely listen to those cats, i'm into underground rap...
people have a lot of hostility towards hip-hop...but sh-t it's nothin new, the underdogs are always ridiculed and mocked
MISTERQCUE
Not Just Anutha Brutha
moeses said:
................and gettin' PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!
Alright . . .
Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don't be afraid to care.
Leave, but don't leave me.
Look around, choose your own ground.
For long you live and high you fly . . .
And smiles you'll give, and tears you'll cry,
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.
Run, Rabbit, run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done,
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.
For long you live, and high you fly,
But only if you ride the tide.
And balanced on the biggest wave,
You race towards an early grave.
Sounds like someone knows how to represent the daily, futile struggles we face in life rather poetically.
How 'bout a corny love song?
all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
in your eyes
the light the heat
I am complete
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
the resolution of all the fruitless searches . . .
Any of your rapper boys able to express love in words like that?
Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don't be afraid to care.
Leave, but don't leave me.
Look around, choose your own ground.
For long you live and high you fly . . .
And smiles you'll give, and tears you'll cry,
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.
Run, Rabbit, run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done,
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.
For long you live, and high you fly,
But only if you ride the tide.
And balanced on the biggest wave,
You race towards an early grave.
Sounds like someone knows how to represent the daily, futile struggles we face in life rather poetically.
How 'bout a corny love song?
all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
in your eyes
the light the heat
I am complete
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
the resolution of all the fruitless searches . . .
Any of your rapper boys able to express love in words like that?
My vote goes to the Phoenix Audio (UK) DRS-1 for Hip Hop. The DRS-1 is going to give a more modern, open, airy, bigger sound. The MP-1NV has a little more vintage flavor to it. The 1NV would get my vote for hard rock, though.
You can listen to a drum machine pattern through the DRS and the 1NV here.
You should also consider the Focusrite ISA 428 - if you want or could use more than one channel.
Dan Richards
Digital Pro Sound
The Listening Sessions
You can listen to a drum machine pattern through the DRS and the 1NV here.
You should also consider the Focusrite ISA 428 - if you want or could use more than one channel.
Dan Richards
Digital Pro Sound
The Listening Sessions
chessrock, the underground people i listen to i wouldn't even call rap, and i listen to them pretty much just for lyrics. Very cererbral, i've never heard better lyrics in any style of music and listening to music is all i do. Stuff like i mentioned about, the infamous dr dre, is just total crap that people listen to because they don't know any better.
These are some pretty good lyrics.
Eminem: Sing For The Moment
These ideas are nightmares to white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing, it's so scary in a house that allows no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care
He's a problem child
And what bothers him all comes out, when he talks about
His fuckin' dad walkin' out
Cause he just hates him so bad that he blocks him out
If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, do-rags and a stocking cap
His step-father hit him, so he socked him back, and broke his nose
His house is a broken home, there's no control, he just let's his emotions go
* {C'mon}, sing with me, {sing}, sing for the years
{Sing it}, sing for the laughter, sing for the tears, {c'mon)
Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangsta's
In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
Holy or unholy, only have one homie
Only this gun, lonely cause don't anyone know me
Yet everybody just feels like they can relate, I guess words are a mothaf**ka they can be great
Or they can degrate, or even worse they can teach hate
It's like these kids hang on every single statement we make
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
Now how the f**k did this metamorphosis happen
From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you
To get they hands on every dime you have, they want you to lose your mind every time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon
Any dispute won't hesitate to produce handguns
That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me, strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly
But all they kids be listenin' to me religiously, so i'm signin' cd's while police fingerprint me
They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me
If i'm such a f**kin' menace, this shit doesn't make sense B
It's all political, if my music is literal, and i'm a criminal how the f**k can I raise a little girl
I couldn't, I wouldn't be fit to, you're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you
[Repeat *]
They say music can alter moods and talk to you
Well can it load a gun up for you , and cock it too
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault and i'll get sued
See what these kids do is hear about us totin' pistols
And they want to get one cause they think the shit's cool
Not knowin' we really just protectin' ourselves, we entertainers
Of course the shit's affectin' our sales, you ignoramus
But music is reflection of self, we just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail
It's f**ked up ain't it
How we can come from practically nothing to being able to have any f**kin' thing that we wanted
That's why we sing for these kids, who don't have a thing
Except for a dream, and a f**kin' rap magazine
Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long
Idolize they favorite rappers and know all their songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in their lives
Till they sit and they cry at night wishin' they'd die
Till they throw on a rap record and they sit, and they vibe
We're nothin' to you but we're the f**kin' shit in they eyes
That's why we seize the moment try to freeze it and own it, squeeze it and hold it
Cause we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can
[Repeat * , *]
_
Eminem: Sing For The Moment
These ideas are nightmares to white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing, it's so scary in a house that allows no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care
He's a problem child
And what bothers him all comes out, when he talks about
His fuckin' dad walkin' out
Cause he just hates him so bad that he blocks him out
If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, do-rags and a stocking cap
His step-father hit him, so he socked him back, and broke his nose
His house is a broken home, there's no control, he just let's his emotions go
* {C'mon}, sing with me, {sing}, sing for the years
{Sing it}, sing for the laughter, sing for the tears, {c'mon)
Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangsta's
In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
Holy or unholy, only have one homie
Only this gun, lonely cause don't anyone know me
Yet everybody just feels like they can relate, I guess words are a mothaf**ka they can be great
Or they can degrate, or even worse they can teach hate
It's like these kids hang on every single statement we make
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
Now how the f**k did this metamorphosis happen
From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you
To get they hands on every dime you have, they want you to lose your mind every time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon
Any dispute won't hesitate to produce handguns
That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me, strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly
But all they kids be listenin' to me religiously, so i'm signin' cd's while police fingerprint me
They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me
If i'm such a f**kin' menace, this shit doesn't make sense B
It's all political, if my music is literal, and i'm a criminal how the f**k can I raise a little girl
I couldn't, I wouldn't be fit to, you're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you
[Repeat *]
They say music can alter moods and talk to you
Well can it load a gun up for you , and cock it too
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault and i'll get sued
See what these kids do is hear about us totin' pistols
And they want to get one cause they think the shit's cool
Not knowin' we really just protectin' ourselves, we entertainers
Of course the shit's affectin' our sales, you ignoramus
But music is reflection of self, we just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail
It's f**ked up ain't it
How we can come from practically nothing to being able to have any f**kin' thing that we wanted
That's why we sing for these kids, who don't have a thing
Except for a dream, and a f**kin' rap magazine
Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long
Idolize they favorite rappers and know all their songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in their lives
Till they sit and they cry at night wishin' they'd die
Till they throw on a rap record and they sit, and they vibe
We're nothin' to you but we're the f**kin' shit in they eyes
That's why we seize the moment try to freeze it and own it, squeeze it and hold it
Cause we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can
[Repeat * , *]
_
It's not bad, but it would be a lot better if he wasn't trying to sound all thugged out and cool to boost his record sales. It's all marketing, that's the difference between underground and mainstream. It's not the popularity it's the style of music.
But i will admit those are a lot better than most of the complete crap i hear in mainstream stuff, ala 50 cent in da club. That guy can barely speak in fucking ebonics why is he on a song?
But i will admit those are a lot better than most of the complete crap i hear in mainstream stuff, ala 50 cent in da club. That guy can barely speak in fucking ebonics why is he on a song?
i'll post some lyrics when i get home...i have some ones that will really open your mind...stuff you've never heard...all from a street cat, with a very young age
i'm actually thinkin of maybe gettin a Summit 2ba-221 and a Grace 101...not sure what i'm goin to do yet
i'm actually thinkin of maybe gettin a Summit 2ba-221 and a Grace 101...not sure what i'm goin to do yet