- This is stupid trash.
I don't know who this is and I'm sorry, trash guy.
(paper rustles)
The lowest is what?
Zero. (paper rustles)
This is the problem with how hip hop is raising children.
(drum booms)
(air whooshes)
(paper rustles)
(drum booms)
I made love to a stripper.
First of all you don't make love to a stripper
because she's already.
First I had to tip her.
Of course, she's a stripper.
She ain't going to let you for free.
So you're making love to a stripper
and you still had to tip her.
Damn.
20,000 ones, she said I'm that.
Shit. If you put 20,000 ones in front of me
and told me I could keep it,
I'm going to tell you do that.
I said I'm that, I already know it.
I come with bad weather, they say I'm storm.
I gotta rate that like a one or two.
It was just all over the place.
A little bit.
No disrespect, it was just a little bit off.
Too much over the place. (paper rustles)
- Paid like a clientele is growin.
Geekin' so bad I got pregnant fiends.
Suckin' and lick an ass just to get a bump.
Black Caesar call me black Trump.
I regret this right now.
I wrote this rhyme in like '92 when it was cool
to equate yourself with Donald Trump because he was rich
before we knew who he really was as a person.
I'm going to give myself two out of five for this.
I should have known better back then.
I should have had better foresight.
Matter of fact, I'm gonna give myself a one
cause my bars are a hundred times better than this now
and I got better judgment
of character now too. (paper rustles)
- Rockin' Balmains, they all on my jeans.
I'm off the Xans, and I pour me some lean.
I sell your mama some crack, she a fiend.
I crash the Porsche, I just left the scene.
I'm too mature for this message,
and I give this a zero. (mumbles)
Hopefully it is not
a friend of mine. (paper rustles)
- I'm so young I could on your niece.
Walk on your knees.
Driving my car and that ain't no lease.
This is probably one of those rhymes
that sound better when you don't hear it. (laughs)
Play that though. (laughing)
This is stupid trash.
I don't know who this is and I'm sorry trash guy,
but this is horrible to me. To me.
All right, here we go.
- [Female crew] Can you give it a rating?
You got to give me a rating.
- I said zero. This is (mumbles).
Alright. (paper rustles)
- Two, they calling me drippy.
I them, and then we get drippy.
Drippy, again.
My 30, it shoot, Scottie Pippen.
I'm sippin' on lean 'til I'm sleepy.
I have no idea who this is.
I don't know. I don't know.
This is like two maybe
'cause I don't really understand what he is saying.
I'm so much of in heart, a lyricist
that I would have to hear what's come before,
what comes after.
And I just don't do cocaine,
it's just not cool to me
and young, I'm 39 and married.
Not saying this is whack but it's just not for me.
So on a scale,
I've got to give it a one. (paper rustles)
- Bloodhound for that money bitch,
I gotta have it.
Going crazy, 20's, 50's, 100's bitch I'm cashing.
And I ain't really with the talking bitch,
I'm money stacking.
And he ain't really bout' that life,
cause he don't love that action.
(laughs) This is just kinda like,
yo, how long are we going to put money over people?
Like how long?
I mean, I don't want to be that guy,
you know what I'm saying?
But I'm that guy.
This is the problem.
With how hiphop is raising children.
My rating on that is two,
because money does have value. (paper rustles)
- I was higher than Whitney.
Zero already.
Don't talk about Whitney Houston. Sorry.
Headed toward the top again.
Everything I write crack, like its with a Bobby pen.
Don't disrespect Whitney.
I'm sorry man. (paper rustles)
- A player in Milwaukee.
Y'all know I keep it a buck.
We have to stop doing this as MCs and rappers, by the way,
Milwaukee and bucks.
That has to stop.
That's like enemy, Hennessy with park.
That has to stop.
A player in Milwaukee.
Y'all know I keep it a buck.
Probably should've been a nun.
Y'all know, I don't give a.
This might possibly be the worst attempt
at a metaphor or a punchline
I've ever heard.
One.
This is Joe Budden and I just rated these bars.