Turk Says That He Doesn't "Know" The Lil Wayne Of Today

gotta make you feel weird knowing a dude you came up with and used to be close with is a homosexual now

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shit turk i didnt know weezy can i cant tell you he is no gangbanger. we all know some of the rappers today is just fraud! smh .. nothing but beats and punch lines

the wayne of 04-09 was pretty dope. problem was when he made that wack ass rock album and came out with a mixtape every month his shit was diluted. no one could give a fuck about any of his new shit coz he played himself out. call me capt obvious but that's just how i see it..

There once was a boy from Raptown named Wayne. Aside from that time when he accidentally shot himself, he had a fairly stable, uneventful childhood. In his preteen years, he started writing raps and freestyles which were mad wack. But then he met "Birdman" Bryan Williams, who mentored him and encouraged him in his wackness. "My parents tell me I should stay in school and study drama because I'm actually good at it", Weezy said. "No, no," Williams replied. "You have a very special gift, Wayne." "My friends tell me my raps is wack. They say I've got no talent." "You do have talent, Weezy," assured Birdman. "It's just... invisible. It's so special that people usually can't see it. You're that great Weezy. You're so great that normal people can't see how great you are." So Williams surrounded the young Weezy with Juvenile, Turk, and B.G., along with constant praise for his wack-ass rhymes. And the young Wayne continued rapping, slowly growing his ego on the fetid stew of his jumbled wordplay. To you forever, from me to you. I heard somebody say, "Church!" I'm gonna need a suit, I'm gonna need a coupe, I won't need a roof, Flyer than Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice. Soon enough Wayne had developed a following. He claimed to be the greatest rapper alive and people believed him for some reason. Glowing reviews from Pitchfork, Rolling Stone, Blender, The Guardian, The Source, and many others, resulted in Weezy being crowned emperor of all Hiphopland. In honour of his completely ridiculous commercial and critical success, Weezy returned to his hometown of Raptown for a celebratory parade. And throughout the parade he proudly displayed his beautiful, invisible talent. Call me what you want bitch, call me on my sidekick, Never answer when it's private, damn I hate a shy bitch. Don't you hate a shy bitch? Yeah I ate a shy bitch. She ain't shy no more, she changed her name to me, bitch. Hahahaha, yeah, nigga that's my bitch. The crowd was taken by his "unique" and "unusual" flow. They cheered at the "originality" of his rhymes, saying things like, "Man, I wouldn't have thought of rhyming those lines together!" All except one little boy. This child was too young to find out about hype MCs on the internet and read reviews on hip-hop blogs. He was not yet old enough to realise that Pitchfork is right about everything. He only had his own ears, and a tiny magic compass in his brain that told him whether or not he liked what he was listening to. And at this parade, despite the enthusiasm of his family and peers, the tiny magic needle of his tiny magic compass was firmly, unequivocally pointing to "W", as in "Wack". Under his breath, almost unconsciously, he muttered, "This shit is wack". A few people heard him over the crowd's noise and stopped dead in their tracks. "What did you say?" they inquired, unsure if they'd heard correctly. This time more people were listening. "It's wack," the boy reiterated, louder this time. More heads turned. "Mad wack," he declared boldly. A nearby woman fainted. "Wiggidy wack!" he yelled out with conviction. There was a collective gasp, and the crowd fell into a hush. Wayne did not immediately notice, and rapped a final couplet in the awkward silence. Swagger tighter than a yeast infection, Fly go hard like geese erection. The words hung heavy in the air. They pierced through the pure consciousness of the listeners. Slowly, they began to understood the words as they truly were, their ears unhindered by the mad hype, their minds newly coloured by the young child's naive honesty. The air was still for a few moments. Then... "Um... that doesn't make any sense", one brave soul ventured. "Yeah, uh... that's just stupid", added another. "Geese erection? What?" The crowd dispersed, mumbling to themselves, a little bit pissed off that they'd been duped. A handful of people bought the little boy a candy and offered him a position writing for their blog, which he turned down because he would rather play outside. Wayne, still convinced of his own greatness, freestyled non-sequiturs into the sunset, and everybody else lived happily ever after!

Carter I = Wayne stepped his flow, lyrics, and delivery. Carter 2 = Wayne was on some heavy hood/gangsta songs, perfecting his flow and lyricism. Carter 3 = Most diverse Carter album. Had songs that gathered attention from several audiences making it the most popular. Carter 4 = Most mainstream. Not up to par, especially for a Carter album. Only a small amount of songs were memorable such as Mirror and President Carter. Carter 5 = ? Hopefully the next Carter album is better.

Yo, bring me my lady leopard leggings, red rag and skateboard.

Lil wayne has basically stole every artist on the labels style trying to stay relevant.He's becoming a imitator

"During the near-decade Turk spent in prison after his 2004 arrest for shooting a Memphis, Tennessee SWAT team member, the rapper's former labelmate Lil Wayne went from New Orleans phenomenon to international pop success." He got it wrong in the last part. He went from New Orleans phenomenon to international HIP HOP success.

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