Artist: Lauryn Hill Album: The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill Release date: 8/25/98 Video link: on You Tube

Lyrics: It's been three weeks since you've been looking for your friend The one you let hit it and never called you again 'Member when he told you he was 'bout the Benjamins You act like you ain't hear him then gave him a little trim To begin, how you think you really gon' pretend Like you wasn't down then you called him again Plus when you give it up so easy you ain't even fooling him If you did it then, then you probably fuck again Talking out your neck sayin' you're a Christian A Muslim sleeping with the gin Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in Who you gon' tell when the repercussions spin Showing off your ass 'cause you're thinking it's a trend Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again You know I only say it 'cause I'm truly genuine Don't be a hardrock when you're really a gem Babygirl, respect is just a minimum Niggas fucked up and you still defending them Now Lauryn is only human Don't think I haven't been through the same predicament Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philly, Penn. It's silly when girls sell their soul because it's in Look at where you be in hair weaves like Europeans Fake nails done by Koreans Come again Come again, come again, come again, come again

Guys you know you better watch out Some girls, some girls are only about That thing, that thing, that thing

The second verse is dedicated to the men More concerned with his rims and his Timbs than his women Him and his men come in the club like hooligans Don't care who they offend popping yang like you got yen Let's not pretend, they wanna pack pistol by they waist men Cristal by the case men, still in they mother's basement The pretty face, men claiming that they did a bid men Need to take care of their three and four kids men They facing a court case when the child's support late Money taking, heart breaking now you wonder why women hate men The sneaky silent men the punk domestic violence men The quick to shoot the semen stop acting like boys and be men How you gon' win when you ain't right within How you gon' win when you ain't right within How you gon' win when you ain't right within Come again Come again, come again, come again, come again

Girls you know you better watch out Some guys, some guys are only about That thing, that thing, that thing About the song: I love the video to this song. For those of you that don't remember, the entire video is a split screen of two concerts. One is 1968 Lauryn and one is 1998 Lauryn. It really goes well with the song's lyrics and overall sound.

This should probably be the theme song to Bill Cosby's "Don't Be Stupid Black People" rants. It's a warning to not sleep around and stop paying attention to trivial things like sneakers and bling and money. Take care of yourself and your family and be a good person. It's a message that needs to get out to more people. Too bad most of those people probably don't listen to Lauryn Hill songs, which is a shame.

Artist: m-flo with Towa Tei, Bahamadia & Chops Members of m-flo: Taku Takahashi, VERBAL, Lisa Album: EXPO EXPO Release date: 3/28/01

Lyrics: (Sorry, I don't have a translation for the few Japanese lyrics) + people unite, and celebrate no reason to fight all living creatures hear the soothing future music easin' your plight, so unite, and celebrate, no reason to fight all living creatures hear the future EXPO m-flo...

we globally achievin' new heights, innovative creative we made this exposition mission, eli-minated those seekin' to bite

trifocals increasin' ya sight, vocals release and ignite flo bright like a mediarite, chops like chubb rock treatin' em right

future music even tonight so we can excite, the crowd leavin em hype, computer love produces lucid dreamin' in flight,

pantagalactic rhyming, keepin it tight planet shining, seein' the light Verbal Taku Lisa unite with me & Bahamadia freakin the mic, like that!

species of technology collaborate with human breed say we are one yes we are one cosmic message in the breeze will free the world to unity say we are one yes we are one

+ repeat

to cats who spit zirconium, I vomit jewels with supreme cut and clarity, audible, tetra-sonical telescopic visions wandering from planet earth we got media, compatible, with all machinery appropriately called The Miracle, with 1950's aestheticals host of sick technology to shatter most obsolete ones, we pull stunts beyond your wisdom satellites to venture unknown solar systems

CHATAA ZA kasei kara kita ABENJAA KYAPASHITII mugendai EKISUPO sen kan Zendai-mimon kenbikyou TORINITORON NOOBERU shou FUROO OOTO saikidou Komaku KOCHOKOCHO 48 TORAKKU Saisentan tsumami sousa chakushoku HAADOUEA chuu ni mau Juuryoku mushi joutai suu jikan

C-H-A-T-R (EMUSHII BAABARU) High-tech's the way we are (ANAROGU daisakusen) We on the vehicle, at large (uchuusen GUROOBARU) Shooting off to new stars (kasei kara dai-nana wakusei) Yo, it's about that time (EKISUPO EKISUPO) Yo, it's about that time (SHISUTEMU saikidou) Yo, it's about that time (EKISUPO EKISUPO) Yo, it's about that time (SHISUTEMU saikidou)

peep the architecture, dwellings sectioned off with metallic textures even engineers failed to make predictions 2012, viscious liquid silver condominiums transform to suit residents, state of the art, to transport, we teleport instantaneously, we send them off, multi-dimentional, incredible acceleration of velocity exponential electromagnetic motor aviation in collabo with SwissMetro breakbeat overdrive, cold crash data roller-skating tetsuwan Atom cataracts on photo micrographs particles compact, Duration Studio is re-vamped, enormous voltage back draft last century is brought back

spit spectacular, vernacular, miraculous, m-flo backing it up with the chain-ja' stacking up, 24 bars of me acting up Illadel and Japan be like "ah," similar to the sound when you making love, peep radius of vocal influx catering to thugs and to intellects, EXPO EXPO banging like four-fours expose souls like Edgar Allan Poe, sick live show you know how Bahama' go freak speech techniques from a long time ago breakbeat to techno i get it in through, making your slow on some "3 triple 0" next shit eclectic wit, brain like computer chip esoteric logic infused in it data transmit past 64 bit transfixed in orbit metamorphosis got my MP3 file hot as august it download then burn 2 minidisk analyze, dissect, detect, process analyze, dissect, detect, process analyze, dissect, detect, process analyze, dissect, detect, process About the song: This song joins an interesting group of people together. Towa Tei is famous as the DJ of the early 90s New York trio Deee-Lite who had a hit with "Groove Is In The Heart." Bahamadia is a Philadelphia-born hip-hop artist, DJ and MC. Chops is a Philadelphia-based Asian-American hip-hop producer and rapper. As such, the song is mostly in English. Mixing the rapid pacing of the rap with the lyrics, I wouldn't be surprised if most Japanese people have no idea what they are saying. (I had a hard time myself!)

While hip-hop is not my favorite genre of music, I really like this song. I think my favorite part is how the rap doesn't stay at one steady pace. It starts out at a 'normal' pace then speeds up just before hitting the chorus and going back to regular again. m-flo has definitely changed my view on hip-hop music.