<iframe width="100%" height="450" scrolling="no" frameborder="no" src=""></iframe>
Last edited:
New Music: Boaz ft. Asher Roth – Rapness Monster (Remix) (Prod. by Mac Miller)
- Thread starter playahaitian
- Start date
Shit is wack and Asher Roth is a faggot
Except for that one
there was a time I think his very first mixtape when Jay Z was gonna sign him that I thought he had a lot potential and I really liked it
I thought he went off on this...
(I think Cannon and Drama did it) but then the first album flopped and he switched his style up slightly
he has worked with some GREAT producers to but I always feel like when I hear him now he just sounds resigned to his place in hip hop and isn't hungry and confident in THAT way...
I swear Eminem's shadow has straight RUINED this white boy rappers.
found it
http://www.datpiff.com/Asher-Roth-The-GreenHouse-Effect-Vol-1-mixtape.15910.html
* this was the first thing I heard from him
[DJ Cannon:]
Holla At Me!
[Intro: Asher Roth]
Yo, Cannon!
What would this mixtape be, if I didn't get on the one beat
That everbody gets on? (DRAMATIC!)
You know I had to, dog...
[Hook: Asher Roth]
You know the world's gone mad
When blacks wear plaid
And Mariah has married Nick Cannon
Or when a boy from the burbs
Has the nerves to converge
On a mixtape with DJ Cannon? (The CANNON!)
[DJ Cannon:]
Alright... Now if you really feel like that, Keep going!
I don't know what else to tell you, Go in!
[Asher Roth:]
Yo, Cannon!
What would this mixtape be, if I didn't get on the one beat
That everbody gets on? (I don't know, homie!)
You know I had to, dog... (STEPS BACK!)
You know the world's gone mad
When blacks wear plaid
And Mariah has married Nick Cannon (GET EM!)
Or when a boy from the burbs
Has the nerves to converge
On a mixtape with DJ Cannon? (CANNON!)
Aww, god damn it
That's the last straw, can't stand it
You all must be reprimanded
Spank that fanny, Manny
So uncanny, Ginobli flow left-handed
Yes, I am a fan of Dakota Fanning
And I Am Sam, outstanding!
My Sean Penn-manship is fancy
Yeah, my rhetoric is dandy
I circumvent my words (TRENDSETTER!)
And vent for the burbs
I have emerged Ad Venti
Dos años, vamos, pronto, let's go
Her lip gloss tastes like candy
Got more jazz than Jerry Sloan
Pizzazz and swagg alone
I have a bigger head than that of Barry Bonds;
Y'all eat scraps, I eat (SALMON!)
With fresh fruit, covered in (DANNON!)
If Da Boy had a boy with Brad Pitt in Troy
Then out from the loins, I'd be born;
If Jason Bourne was to record and join forces with Zack Morris
They'd form my performance
Beats and rhymes fornicate, form greatness
Like, "Let's face it... He's so amazing! "
Yeah, with Lasiks, he still can't ace my eye exam
Naw, man, let's try again;
I've got lungs like Iron Man
I hit the bong, while you must extend your dia-phragm
But, let's get higher, man;
I gotta a brand new strand that I got out in Ireland
From a wild, frantic Irishman
Who said his name was (SHANNON!)
Higgins, Killians, and a pint of Guiness
And I ain't gon stop 'till I'm finished;
'Till I learn Yiddish, or find a little kid who likes spinach
Can't nobody beat me in Quidditch
Not any widditch, spidditch, wits, I'm sick with' it
Riddi-dick, my spit game is vicious
This is
Never did shit for my image;
College kid is where I found my niche, SNITCH!
Tell the whole world I'm the shit, Un-
Tell the whole world on my dick, then
Hell yeah, word, I'll be rich, and
I'll buy the whole world Sega Genesis
Spittin' licks to come
Hell yeah, I got a (CANNON!)
See me on the streets, take a pic with yo' Canon
Then get it laminated, frame it, save it
Cause in a couple days, I'll be famous
Then you can say, Holy Shit, there he is! That's the kid!
I forget what his name is... starts with an 'A', ends with a 'Sher'
Bringing hip-hop into the burbs
[DJ Cannon:]
Holla At Me!
[Intro: Asher Roth]
Yo, Cannon!
What would this mixtape be, if I didn't get on the one beat
That everbody gets on? (DRAMATIC!)
You know I had to, dog...
[Hook: Asher Roth]
You know the world's gone mad
When blacks wear plaid
And Mariah has married Nick Cannon
Or when a boy from the burbs
Has the nerves to converge
On a mixtape with DJ Cannon? (The CANNON!)
[DJ Cannon:]
Alright... Now if you really feel like that, Keep going!
I don't know what else to tell you, Go in!
[Asher Roth:]
Yo, Cannon!
What would this mixtape be, if I didn't get on the one beat
That everbody gets on? (I don't know, homie!)
You know I had to, dog... (STEPS BACK!)
You know the world's gone mad
When blacks wear plaid
And Mariah has married Nick Cannon (GET EM!)
Or when a boy from the burbs
Has the nerves to converge
On a mixtape with DJ Cannon? (CANNON!)
Aww, god damn it
That's the last straw, can't stand it
You all must be reprimanded
Spank that fanny, Manny
So uncanny, Ginobli flow left-handed
Yes, I am a fan of Dakota Fanning
And I Am Sam, outstanding!
My Sean Penn-manship is fancy
Yeah, my rhetoric is dandy
I circumvent my words (TRENDSETTER!)
And vent for the burbs
I have emerged Ad Venti
Dos años, vamos, pronto, let's go
Her lip gloss tastes like candy
Got more jazz than Jerry Sloan
Pizzazz and swagg alone
I have a bigger head than that of Barry Bonds;
Y'all eat scraps, I eat (SALMON!)
With fresh fruit, covered in (DANNON!)
If Da Boy had a boy with Brad Pitt in Troy
Then out from the loins, I'd be born;
If Jason Bourne was to record and join forces with Zack Morris
They'd form my performance
Beats and rhymes fornicate, form greatness
Like, "Let's face it... He's so amazing! "
Yeah, with Lasiks, he still can't ace my eye exam
Naw, man, let's try again;
I've got lungs like Iron Man
I hit the bong, while you must extend your dia-phragm
But, let's get higher, man;
I gotta a brand new strand that I got out in Ireland
From a wild, frantic Irishman
Who said his name was (SHANNON!)
Higgins, Killians, and a pint of Guiness
And I ain't gon stop 'till I'm finished;
'Till I learn Yiddish, or find a little kid who likes spinach
Can't nobody beat me in Quidditch
Not any widditch, spidditch, wits, I'm sick with' it
Riddi-dick, my spit game is vicious
This is
Never did shit for my image;
College kid is where I found my niche, SNITCH!
Tell the whole world I'm the shit, Un-
Tell the whole world on my dick, then
Hell yeah, word, I'll be rich, and
I'll buy the whole world Sega Genesis
Spittin' licks to come
Hell yeah, I got a (CANNON!)
See me on the streets, take a pic with yo' Canon
Then get it laminated, frame it, save it
Cause in a couple days, I'll be famous
Then you can say, Holy Shit, there he is! That's the kid!
I forget what his name is... starts with an 'A', ends with a 'Sher'
Bringing hip-hop into the burbs
* I NEED this piano loop...
<iframe width="560" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/lLhnYGp3edo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>
Pete Rockwell]
Johnny, get on the piano, let's do this
Thirty years in the business...
[Asher Roth]
What's up? What's up?
[Pete Rockwell]
I want to welcome everybody to the Lounge
[Asher Roth]
You know...
[Pete Rockwell]
You've heard of Rapper's Delight? Well, I'm delightful
I got my buddy Asher Roth with me, straight out of the Philadelphia, PA
Here's a little Ham 'N' Eggs coming right at you...
[Asher Roth]
Yo, I got a question (What's that?)
What's a rapper look like?
Is he tan? Is he black? White?
Is he blacked out, high on the crack pipe?
Or more the cats that'll ride on the half-pipe?
Don't want to act like I know about the rap type
Cause matter of fact I can't grasp who rap likes
With their cash do they stash for retirement?
Or go for finer things like rides and diamonds and...?
Another question (What's that?)
How do they dress?
Are they best cut threads or are they spend less
I'm interested, it's caught my attention
Yo, does everybody in rap get arrested?
And with they sex, do they all have hoes?
Or do some have a girl that they learn and they grow with?
I like to know, what makes a rapper?
It might be me, but I don't think it matters
[Hook]
What does he look like?
Nobody knows?
He's just a rapper in plain clothes
When the curtain falls, after the show
Where does he go? Nobody knows
[Asher Roth]
Yo, now it's your call, short, fat, or tall?
What if he's a she and not a he at all?
Or does a broad have to a be a C at least?
Or can it be decreased if she real up on the beat?
And is she realer if she raised in the street?
Or can they still feel her if she raised in CT?
And if they spit do they have to have kids?
Or can they have a mom, a dad, and little sis?
And in the morning do they have to have grits?
Or can they favorite breakfast be eggs Benedict?
It makes me think, is there a rapping type?
And if so, yo, what's a rapper like?
And do they sell drugs, or go to school?
Cocaine or college, tell me what's the rule
I'd like to know, what makes a rapper?
It might be me, but I don't think it matters
[Hook]
What does he look like?
Nobody knows?
He's just a rapper in plain clothes
When the curtain falls, after the show
Where does he go? Nobody knows
[Asher Roth]
My name's Asher (Hi, Asher)
And those who care to ask, I tell them I'm a rapper (A rapper)
But I don't look like it, not one bit
I'm short and thin with some pale-ass skin (That's right)
Got one girlfriend and I love her
With two sisters, a father, and a mother
I guess I'm different, like no other
But you can't judge a book by it's cover
I write about what I feel, see, live
My boys like to say I'm the realist it gets
Sometimes I feel like Boston gets
Maybe flip the script on some ROY-G-BIV
Whatever the mood, no matter what I listen to
I always do me, never do you
I'd like to know, what makes a rapper?
It might be me, but I don't think it matters
[Hook]
What does he look like?
Nobody knows?
He's just a rapper in plain clothes
(Johnny, I'm loving that piano)
When the curtain falls, after the show
Where does he go? Nobody knows
[Pete Rockwell]
Oh yeah, once again this is Pete Rockwell, Asher Roth
The Leopard Lounge, everyone
In the back room... gets a little pep in your step
As the homies say: this thing is jamming
Pour me another Scotch, Margot
I'm just loving this right now
Thirty years in the business; still banging out the hits
This is Pete Rockwell, baby, Asher Roth, signing off
<iframe width="560" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/lLhnYGp3edo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>
Pete Rockwell]
Johnny, get on the piano, let's do this
Thirty years in the business...
[Asher Roth]
What's up? What's up?
[Pete Rockwell]
I want to welcome everybody to the Lounge
[Asher Roth]
You know...
[Pete Rockwell]
You've heard of Rapper's Delight? Well, I'm delightful
I got my buddy Asher Roth with me, straight out of the Philadelphia, PA
Here's a little Ham 'N' Eggs coming right at you...
[Asher Roth]
Yo, I got a question (What's that?)
What's a rapper look like?
Is he tan? Is he black? White?
Is he blacked out, high on the crack pipe?
Or more the cats that'll ride on the half-pipe?
Don't want to act like I know about the rap type
Cause matter of fact I can't grasp who rap likes
With their cash do they stash for retirement?
Or go for finer things like rides and diamonds and...?
Another question (What's that?)
How do they dress?
Are they best cut threads or are they spend less
I'm interested, it's caught my attention
Yo, does everybody in rap get arrested?
And with they sex, do they all have hoes?
Or do some have a girl that they learn and they grow with?
I like to know, what makes a rapper?
It might be me, but I don't think it matters
[Hook]
What does he look like?
Nobody knows?
He's just a rapper in plain clothes
When the curtain falls, after the show
Where does he go? Nobody knows
[Asher Roth]
Yo, now it's your call, short, fat, or tall?
What if he's a she and not a he at all?
Or does a broad have to a be a C at least?
Or can it be decreased if she real up on the beat?
And is she realer if she raised in the street?
Or can they still feel her if she raised in CT?
And if they spit do they have to have kids?
Or can they have a mom, a dad, and little sis?
And in the morning do they have to have grits?
Or can they favorite breakfast be eggs Benedict?
It makes me think, is there a rapping type?
And if so, yo, what's a rapper like?
And do they sell drugs, or go to school?
Cocaine or college, tell me what's the rule
I'd like to know, what makes a rapper?
It might be me, but I don't think it matters
[Hook]
What does he look like?
Nobody knows?
He's just a rapper in plain clothes
When the curtain falls, after the show
Where does he go? Nobody knows
[Asher Roth]
My name's Asher (Hi, Asher)
And those who care to ask, I tell them I'm a rapper (A rapper)
But I don't look like it, not one bit
I'm short and thin with some pale-ass skin (That's right)
Got one girlfriend and I love her
With two sisters, a father, and a mother
I guess I'm different, like no other
But you can't judge a book by it's cover
I write about what I feel, see, live
My boys like to say I'm the realist it gets
Sometimes I feel like Boston gets
Maybe flip the script on some ROY-G-BIV
Whatever the mood, no matter what I listen to
I always do me, never do you
I'd like to know, what makes a rapper?
It might be me, but I don't think it matters
[Hook]
What does he look like?
Nobody knows?
He's just a rapper in plain clothes
(Johnny, I'm loving that piano)
When the curtain falls, after the show
Where does he go? Nobody knows
[Pete Rockwell]
Oh yeah, once again this is Pete Rockwell, Asher Roth
The Leopard Lounge, everyone
In the back room... gets a little pep in your step
As the homies say: this thing is jamming
Pour me another Scotch, Margot
I'm just loving this right now
Thirty years in the business; still banging out the hits
This is Pete Rockwell, baby, Asher Roth, signing off
rest in peace
Album Cover Analysis
Asher Roth has various CD/Album covers that always use a different style. The picture usually relates to whatever the title of the Album is called. We’ll be going through several of his CD Covers,...
mivinmediaa2.weebly.com
Similar threads
