dj michael watts - choppin em up 9
yeah, we know basically everyone out the swishahouse click got seriously discredited in the past few months (mike jones got hit with a triple disc assault and rasaq came with the investigative reports, conducting interviews up and down tidwell rd/paul did his partner dirty when michael watts lured him back to the house with the major label cash)-- or straight kicked off the team (that's the story with magno, right?)-- but whatever. the click is down to archie lee, paul wall, mike jones (only one new verse and a recycle of his still tippin verse on the breathe freestyle) and coota bang. paul comes with his new style, laidback and slightly toning down his new gangsterism (i mean, just a little while ago his hardest dope reference was talking about a cocaine white drop, and now he moves more cookies than snackwell's!), talking about local record stores and pulling u of h girls again, and even doing one of his corny, romantic girl tracks over the my boo beat (watts says straight to da room is dropping soon [the screwed r&b line from the house. think og ron c's fuck action but with more flows]). and coota bang is the swishahouse rookie, magno replacement, spitting raspy and grimy about rap and history. just the basic swishahouse formula, the hottest beats at one fifth speed and rappers trained to spit slick quotables and chopbackable punchlines.