Killer Mike’s Hardest Verse Of 2018 Is A Powder Keg Of Bars (Video)

Killer Mike had hit songs early in his career. But as an independent artist, saying what other MCs wouldn’t on beats is what made sustained his nearly 20-year-career. That is the energy that lived on Grind Time Rap Gang releases, R.A.P., and three celebrated volumes of Run The Jewels. It made the mainstream media take a greater interest in Michael Render’s politics, and views on society, race relations, and more.

Bobby Sessions is no stranger to including rawness and truth to the content of his bars. The Dallas, Texas lyricist dropped a video to “Black Neighborhood,” a recently-released RVLTN (Chapter 1): The Divided States of AmeriKKKa track that bluntly spits out the ‘hot commodities’ of growing up Black in the hood.

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Mike’s verse, which arrives at the close of the song, touts boisterous bars. “Same ni**a raise a Black fist put crack in a Black fist / Yeah, that’s that Black sh*t / Sold dope in front of your house / Still went to Morehouse, big Black sh*t,” he spits at one point. With fervor, Mike points fingers at people, urging them to examine their moral compass. However, Mike also asserts that he is down for his community: “Bigger, blacker, bolder like ‘Shaft,’ b*tch / Ain’t a cracker giving me the shaft, b*tch / Nat Turner with a burner, he gonna need a graft, b*tch,” booms Mike. Later, after he encourages retaliating against police brutality with some eye-for-an-eye justice. In doing so, Mike mimics folks reminding him that his father was an officer of the law, which is true. Instead, Bigga reminds them that he considers Assata Shakur to be his aunt. Mike also blasts, “Jesus is a fraud / The Black woman is God / ‘Cause ni**as ain’t no martyrs if you got no Coretta’s / If you ain’t got no Betty’s and no Winnie Mandela’s,” he rhymes, mentioning the onetime wives of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., Malcolm X, and Nelson Mandela and their role in history. The verse punches through the track and illustrates a point with power.

Bobby kicks off the track with a young boy spitting “Crackhead, smackhead, dead body, courtroom” as he makes a drop to a grown man. Sessions captures the essence of just how uncensored life is for young Black kids, regardless of age. He continues his bold perception of hood juxtaposition by shouting “Gun store, liquor store / Liquor store, guns store / Foot Locker, usual. New shoes, new boo, True true / Funeral,” on a corner.

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Sessions’ nine-song LP dropped earlier this summer.