Lil Wayne- The — Carter 2
He rapped: “I am the beast / Feed me rappers or feed me beats / I’m hungry.”
A year ago, Tha Carter had been his warning shot—a raw, bleeding testament to surviving the juvenile penitentiary and crawling out of the Magnolia Projects. But Tha Carter II was different. It wasn't about survival. It was about conquest. LIL WAYNE- the carter 2
As the sun threatened to rise, painting the sky the color of a bruise, Dwayne Carter—Lil Wayne—got back in the car. He had a third safe to crack for the next album. He rapped: “I am the beast / Feed
“You different on this one, son,” Baby said, chewing on a toothpick. “You ain’t talking about the street. You talking like the owner of the street.” It was about conquest
Dwayne closed his eyes. He went into the second safe.
The first single, “Hustler Musik,” floated through the air like a ghost. It wasn't a banger; it was a confession over a soft guitar. In it, Dwayne admitted he was a gangsta and a poet. He admitted he was afraid of his own shadow. The streets were confused. Critics were stunned.
