Savior universally nourishing, exuberantly zealous–
A good porto reekin spic turned God, himself.
Boricua–Allah with universal flag spears and mathematical darts
We was radicalizing
when Smo moderated fifth ave forums on persecution, oppression and rhyme excursions
To tales of an empowering shooter that leaks his own ink
With a verbatim handle with too much to seek
Infected by drums on fly talk
Compromising my literary health
where supreme thoughts vomit stanzas,
and innovation aligns snipers to bartier whatever…
The tiny paved hills of this park the Sunset Park neighborhood is named after were meant to metaphor the maneuvers of our hopelessness. They all just wind and whirl through cracked courts, browned grass fields and lost trees on lumpy grounds. Yet they spiral the mind of the said spic with thoughts of crackers and their courts, colonizing pastures and lost freedoms via trumpie wounds. You find Boricuas, those Puerto Rican warriors, that lived Hip Hop as properly theirs, on these numbered streets in Medina.
Gunset, the lung of Media, the breath of rhythmic strife with a wealth of crucial Hip Hop musicians, artists and pivotal purveyors since I left at the dawn of the #DarkAges to teach hundreds at Harper’s school in Mecca. Gunset warriors on the mic preserve the sound with an aged grit, a love that millennials couldn’t mollify. And As I Enter, Supreme Sniper’s latest LP, a gift to the people, is one of those bustling collections that signify music made by the now odd affections.
Deeply toned, Supreme Sniper is the direct ethos in motion. Finding breaks that would live in 1993’s bins yet enlivened by freshened sampling and a deep drum quality. The liveliness of MDot Beats’ “Frontlines” with his.simple, deep bass drum pound and emphatic cymbal crash. Old Beats Records’ “Same Ones” where the stringed chorus leads us back to a punctuated bassdrum stab to the bass groove dance to the horns accepting the verses and chorus of Kwervo’s “Keep Rolling” to the thumping 1,2 skipped drums of MDot Beats’ “That’s That.” Even when samples are familiar the qualities of this records equalized thickness and differing takes on final chopping and looping more than compensate and reveal the producers’ intentions toward originality.
Once the beds are made, Sniper moves in the cloak of battle bars but powers ideas, insights and the culture’s ethics. “Revolution” builds, “The presidents were cowards/they sent soldiers to war to fight for their power/cowards ready to take their place/only chase money and they tell lies to your face…” to conclusions that are more than the emo-hugging pseudo-conscious rhymes advocate (“…As a grown man I am righteous/that’s the only reason that they want to take my life/but don’t you know that my legacy continues/with everything I been through I bring you the truth…”). These insights direct the armour of tough bars from “Triple Threat” (“See them pushing the flowers thinking they hard acts/we top scholars taking it back eliminating feminine rap actors…”) to “Frontlines,” the synchronized power march in Sniper’s flow contrasted by Bankai Fam’s Skanks’ monotone infinity, and through the accentuated highlights of his sinister gruff vocals on “It’s Goin Down” (the latter a difficult turn as Old Beats Record really earned the name using Axel’s Divine Image again.) It all goes back to sentiments of the culture from the homage to our Boricua brother PH as they Remember In Perfection (RIP) this late great pioneer in battle rap, accomplished recorded MC, family man and true brother on “Heavyweights” with an essential verse from Doc Ahk and Amo1. Or to the funky styled success that is “Keep Rolling,” where as smooth as Kyrie handling a swerve in the lane makes a Hip Hop principles led anthem.
Yet, the anthemic consistency of As I Enter is in its overarching ruggedness. Music to ether the sole of your Timbs away, Polo soul the thieving upon the the thieves of our culture or that muscle building benching and Bian Xing training the labeled oppressed, now warriors do. Isolating the crafted breaks away and the mic skills only is to dismiss the intangible that makes this record so worthwhile. It is the projection of sincerity and integrity that only an embedded one as I can project for ye, the honor seeking listener reading. An artist of Hip Hop, who becomes more known daily for his art canvases that capture the life of our ancestors and the illness of our contemporaries, Supreme Sniper is only moving to the art that will fiscally further his family with no frivolity put upon his culture, Hip Hop. To hear and see that happen from As I Enter to the next easel colored is a blessing.
Back in this Sunset Park, hark my first looseleaf
scribbled crushes and my superhero hunches.
Be stilled by sight or murdered by fright,
I composed death as nigga figurines to secure the balusters I write upwards through
Perfection is the way of the God’s ever living lesson.
Refinement is just an immaculate focus of Power,
The Supreme Sniper
#LOVEandLOYALTY A #LoLife
The organization of these principles around a counterculture, an expressive arts of creation that uplifts the ideas and thoughts of an oppressed people, is why I’m an honored builder amongst legends, knighted by heroes of Medina (Rakim Supreme Shabazz Allah/Rudy Lo, Thirstin Howl the 3rd, Bonz Malone) to further create in my element as a Hip Hop Writer of #ArtOnArt & #ScienceOnMusic. So the world may find love that locks in with the action of loyalty though they may never find another writer with my kind of grammar…
Representing the pillars of:
Peace, Sunez Allah