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The 6(66) CREEPIEST Rap Songs EVER!

With Halloween just around the corner, I feel it’s my duty to freak everyone out with my blog this week.

So for your listening and viewing (dis)pleasure, I present to you the 6(66) Creepiest Rap Songs Ever.

Heavy Metal usually gets all the credit for producing music that keeps sane people up at night. But don’t get it twisted; Hip Hop has cursed us with some of the sickest and most sadistic sounds ever committed to tape.

Don’t believe me? Keep reading, if you dare …

The 6(66) Creepiest Rap Songs Ever!

Eminem – “3 A.M.”

We could populate this entire list with Eminem songs if we really wanted to. When you think of sick, sadistic, deranged Hip Hop, Slim Shady is the first, second and third name that comes to mind.

And while some may be partial to “Kim” or “’97 Bonnie and Clyde,” I think Relapse’s “3 A.M.” takes the cake by a mile. Over a bloodthirsty Dr. Dre beat, Eminem goes ballistic in a twisted, child-molester accent about prescription pills, living rooms covered in bloody body parts, and the first time he dismembered his cousin.

Needless to say, radio never really picked up “3 A.M.” and Relapse basically flopped. But at least we got a truly demented music video out of it. Don’t watch this one alone….

Snoop  Dogg  - “Murder Was The Case”

Snoop Dogg’s 1993 G-funk classic “Murder Was The Case” is unsettling on multiple levels. Released on the heels of his (real life) indictment on murder charges, the song chronicles Snoop’s fictional murder and resurrection, courtesy of the Devil. Snoop barters with his soul for a second chance, but soon finds that being in league with the devil ain’t always what it’s cracked up to be.

Dre supplies the beyond eerie/hella funky beat to this classically creepy track. Moral of the story: don’t sell your soul to Satan. Thanks Snoop…

DMX  f/ Marilyn Manson – “The Omen”

DMX learns that the hard way on Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood’s “The Omen,” featuring an absurdly demonic Marilyn Manson on the hook (incanting “The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog/How you gonna live when you’re in the fog” as only he can). X tries to shake himoff, but Lucifer ain’t having it. X gets his one-man show on throughout the track (think Biggie’s “Gimme the Loot,” but about Satan), and expertly ends the track without anything being resolved whatsoever.

Tyler, the Creator – “Golden”

Tyler’s “Golden” is the final track on this year’s utterly reprehensible/genuinely brilliant Goblin album, ending the record on a deservedly bizarre, discomforting note. Throughout Golbin, Tyler converses with a therapist about how fucked up he is. By the end of the album, he’s murdered the rest of Odd Future, and is now cornered in his therapist’s office.

Over an ominous, slow-burning beat, he rattles off a litany of self-indictments before being tackled and restrained by hospital staff. Eventually, our hero learns that the therapist is actually one of his many slip personalities; he’s been talking to himself the entire time.

At least it wasn’t Satan, right?

Gravediggaz – “Diary of a Madman”

Since Wu-Tang’s beats were always flirting with the eeriness of horror film scores, the Gravediggaz project really wasn’t much of a stretch. Consisting of RZA (The Rzarector), Prince Paul (The Undertaker), Furkwon (The Gatekeeper) and Too Poetic (The Grym Reaper), Gravediggaz are widely considered to be the most influential group in defining the controversial Horrorcore genre.

Diary of a Madman will pretty much remind you of a Wu-Tang song, except with a bit more emphasis on death, murder, satanic offerings, “visions of hell”, etc. And even if this kind of subject matter isn’t your cup of tea, don’t be surprised if you actually like this one. Gravediggaz 1994 debut album 6 Feet Deep is a straight-up classic and criminally underrated.

Cage – “Agent Orange”

A little background on Cage (courtesy of Wikipedia):

“Christian Palko was born in Würzburg, Germany to American parents. His father, Private Bill Murray, was stationed on a West German military base as a member of the military police.[1] Palko lived there until the age of four when Murray was dishonorably discharged for selling and using heroin, and the family was sent back to the United States where they lived in Middletown, New York. Murray would often force Palko to pull homemade tourniquets around his arm as he injected heroin. At the age of eight, Palko’s father was arrested during a standoff with state troopers after threatening his family with a shotgun.[2][3] By the time Palko was kicked out of high school, his mother had remarried twice, and he was beaten by his stepfather Frank. Palko began using PCP, cocaine, LSD, cannabis and alcohol, and was sent to live with his uncle on a German military base, where he was beaten and sent home after a year.

Palko was arrested several times for drug possession and fighting in the streets. When he faced jail time for violating probation, his mother convinced the judge that he was mentally unstable, and he was sent to the Stony Lodge psychiatric hospital for a two week evaluation. He eventually ended up staying in the hospital for eighteen months, where he was a part of a small group used to test fluoxetine.[3][4] After being misdiagnosed and placed on the drug, he became suicidal and made several attempts to kill himself, including hanging himself with his shoelaces and saving his lithium dose for a month before ingesting all of them at once.”

From this mind comes song number six, “Agent Orange,” off 2002’s Movies for the Blind. After a Clockwork Orange-inspired opening that will undoubtedly make you uncomfortable, Cage launches into a tirade that will leave you speechless. It’s the sickest shit you’ll hear all day, for sure.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!