By Odeisel

Hip-Hop is general is missing that gutter , face frowning music. I realize that rap music si the new pop but at the heart, that real shit will always being the engine that makes this music turn. Boston Rhymer Termanology is not rhyming about popping tags or buying Jordans. Along with guests Inspectah Deck and Maffew Ragazino Sr., Term drops that razorblade-on-the-inside-of-your-cheek music with You Ain’t Safe.

This shit is music malevolence, Sean Penn in Bad Boys beating a fellow inmate with a bag full of full soda cans. All three rappers deliver their verses with measured tones. No pyrotechnics or double speed deliveries her, just the ice cold gaze that makes shook ones avert their gaze. I don’t know where you will find yourself listening to this, maybe doing pushups getting ready for a fight or getting yourself hyped up to hit the streets and get your stick up on, but either way, this is prolly your sound track.

You Ain’t Safe is from Term’s upcoming release G.O.Y.A (Guns Or Yay Available). To show you how far he’s taking it, the album comes with a coke mirror and a straw in the spine of the CD jacket. That’s perhaps keeping it a lil too real, but still a bit of the gutter that Hip-Hop music is missing. You Ain’t Safe. I remember a time when rap music wasn’t safe. Ah well. Enjoy.

In case you thought i was pulling your chain…