Rittz - Nowhere To Run (2011)
I think I may come to like Nowhere To Run as much as Fulla Shit and High Five because it's an emo-rap song by a cracka us white ppl can listen to when we're feeling frail like a penguin's egg without being struck by cerebral images of the fabled sulking teens in the Papa Roach video, so since it's apparently now k00l to like fat white southern rappers I present you with the best three songs by Haystak as according to me.
Pictures of Crackavelli's album covers lay just short of the Big Bear CD sleeve as far as all "rap album covers lolz" message board threads from the last decade went, but 'stak Bundles was one of the forefathers of Moonshine 'n' Rhinestones whigga-rap who was kicking double-time flows and launching into Newports and cheap booze-addled harmonizing with his raspy drawl like a saltine ginger Z-Ro over country-rap jams when Rittz was probably still playing air-guitar to Puddle Of Mudd and practicing the Grandmaster Sexay and Scotty 2 Hotty dance in front of his mother's TV; so, grab your rhodium fronts and chain, cop some 44" waist Southpole jean shorts, white Reeboks and Ecko t-shirts from TK Maxx and let's take it to the dirt roads :
Haystak - Reckon (2000)
Haystak - Broads And Alcohol (2004)
Haystak - Hell Naw (2008)
Swear down that wasn't intended as a one-hot-song-ever-four-year-average there, because everybody knows that Haystak has made more good songs than Eminem at this point.
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