Some more songs I like.

LETHAL BIZZLE - POW!

Existing in the days before grime music won BRIT awards and sounded like Usher, Pow! is every bit as explosive as it's title suggests. A highly-charged combo of hand-claps, synth stabs and machine gun vocals come together to create a sound so energetic that many clubs were banned from playing the song, such was the level of hysteria it's arrival created.

GZA - FAME

Twisting the names of many an icon, the man also known as Genius tells a tale of, well, nothing much, but the sheer inventiveness of his lyrics mean that this track never ceases to amaze, especially in the bling & bitches world of modern rap music. A few of the play on names sound fairly ropey, but for the most part lines such as "Chris Tucker to a show, Ted Turner to a ho" and "Sean Combs through the evidence just to get a clue/with a needle from outta Eartha's Kitt" flow so smoothly one wonders how the likes of 50 Cent even have the nerve to release records when their shit is so embarrassingly inferior.

ICE CUBE - A GANSTA'S FAIRYTALE

Similar in concept to Fame, Ice Cube remiagines the cuddly characters of children's nursery rhymes as hookers, killers and dealers. Humpty Dumpty doesn't just sit on the wall, he smokes a joint and drinks some 8-Ball. The lady who lives in a shoe "sells dope out the front, round the back's a marijuana crew"and Snow White is shagging her dwarves. It's not big, but it is clever. And very funny.

TIMBALAND & MAGOO - COP THAT SHIT

In which Missy Elliott flows with more effortless swagger than any of her male counterparts, accusing her peers of "not having the bait that it takes to hook this" and informing the listener of her fresh-smelling nether reigons. And if someone ever brings up how weak Timabland sounds these days, play this and remind them that once upon a time Timbaland produced shit as amazing as this every day.

BUSTA RHYMES - LIGHT YA ASS ON FIRE

Back in the early-to-mid 2000s, The Neptunes were producers du jour for everyone from Britney Spears to Busta Rhymes, and it was with Busta that they produced this space-bass smut-fest. Backed up by production that will probably sound ahead of its time in the year 2519, Busta is in full-on deviant mode, seemingly transfixed by a young lady's behind, opining that she "probably needs a tractor just to carry that ass" and promising to "get deeper than a Navy Seal."