Oral Sex ('99)
Ras Kass · Other Songs - Ras Kass
"Death on the phono, my skills are dolo
You say 'oh no', you bitch ass homo"
---> ATCQ (Scenario remix)
Verse One: Ras Kass
I'ma kick it to y'all frankly
so all y'all weak niggaz can hate me
jealous 'cause they know I'm the shit, like Mr. Hankey
reintroducing Ras Kass, the waterproof
I'm too deep, you Too $hort
Standin' on two feet, drownin' in two feet, kapeesh?
I defy the feat by defecating on beat, fuck how you feel
I've got an oral fixation with spitting liquid razors
so ill that they cut through steel
So if my album ever sell 3 mil
I'm slashing every rapper with a deal
Every nigga with a video look like Seal
'Kiss From a Rose' - Not, more like a peck from Jada'
even with a spectator
ranked this nigga 45 in Blaze 50 greatest MCs
good lookin but I beg to differ, though
body of evidence
my molecular structure based on the table of elements
I'm Cmx4, Nl3, Iv3, plus Tg2, Rd4, Ms4, Gr1, At5 (????!!!)
I'm complex with curriculums combinded
a next level innovator with invigorating rhymes
plus slightly thuged out, but revolutionary with minds
spit my message with grime
five years ahead of my time
two thousand and five,
I'ma be that nigga beatin' down traffic cops at stop signs
put that in you're glass dick and smoke it
who the dopest? if Ras spoke it, loc'est
The most focused wrote the opus, Nature of the Threat
Fost focus richest the bok'est could get it like
I'm sexually transmitted, bidditch
Yeah, yeah, Evil D make it ill for me, spit it
[scratching]
"Death on the phono, my skills are dolo
You say 'oh no', you bitch ass homo"
Verse Two: Ras Kass
It's that underground b-boy shit
just a beat and a rhyme
as simplified as a heat and a crime
true lyricists always get felt
'cause I rarely masturbate dog, but I always be feelin' myself
I rep' Golden State Warriors, I rep' The Horsemen
get pissy drunk and forced to break the porcelin
God, I'm worse than Cupid, stupid
Love is Lust, so my glands release hollow point endorphins
Bitch nigga, I'm mighty morphin' into a larson
forcin' grown men into a forced a-dult abortion
make it scorchin'
hot to death then drop it artic
so MCs shatter like glass next time a nigga sparks shit
make sense/cents, even if I don't make dollars
Asiatic ghetto scholar
Y'all grafted like seedless grapes and rottweilers
My hoochie bitches pop that pussy while my pimp niggaz pop they collars
and pop stars- these the last days of disco
it's all about me-me-me-me-me
cause I'm out here with a big dick, though
You faggot like Sisqo
You thumbs down six feet like Ebert & Gene Siskel
I'm blessed with my Father's complexion and my Mother's features
I'm unique, different from all other creatures
I be rocking a black doo rag tellin pigeons youse a motherfuckin fool
and they be like 'you look like Ja Rule, but that's cool'
I guess all short, chocolate, chinky eyed niggaz look alike, boo
let the pen stroke, so the track have a heart attack
you blind, baby, give your cataracts cataracts
matter of fact, face it, I'm just not the norm
more graphic than porn
I'm like eye witnessin' a matador get his rib cage crushed
lung pulled by a raging bull's horn
I put it on like a uniform
what?
Oral Sex ('99) by Ras Kass
Ras Kass emerged from the gritty streets of Philadelphia as a defining voice of the late 1990s hip-hop scene, blending raw lyricism with a distinct regional cadence that resonated deeply within the East Coast community. His musical style is characterized by an unapologetic honesty and a rhythmic delivery that often mirrors the cadence of spoken word poetry, yet executed with the precision of a trained performer. The track "Oral Sex ('99)" stands as a testament to this approach, capturing a moment in time where the boundaries between explicit content and artistic expression were frequently blurred, yet always grounded in the lived experiences of the artist and his peers.
Released in the final year of the millennium, the song reflects the cultural zeitgeist of the late 1990s, a period marked by a resurgence of gangsta rap and a renewed focus on the realities of urban life. While the title suggests a focus on intimacy and sexuality, the song operates on a broader level, exploring themes of connection, vulnerability, and the complexities of relationships within the context of the artist's environment. Ras Kass's delivery is both intimate and commanding, creating a sonic landscape that feels as much like a confession as it does a performance. The production, typical of the era, likely features a sample-based beat that provides a steady, driving rhythm, allowing the vocals to take center stage without competing for attention.
The song fits within the broader discography of Ras Kass, which is known for its consistent exploration of Philadelphia's social fabric and the personal struggles of its inhabitants. It aligns with his other works from the late 90s, such as "Ghetto Fabulous" and "Rasassination," which collectively paint a picture of a city in transition. The track does not shy away from the subject matter, presenting it with a matter-of-fact tone that invites the listener to engage with the human element of the narrative rather than merely consuming the explicit imagery. This approach distinguishes it from contemporaneous tracks that might rely solely on shock value or aggressive posturing.
Critically, the song was received as a significant contribution to the Philadelphia hip-hop canon, recognized for its lyrical depth and the artist's ability to convey complex emotions through his vocal style. It was part of a wave of releases that challenged the prevailing narratives of the time, offering a more nuanced perspective on the lives of young men in the city. The song's enduring appeal lies in its authenticity and the way it captures the specific mood of the late 1990s, a time when hip-hop was transitioning from its early roots into a more diverse and globally influential genre. Ras Kass's work on this track remains a reference point for fans of the genre who appreciate the intersection of raw emotion, regional identity, and unfiltered storytelling.
In the context of the artist's catalogue, "Oral Sex ('99)" serves as a pivotal moment that showcases his evolution as a songwriter and performer. It demonstrates his ability to navigate sensitive topics with a level of grace and insight that has become a hallmark of his career. The song's place in the discography is secure, representing a high point in his output during the late 1990s and continuing to be cited in discussions regarding the best of Philadelphia hip-hop from that era. Its legacy is built on the foundation of its honest portrayal of life and love, delivered with a voice that remains unmistakably Ras Kass's own.

