Review: Carmike – Comin At Yo Ass

Carmike – Comin At Yo Ass is one of the hardest and darkest Memphis rap albums from 1994 next to Tommy Wright III – Runnin And Gunnin. This is classic Memphis rap music from Prophet Entertainment rapper Carmike. 90s Memphis rap scene was straight up horrorcore and gangsta shit. DJ Paul and Juicy J made some cold beats back in the 90s. Now Carmike raps mostly about life growing up in Memphis as nearly most rappers from that city do. The highlight hunts on this album are Let’s Run A Train and Comin At Yo Ass.

Gangsta Shit is a wonderful gangsta rap track filled with action packed drama and true horror. Gangsta Shit explains how Carmike turns winter season into glock season which for Carmike is open season.

Carmike has got a nine-millimeter handgun in his drawers. So think before you step up to the pimpster. Don’t let that be the motherfucking reason you got killed. Carmike quickly turns winter season into glock season which ultimately leads winter season to become killing season. Which for Carmike is open season. Kingpin Skinny Pimp got the funk in the trunk. Carmike be dicking down on every last one of you hoes. Putting his foot dead in your ass,

The song and title track Comin’ At Yo Azz is one of the catchier songs on the album. The song explains exactly how Carmike is coming for/at your ass. His rhymes kick like mantras. DJ Paul and Juicy J made the dope ass beats for the title track.

The song and title track Comin’ At Yo Azz is one of the catchier songs on the album which uses catchy lyrics during the beginning which go as “Carmike, Carmike, comin’ at yo ass, comin’ at yo ass”.

[Intro]
Carmike, Carmike, comin’ at yo ass, comin’ at yo ass
Carmike, Carmike, comin’ at yo ass, comin’ at yo ass
Carmike, Carmike, comin’ at yo ass, comin’ at yo ass
Carmike, Carmike, comin’ at yo ass, comin’ at yo ass
Carmike, Carmike, comin’ at yo ass, comin’ at yo ass
Carmike, Carmike, comin’ at yo ass, comin’ at yo ass
Carmike, Carmike, comin’ at yo ass, comin’ at yo ass
Carmike, Carmike, comin’ at yo ass, comin’ at yo ass
Carmike, Carmike, Carmike
Carmike, Carmike, Carmike

Carmike compares himself to the king of boxing, Muhammad Ali, at the very beginning of Verse 1 with these lyrics of his.

[Verse 1]
I floats like a butterfly, I sting like a bee
I’m as rough and rugged as a motherfucking tree
One, two, three and don’t forget four
Niggas that I flex, have them wrestled to the fucking floor
One pop, two pop, sweat starts to pop, then I drop

Carmike floats like a butterfly and stings like a bee. He is as rough and rugged as a motherfucking tree. Carmike has niggas that he flexes on wrestled to the fucking floor. Kingpin Skinny Pimp kicked in the door and he started to wreck shop on them hoes. Was that psychic shit that 2-1-1 must’ve hit? Kingpin Skinny Pimp picked Carkmike up for another 211. He goes “Are you alright, my nig, my nigga, my man?”

There goes Mrs. Claudine. She likes Carkmike in that pimp riding. Now pimp riding ain’t for fuckin’ shorties. That pimp riding is for certified playas and macks. These bitches are constantly choosing and using.

Carmike drop off smooth spleens on your portrayal of your defense. He really doesn’t like Christmas because he is the damn Grinch. It’s easy to break you off something foul. His foot broke off in your ass. His rhymes kick like mantras. Carmike is that gangsta, realsta, and the pimpsta. You’re dealing with the mack, jack. So roll up another endo sack and buy another pint of yak. Welcome to the underground in the cells where Carmike dwells. Better be down with this motherfucking pimp sound.

Let’s Run A Train is one of those junt that everyone bumped back in the day. This is that song that you play when you are running a train. The way Carmike and Noid put their flows on one beat is just sick. Juicy J made those dope ass beats.

I rate this album 5/5*****!