Verse Of The Month: Dave East, “Don’t Shoot”

blame it on 2DBZ October 7, 2016

Lyricism is the backbone of hip hop. Although there are a ton of rappers who aren’t saying a gotdamn thing, there are those who are exceptionally gifted at putting words together over a beat. And with so many songs dropping during any given month, we feel that those rhymes that combine lyrical dexterity and cleverness with verbal gymnastics should be celebrated.

Each month, we’ll spotlight five of the finest offerings and leave it up to you to vote who had the “2Dope Verse Of The Month.” After we tally the votes, we’ll post the winner of the fan vote as well as who The DopeHouse thought put together an excellent display of lyricism.

Last month, André 3000 won with ease for his verse on “Solo (Reprise),” but September proved to be a lot more difficult to pick a winner.

Up for the title, 3 Stacks showed up again on Divine Council’s “December (Remix),” Kendrick Lamar performed wizardry on Isaiah Rashad’s “Wat’s Wrong,” Ab-Soul returned to form on “Huey Knew,” The Game went at Meek Mill’s neck on “92 Bars” (yes, “Pest Control” was phenomenal too, but this is what started it all — and Jayceon didn’t hold back), T.I. demanded justice on “We Will Not“, and Dave East showed off his story-telling abilities on “Don’t Shoot.”

Now, the results are in — which, unlike last month, finds the fan vote and ours at the DopeHouse at complete opposite ends of the spectrum — with Dave East, ultimately, taking home the prize for the final verse on his Kairi Chanel closer.

It wasn’t easy to pick a winner out of a crowded lot of dope rhymes, but when it’s all said and done, Dave East’s narrative on “Don’t Shoot” proved to be a cut above the rest.

While the rest of the field definitely deserved recognition, the manner in which Harlem’s finest delivered on trying to understand police treatment from childhood to adulthood was stellar. Not to mention the clever use of autotune to symbolize his growth. From being a ten-year-old who once feigned naivety to being a hardened adult and confronting the police with an ominous ending, everything about Dave East’s tale is poignant and well told. It’s the final verse that rings true for many of us and captures the angst, paranoia and frustration African Americans deal with when it comes to police.

Simply put, this is pure poetry from one of the hardest working emcees in the game.