Pimpin’ Point (Pt.1)

pb.jpgI reminisce back in during the Poetic Ammo days during my college years blasting my speakers to ‘Kuala Lumpur’, ‘Kam Sang Tah Kong Chai’, ‘Vallavan’ and ‘Peluru Puitis’ imitating Yogi’s beatboxing and Point’s Chinaman emceeing skills that rocked the nation’s hip-hop scene after a hiatus in absence.

The beats are fresh and the music is mature. It was about the same time I get to know Wu-Tang Clan, and it was just right to have known them while I delve deep into the territories of rap and hip-hop. I was glad that Poetic Ammo, even down to two at present still manage to produce good inspirational music such as KL Lheng Chai and Ipohmali – the phattest anthems for KLites’ and Ipohian’s making us proud of our roots and where we hollerin’ from.

Str8 to the point?

Rap & hip-hop are synonymously associated with gangsterism and gun culture, but Point Blanc manage to change the whole idea where he re-engineered new breed of hip-hop that even appeals to younger audience below the age of maturity, nurturing them about the importance of loving your locality, take pride in them, and to be proud of who you are.

I applaud their afford in bringing such music as Malaysian hip-hoppers had the credibility to balance up the negativity portrayed by their western black counterparts into something rather positive, inspirational and patriotic!

Kudos Point! You’re da bomb. Here are the official lyrics of ‘Ipohmali’ and also an MV (unofficial) dedicated to this cool track right below the lyrics.

Do singalong peeps!


Yo, this song’s close to the heart,
It’s my hometown baby, representin’,
Ipoh where you at?
Ipohmali Ipoh Ipohmali,
I sing it loud and proud that’s who I be,
Cos’ small town dreams do come true,
So stand up and represent where you from too boo,
(Uh), Ipohmali Ipoh Ipohmali,
I sing it loud and proud that’s who I be,
Cos’ small town dreams do come true,
So stand up and represent where you from too boo.

(Verse 1)
Yo, I was born and raised in a place,
Where the hottest women come from,
Ipoh city that’s where I’ll always belong,
Don’t get me wrong yo,
I’m KL lite now,
Its just that my roots stay strong,
Growin’ up as a Ipoh chink kid representin’ it,
Ipoh Garden Eastside yo was the hood I was kickin’ it,
I grew up poor but I had the riches memories,
Wooley Food Centre rockin’ arcades religiously,
And after school me and my crew,
DFS would be-boy on the sidewalks in front of Fair Park shops,
And as my story drops,
I recollect I never had them fancy kicks, fancy clothes all I had was Hip Hop,
And peer pressure left me with a scar,
Cos’ when kids were rockin’ Airwalks, I was rockin’ Bata,
Back then I had nothin’ but a dream to be a rap star,
Now who would have thought this Ipoh chink would get this far?

Chorus 1x

(Verse 2)
Yo I’m a Ipohmali chinaman,
I represent/ small town kids havin’ big dreams so understand,
When I spit this rhyme yo’ I’m spittin’ it right,
My flows divine and miraculous givin’ the blind sight, haha
Back in the day circa ‘95,
In St. Michaels Church where I prayed for my life to get better,
So I can be mah’ family’s provider,
The answer, was to audition for Poetic Ammunition’s replacement rapper,
I dropped the beatbox blew Yogi B away,
Got the record deal, had a choice to make,
Leave for KL or do I stay?
Cos’ everybody sayin’ then bein’ a rapper don’t pay,
From Bingotown to Greentown I was strollin’,
Contemplatin’ what mah’ life’s future would be holdin’,
Everybody I knew was all against it,
They said 16 year old Ipoh kid will never make it,
But I persevered, a boy with no fear,
I had hopes as high as Hotel Excelsior,
For years I proved my critics wrong,
That’s why I wrote this song to tell the world where I’m from cos’ I’m…….

Chorus 1x

We Ipohmali baby here to show y’all what we got,
Never underestimate yourself, cos’ you can make it,
No matter where you are,
It ain’t where you’re from but how you make it to the top,
Cos’ we are Ipohmali baby, here to show y’all what we got

To all mah’ peeps all down at JB,
Throw your hands up if y’all hear me,
To all mah cats down at KL city,
Holla at me if y’all hear me,
To all my pheng yew across the sea now,
Penang khia are y’all still down?
And everybody across the nation,
You can make it just be patient,

(Verse 3)
Now flash forward to the present,
Mah’ life at this point,
Nobody knows mah’ real name, they all call me Point,
I’m an industry veteran,
10 years in the game,
3 LPs now that’s evidence/
I seen it all, the ladies, the groupies, the fancy parties,
Award ceremonies, glory and all that money (money),
But I learned the hard way that fame came with a price,
For Point Blanc to be more famous than Ipoh chicken rice

(Outro singing)
Ipoh, Ipoh, if y’all afraid go call the popo,
It’s your boy Point lettin’ you know,
The hottest chink hollerin’ from Ipoh/
(Repeat 1x)

(Outro adlib)
Voyeur Records! It ain’t where you’re from/ its where you at/
So be proud of where you’re from baby, cos’ I am/

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17 years ago

Ello!! Found your blog thru Mikey’s. Thought why not drop you a line or 2wo. Now that I found u, better check out my blog also lah k? Its not as nice and as hi-tech as yours, but still can survive..hehehe 😛 Cheers and ta ra!!! ^_^

17 years ago

Bidor mali neh?