Nej tack, inga Sweatshirts och Chieef Keefs för mig.
Enbart ha Hot Cheetos & Takis!
Detta är 2012 års bästa barnrap. Nä vänta, den bästa sedan Stunt Of The Block, eller i alla fall sedan Shyheim förklarade för 2pac, Biggie, Fat Joe, Big Daddy Kane och de andra på Madison Square Garden att han aldrig hade träffat jultomten.
Kanske äntrar asiaterna äntligen rap-arenan på riktigt nu.
Att fuxxa med Philthy Rich och Freeway är i alla fall inte fel.
Men snälla, chilla med mainstream-remixarna. Gang Bang nedan är dock hedervärd då man räddar ett enormt beat från Wiz Kalifas slätstrukna verbala insatser och gör ett jävla anthem av det.
Ännu ett steg framåt för Trappmusik!
Nästa video ska enligt Trappadon bejaka hans norrländska rötter och ha surströmmingstema… word life.
Kolla även in deras förra video.
Det är inte ovanligt att Philthy har med större namn på sina låtar, men med Chief Keef funkar det bättre än vanligt. Ett jävla beat som AK-47 langar. Och de använder Menace II Society-temat nästan lika bra som Ice-T använde Superfly på sin tid.
(via Thizzler On The Roof)
Denna har jag väntat på!
Vill se mer sådant här nu! Hoppas Dirty Crowd keepsar det smutsigt.
Child Rebel Soldier, shortened CRS, is a hip hop supergroup composed of hip hop recording artists and record producers Kanye West, Lupe Fiasco, and Pharrell Williams. (…) Lupe Fiasco produced the song in an attempt to construct a mashup mixtape containing hip hop remakes of alternative rock singer Thom Yorke’s solo album, The Eraser, coupled with a few Radiohead songs.
Not enough that their music blows, if not racist, reactionary moralists, conscious rappers are thieving con men.
Byron Crawford told us about Wyclef’s charity fraud almost a year ago, and now NY Times has jumped on the bandwagon.
But on his book tour for “Purpose: An Immigrant’s Story,” Mr. Jean, who made an aborted bid for the presidency of Haiti after the earthquake, neglects to mention two key facts: a continuing New York attorney general’s investigation has already found financial improprieties at Yéle, and the charity effectively went out of business last month, leaving a trail of debts, unfinished projects and broken promises.
“If I had depended on Yéle,” said Diaoly Estimé, whose orphanage features a wall painting of Mr. Jean and his wife, “these kids would all be dead by now.”
Even as Yéle is besieged by angry creditors, an examination of the charity indicates that millions in donations for earthquake victims went to its own offices, salaries, consultants’ fees and travel, to Mr. Jean’s brother-in-law for projects never realized, to materials for temporary houses never built and to accountants dealing with its legal troubles.
On the ground in Haiti, little lasting trace of Yéle’s presence can be discerned. The walled country estate leased for its headquarters, on which the charity lavished $600,000, is deserted. Yéle’s street cleaning crews have been disbanded. The Yéle-branded tents and tarps have mostly disintegrated; one camp leader said they had not seen Yéle, which is based in New York, since Mr. Jean was disqualified as a presidential candidate because he lives in Saddle River, N.J., not Haiti.
Wyclef getting a lil’ emotional when defending his choice of sampling Nena’s 99 Red Balloons for John Forte’s breakout single.
I’d rather listen to bag pipe music than letting these piece of shit conscious rappers pollute my ear drums.
Vid min själ, Pursuit of Happyness måste vara ett av årets bästa släpp, och här är den enormt talangfulle HD tillbaka med en skön låt. Gästar gör nyligen frisläppte Bearfaced-medlemmen G Dirty.
“… känslan är som jag vunnit på hästar“
Snubben släpper värsta sommarlåten i mitten av oktober. Det måste man respektera.
Lani Mo är en stor talang, och fortfarande väldigt oslipad. Om han fortsätter att utvecklas och arbeta lika smart har vi mängder av ännu bättre musik att se fram emot.
Love how that Roy Ayers-sounding sample creeps in to the body of the beat, very much like how them slug-like, alien life forms was invading Kryceck’s body in the third season of The X-Files.
Damn shame Beanie is heading to the big house. And for taxes!
His latest tape, This Time, was very good.
And if there is one rapper on this green earth who is criminally underrated, it’s Tony Yayo. Sure, he might have slurred his words and penned some sub-par rhymes during the G-Unit reign of the mid 00’s, but he always stayed humble, was the first New York rapper to show love to artists such as Lil Boosie, Gucci Mane, Lil B, and Danny Brown, and has twice as many good songs and twice as many guns as your favorite rapper.
And he was killing them old freestyles.
“… these rappers is talking about bricks in their rhymes, you never did shit but some Mickey Mouse crimes.“
That beats sounds sick, and Cormega turning to more personal subject matters is a welcome change. Maybe that’s what has been missing in his output in recent years.