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No one better than Waylon

how everyone sleep on this track is probably one of the best in hip hop history for real

1:00

Webb will be great to hear on the way out 😢

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I love nujabes but the remix kind of ruined it imo

Tinsley cooling tower

As I know they are melting cooling towers

Lyrics: What side you on? You want alive? it's right here Don't Look any further While ya vision is clear A lotta fog in the mist Tryin to throw you a curve All these rappin' thugs Gettin' on my last damn nerve You need to say "a piece a' cake" Day in and day out That tired-ass flavor gets played out (no doubt) You say that tag-along warning To a rhyme for the rest When we rock all the people Say "YES SIR" We fresher than all of these Miggy figgy niggys on the mike And scratch, you know The [scratch] words to match You still playin' catch up Fall far behind the line Try to cut but you wastin' ya time Please come on, dude We the Five Deez Superior rhyme steez Don't have our own style We got styles plural You still caught up in yesterday Steppin' infection Gettin' swept away Futuristic black holdin' mics Like soldiers hold weapons On the attack and reppin' Cincinnati's finest, no question (five) And you say queen city (Side to side) Throw ya hands up in the sky Wave 'em round from side to side We about to get fly (whoa) of a sucka who's locomotive I'm movin' it like the ocean Devotion within my rhyme Sayin' gift that's time Committin' crimes like a felon .357 lyrics to bust you up like melons They ending when I'm dealin' At five hundred decibels I'm hailin' Five Deez Tellin' cities and countries before me (Say what?) I'm above these These other cats bore me Cold and plastic I turn the crowd into elastic Stretchin' 'em to the left Then get pulled to the right (Like a periscope) Seein' 'em with normal eye sight I rock all night So you can roll through the day (come on) Feelin' the rhythm To hear my rhymes in delay I give 'em what is needed While you just flaunt what they want Who gonna get junk, chum? (Who?) Crunk clubbers Bounce to my jam like rubber (yeah) We doin' it for lovers While you second with the haters On the cross fader (Side to Side) And you say Queen City (city, city, city) Hey You can call me on ya mobile phone Or grab a pen, a sheet of paper Write a letter at ya home You can download my music Off a internet site Or you can be mix tapin' it We'll still be creatin' it You can have a compact disc Or vinyl gratin' it (Vibration) but we still Won't keep the fire waitin' A watcher or a reader A loner or a leader You could be the one To make the party cold Or make it heat up (Make the beat speed up) (Press slow to know motion) From the highest mountain To the bottom of the ocean (You want it?) Final attack yeah, attack or adapt Cause and effect It's because we wreck There's no flaws to detect So don't pause the deck Local or international To galactic respect You could fold from the pressure But could you take the weight? (And a rhythmic break) And you say Queen City (city, city, city)

Is This The Hills Have Eyes

I could do without the last 6 minutes, particularly the overly wrought music.

The ad: collapsing nuclear cooling towers* Also the ad: changing it with wind turbines* The city *experiences extreme lack of electricity* This ad is dumb tbh

Max n mind fullness

The Superrappin albums were incredible, great compilation of the Underground Era of Hip Hop. Some great albums dropped in this time frame.

OBRA MAESTRA

This was my favorite quote before I even knew it was in this movie

500th LIKE

Rescue the princess

Awesome.

Side to side...

Legend

thisss sick <3333333333333

:c ti sly towers broke my heart

Die bassgitaar komt er ferm door. Zo zou 'n hele versie motten opgenomen worden...

I’m with all that....but they can keep that great fire stuff

Come on You see me I see you Walking down the avenue Driving down the avenue Strolling down the avenue..... Every saturday of the month I'm out just for fun Whoever told me I was the one did it for many reasons My eyes are opened wide no more time for mere peepin' That kid's name is Charles and he's Drunk from the week end until next wednesday, But not mr Cooper his sax blasts me back (no doubt) The other cat in the corner never recorded to a multi track (what's that ?) And as we pass float through fast like the the gusts don't ask 'Cause yesterday I dropped twenty cents into your empty glass He had the nerve to give me the gas face for lack of more leechie Classless scumsucker blows square smoke that floats towards cutie In my direction optical connection immediatly Scallywag chuck had the indecency to speak repeatedly After the initial dis becoming increasingly vulgar as his lips muttered BITCH But she was long gone though Sidewalk stepping was brisk with long strolls A block and a half away was I thinking about how this song goes Into the beat of my steps walking down the ave. (It goes yo) To the black cats crossing my path (it goes not) To the dude who wants a dollar twenty two (it goes down) To my folk on the avenue Shortcut down the alleyway ghetto gone stray So ill might be roadkill the next day Let's play in the park up until it gets dark When the bullets and bottles fly the glass gets high With Joey... crack toker good looking out for police And down that beer for all your alive homies What they doing on the block sweating getting the cash Oh oh here come the boys tuck away that stash They got safety off hammer back ready to (blast) Hold me down come on my man and hold me down Hold me down, I said homie hold me dowm Hold me down while I get ready wait for them to pass Maybe I had enough for the day but then again maybe not When it's hot the ladies display for me what they got Or what they have, the ave., befriends men here we go again Afternoon crept in and then changed to an evening session City lights, eyes glowing attached to what's not right Settling for less is accepted as the plan for the night But the plans for us never change when we're the observers Street walking nonchalantly making 'em nervous At the (record) spots ...

2021, still pumpin it

FUNK OUT GROOVY FLAVAH

Ahhh yes my child hood trauma

:)

wow

Mmmm

What genre of music is this?

Sample at 0:56: Dan Fogelberg & Tim Weisberg - Guitar Étude No. 3 kzbin.info/www/bejne/i5DPqqWuha91gpI

Hello everyone, I have this song subtitled on my channel♥ hola a todos, tengo esta canción subtitulada en mi canal ♥

Loooove it

た、た、たったた体育祭

Seriously, this is an awesome chill track that is violent...both mellow and hard.

van de pot gerukte garage rock, love it! 1 keer gezien op een maanrock editie, is me altijd bijgebleven...

If you were genuinely cognisant of the inevitability of your death, would you be spending your life as you now spend it?

マネーの虎❗

Musica que eu vou querer no meu velório.

Alguém fala portuga aqui porra.

Amei.

I wish I could make out the books on his shelf. The only one I can see the one on Ammunition.

Nujabes' remix is cool, but this one tops it.

Like california

There's a story about the first time Waylon tried coke; he said "How much a pound a this shit cost"? Aww Waylon you don't want a pound, it'd cost seventy thousand dollars! " Yeah, git me pound of it !" And the rest is history...

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