"Soldiers come quickly, I feel the earth beneath my feet.
I’m feeling badly, it’s not an attempt at decency.
And if you’re well off, well then I’m happy some for you.
But I’d rather not celebrate my defeat and humiliation here with you.
Someone come quickly, this place was built for moving out.
Leave behind buildings, the city planners got mapped out.
Bring with you history, and make your hard earned feast.
Then we’ll go to Omaha to work and exploit the booming music scene and humility.
And we’ve been talking all night….
Oh god come quickly, the execution of all things.
Let’s start with the bears and the air and mountains, rivers, and streams.
Then we’ll murder what matters to you and move on to your neighbors and kids.
Crush all hopes of happiness with disease ‘cause of what you did.
And lastly, you’re all alone with nothing left but sleep.
But sleep never comes to you, it’s just the guilt and forever wakefulness of the weak.
It’s just you and me….
The execution of all things."
The number three single on the Billboard chart this week?
T-Pain featuring Yung Joc-"Buy U A Drank (Shawty Snappin')"The spelling alone makes my teeth hurt.
In any case, I now have to quote MC Lars:
This popular subgenre is brought to you by materialism.I'm now going to listen to some Deltron 3030 to make the pain go away.
We'd like to thank Bentley, Aliz© champagne, and Sean
Jean clothing. We'd like to thank the record industry for
Marketing hip-hop stereotypes to 12 year olds and a pop
Culture that unquestioningly consumes vapid,
Superficial entertainment.( Read more... )
Phrase about my car, rhyme about my crew (Volvo!)
Rap about how much more crunk I am than you
Rhyme about my rims, rhyme about my bling
Chorus where I scream cause I don't know how to sing
Rhyme supporting guns, and also drinking 40's
Misogynist rhyme about banging lots of shorties
Rhyme about my dough, and then some made up lyrics
Get off the gas you swinga, check the deuce, yo sabiirit
Generic crunk rap! (What) Generic crunk rap! (Yeah)
Generic crunk rap! (What) We don't mess around
Generic crunk rap! (Yeah) Generic crunk rap! (What)
Generic crunk rap! (Yeah) You like our dirty sound
Buy clothes (Get crunk) Hennesy (Get crunk)
Escalades (Get crunk) Spend money (Get crunk)
Buy cars (Get crunk) Take shots (Get crunk)
Have sex (Get crunk) Spend money (Get crunk)
Grandmaster Flash, I'm sorry but we're killing hip-hop
KRS, I'm sorry but we're killing hip-hop
Run-DMC, I'm sorry but we're killing hip-hop
But who can argue with the charts
When we're sitting at the top?
Rakim, I'm sorry but we're killing hip-hop
Chuck D, I'm sorry but we're killing hip-hop
De La Soul, I'm sorry but we're killing hip-hop
And we're making so much money
That we ain't about to stop!( Read more... )
Edit: Against my better judgement I looked up the lyrics to "Buy You a Drank (Shawty Snappin')". It is, perhaps, the ultimate Generic Crunk Rap.
Further edit: In the interest of quasi-journalistic integrity, I listened to the song. Actually, I listened to about half the song... I just could not make it all the way through....
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It's interesting to observe the trends of what sort of songs are on the chart for what length off time according to how Billboard has changed its policies on how it determines the Hot 100 over the years, with a major change coming in the early 90s, with the chart now skewing very heavily towards a small number of R&B/Hip-Hop singles....
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(Billboard Number Ones through the present day are continuedhere)
It took me long enough to get around to it, but I've now uploaded my photographs of the Secret Chiefs 3 show at the Great American Music Hall on 03 June.
I'm really enjoying doing concert photography; I need a new camera that better handles low-lighting conditions.
What purpose in these deeds
Oh fox confessor please
Who married me to these orphaned blues?
"It's not for you to know, but for you to weep and wonder
When the death of your civilization precedes you."