Dee Boi "Let's Get Gone" feat. Treal (Audio + Video)

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Before everyone jumps on my homie Dee Boi's wagon, remember where you heard him first. Peep this new track by him called "Let's Get Gone" featuring Treal on the tag team. Hella dope, dirty sizzzouuth type aura in your mouth fool, so represent! Oh, and check out the video footage of Dee Boi in the studio making this track mane!




"Let's Get Gone" (click to listen)

"Dee Boi in the studio" (click to view)

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Lyrics to 9th Wonder "No Time To Chill" feat. Little Brother (Lyrics + Audio)

Posted at 10/13/2007 08:57:00 AM

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Check it, if you're a hip hop head you should go out and get that new 9th wonder album called "The Dream Merchant 2". It's definitely one that you should cop. One particular joint I like is called "No Time To Chill" featuring Little Brother. It's very dope! Big Pooh and Phonte spit 2 ill verses (see below). Based on what I see, Big Pooh's a little more advanced with his diction. Anyways, analyze the lyrics as you listen!

"No Time To Chill" (click to listen)

"No Time To Chill" Lyrics
Chorus
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Rapper, Uggh
Phonte
Mr. Dream Merchant
Yeah
I know you see me
I know you hear me
Yo, I know you feel me
Listen Yo

Verse 1
Big Pooh
My pen pack in the venom heart pumpin the sound
My inclip in the system my catalogue is the hound
Got a problem we air 'em and tell legit and I scare 'em
Beat knockin' they hear 'em, Why on earth did they clown
Niggas spittin that fiction, A dick dick'em my diction
Want to know what I'm fixin, try peepin' the kitchen
What the game's been missin', Not a thing if you ask
Been here for years, you decided to pass

Phonte
I'm here with Pooh in the lab, Crisis on the boards
Still spitting all the real shit, all the ladies adore,
When he come in the door all eyes on moi, Frustrated cause
they can't believe he came so far, Butt, dick ridin' niggas, it's a big faux pau
Niggas asking Pooh like, "Hey is that your car"
But I tell them to chill and let my niggas just breathe
Because by that look on your face, you got your heart on your sleeves

Chorus
Yo, it's time to live and a time to die
It's a time to laugh and a time to cry
It's a time to break and a time to build
With no time to waste, no time to chill

It's a time to live and a time to die
It's a time to laugh and a time to cry
It's a time to break and a time to build
With no time to waste, no time to chill
For real, For real, For real, For real
For real, For real, For real, For real

Verse 2
Big Pooh
I decided to stand, it's all apart of the plan
Broke free from the suits, no longer part of the scam
Cause you call it a flim, but you part of the flam
They like,"Pooh,you for real", Mufuckas I am
Cause I mean what I say, and I say what I mean
You Either right or you wrong, it ain't no in between
There's no us in machine, still gettin' that cream
Still making them records, still livin' a dream

Phonte
I'm still on your magazines, all your Vibes and Billboards
Still got them hater niggas sayin, "They still bored"
Still got the real niggas sayin, "He still raw"
Still going places that you niggas would kill for
This rap shit is natural to me, Dawg, it's like breathin'
It's like candy to a baby, Dawg, it's like teethin'
It's like all you niggas crazy, Dawg, you are not even
On this level,Homie , stop dreamin'
For real, For real, For real, For real,
For real, For real, For real, For real

Chorus
Yo, it's time to live and a time to die
It's a time to laugh and a time to cry
It's a time to break and a time to build
With no time to waste, no time to chill

It's time to live and a time to die
It's a time to laugh and a time to cry
It's a time to break and a time to build
With no time to waste, no time to chill

Cause It's the real, let the windows down
Let them down
Let the windows down, i promise it's gonna sound better
Let it go

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Nice!! Donny Goines "Do It For Hip Hop" (Video)

Posted at 10/13/2007 08:06:00 AM

I saw this video by Donny Goines "Do It For Hip Hop". It's an excellent joint and by the wordplay, I can tell that D's got a bright future in the game. He may not achieve the commercial success that less skilled MCs are and have achieved, but he will get major underground love and respect. He's got my vote. Enjoy the video.

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West Oakland MC, Krushadelic, to drop 4th LP - "Ghostrider"

Posted at 10/12/2007 07:44:00 PM

Pioneer, Oakland based rapper, Krushadelic, is currently getting ready to release his fourth solo album this fall. As one of the godfathers of the Hyphy movement, Krush is not only a rapper, but also a producer and the CEO of his own label, Armada Entertainment, and will count this project as an impressive twenty-fifth release from his imprint.

The album, titled Ghost Rider, takes it's name from the west coast trend that has been popularized by hyphy culture. Ghost Rider features an array of talented artists including Ray J, Too Short, Keak Da Sneak, Mistah F.A.B., Andre Nickatina and R&B legend, Chaka Khan. The first single is “Ready, Set, Go” (see here) and was produced by Krushadelic himself. As a well sought after producer in the Bay Area, Krush, did the all the production on his album.

An original member of the West Oakland rap group, UnderGround Rebellion, Krush has been a mainstay on the West Coast hip hop scene since the 90's. In an industry where so many artists have come and gone, Krush has proved time and time again that he has staying power. Speaking on his upcoming release, Krush gives some insight on his newest project, "I feel Ghost Rider is some of my best work to date and yet my most difficult with the death of my mother and grand mother two weeks apart. This album is full of true to life stories and an example of strength. Just when you seem to be at the bottom of life's barrel and at your weakest, we find ways to keep pushing forward in life with a new aggression".

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Jay Z "Ignorant Shit" Lyrics plus Audio Rip (Lyrics + Audio)

Posted at 10/12/2007 12:20:00 PM

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Yo, a partner of mine sent me this Jay-Z track from a mixtape (Audio rip). It's called "Ignorant Shit" and it's gonna be on the upcoming "American Gangster" album. So yo, I took the liberty of writing down the lyrics to it for you to look at. It's bananas. Hey, I'm always at awe at the originality of Jay. In the song, he basically tries to prove how brain washed we are today in the music we listen to by delving into the mindless media that is ever present today...pay attention and read the lyrics as you listen to get an understanding of what I just said!

"Ignorant Shit" (click to listen)

Jay Z "Ignorant Shit" Lyrics
Intro
Ughh, Ughh
Yes Sir, Just the sound of his voice is a hit
Y'all nigga got me really confused out there
Make big pimpin or give it to me one of those
Y'all held me as the greatest writer of the 21st century
I make some thought provoking shit
Y'all question whether he fallin' off
I'm really confuse y'all on this one

Verse 1
When the tops come down
Chicks tops come down
When the shots come out make cops come around
When the blocks come out I can wake up a small town
Finish off the block and I then I make my mall rounds
Stares get exchanged when the fif come out
Tough guy disappear then the bitch come out
That's him, I'm usually what they whisper about
Either what chick he with, or his chick he out
Because I been doing this, since Chips been out
Watching Eric Estrada banging up at the Ramada
Table full of powder
AC broke bought to take it another shower on my 25th Hour
Spike Lee's everywhere, Game on the flight
You might see me anywhere Day in the Life
Only thing change, the Tel number on the flight
I can touch down and take off the same night
I'm so bossy, Bitch get off me
Trick get off me, you can't get shit off me
I'm so flossy no shit can fount these
Laid back, Made back
You can't even talk to me

(Chorus)
This is that Ignorant Shit you like
Nigga F*CK shit ass bitch shit precise
I got that ignorant shit you love
Nigga Fuck shit ass mommy gonna get them drugs
Come on
I got that ignorant shit you need
Nigga Fuck shit ass bitch trick what's me
Come On
I'm only trying to give you what you want
Nigga Fuck shit ass bitch you like it don't front

Verse 2
Zero actors looking at themselves in the mirror backwards
Can't even face themselves
Don't fear no rappers, Fair or Weirdo,
DeNiros or Wackers
So don't believe everything you hear low captioned mostly backwards
Unless it happened to be that career is me
And everything said in a song,
Very actually believe half of what you see
Know of what you hear, even if it's spat by me
And with that said I will kill niggas dead
Cut niggas short and give you wheels for legs
I'm K-I, Double L, E-R
See y'all in hell
Shoot niggas straight thru the ER
Whoa!!
This ain't BR no!
It's SS CEO, the next fleet out no!
The next leader of the whole free world
The next thing I'm do is set out yo!

Chorus
I got that Ignorant Shit you like
Nigga I don't give a fuck most ass and ice
I got that Game Shit Shit you love
Nigga bang out brang out money and drugs!
I got that ignorant shit you need
Nigga Hydro, Blue berry, bomb ass weed!
I got that project shit you want
Nigga Dope shit Row shit, nigga don't front!
I'm so bossy bitch get off me
Trick get off me, you can't get shit off me
I'm so flossy no 6's are squeezed
Laid back made back don't even talk to me
Because he's bitch fuck yo name
When I come you give me some brain
When I'm done, can you please get the fuck out my face

Verse 4
You're the arc mommy cry me a river
Blackened my heart by putting light liquour in the liver
Put my all in a part that spreads apart now back together
Young Goldie the Mack Forever
Heard they love when I'm hard on hoes
Said a 'G don't give a bitch no keys or security codes
I agree my lady ain't no bitch
She get's whatever I own
So we you see her understand that's me, nigga
Understand, I'm the same 'ol G, nigga
I know the difference between a bitch and a Beeb, nigga

Chorus
Bitch get off me, you can't get shit off me
This is that ignorant shit you like
Nigga fuck shit ass bitch shit precise, Come on
I got that ignorant shit you love,
Nigga fuck shit ass bitch, mommy gonna move them drugs
I got that ignorant shit you need
Nigga fuck shit ass bitch trick let's weave, Come on
I'm only trying to give you what you want
Nigga fuck shit ass bitch, you like it don't front
I'm so bossy, bitch get off me
Trick get off me
You can't get shit off me
I'm so flossy, no 6's I squeeze
Laid back, made back money don't talk to me

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Jo Jo Pelligrino "Possessed" (Audio)

Posted at 10/12/2007 11:11:00 AM

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Good ish. This is a very lyrical inclined entry. Check out this new joint, "Possessed", by Jo Jo Pelligrino. This is very good track and I hope you dig!

"Possessed" (click to listen)

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Rich Boy "Let's Get This Paper" Lyrics plus Audio (Audio)

Posted at 10/12/2007 10:24:00 AM

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Yo, I just wanted to put you all on to this video by Rich Boy called "Let's Get This Paper". It's from his debut album that's been out for a minute, but yet in still it's a dope joint. Anyways, I really want you to evaluate Rich's lyrical maturation and look at his word play. Based on what I see he wrote, Rich Boy's style is hella diverse and definitely goes to the "Darkside" in this one. As you listen to the track, check the lyrics as well (see below).



Rich Boy "Let's Get This Paper" Lyrics
Yo Yo Hey Hey Hey

Verse 1
R.I.P. Pooh Bear, that's my dead homie
F**k that other shit, hey, let's get this bread homie
Remember when they could catch a charge down in Atlanta
They underestimate me 'cause I'm comin' from Alabama
Martin Lee, innocent, he ain't even have a chance
They beat him in that boot camp 'til he died in that ambulance
That boy was only fifteen years old, f**k what they say he did
So tell me how I'm 'posed to feel when police killin' kids?
And then we can't get a job, ridin' we get them pounds
If it ain't that coke then we get that 'dro and break it down
See that ice, the dope man paradise
Boy better think twice, that dope have you doin' life
They tore down the projects, so where we gon' move next?
They takin' them food stamps, they stop government checks
Hey, money my motivator, my mouth my money maker
Naw I don't see them haters, so let's go get this paper

Bridge 1
Yeah when you look at us just think about it, we don't own nothin'..
If we get money, we got a lil' few dollars, but our whole family tore up nigga
you gettin' money for the people in ya family that ain't got nothin'..
When it's all said and done, what do you own? You don't own nothin', you
don't own you... The nigga playin' basketball, he don't own that jersey, he can't
even be in a commercial wit' his name on the back, so when it's really all
said and done, what did you do this for? What difference did you make?

Verse 2
You see how the world changin'? Yeah, they look so dumb ain't it?
Wish they just kill 'em all so now the Middle East they bangin'
Preachers in that pulpit, say they teach that bullshit
So know how we know it's bullshit? Same niggas I went to school wit'
Grabbin' on yo' nuts and disrespectin' get you merked
Them young niggas got pistol grips, they been about they killin' shit
But they all some hypocrites, haters they won't let me be
When I come up to them gates, I hope you say you heard of me
Now Kendrick Curtis gone, them angels took him home
They gave my brother ten years, the system did him wrong
Now we convicted felons, because they caught us sellin'
And nine times out of ten yo' friend the one who tellin'
I wanna go to Heaven, up to that Promised Land

I need another chance, I wanna meet that man
Money my motivator, my mouth my money maker
No I don't see you haters, so let's go get this paper

Bridge 2 - Polow Da Don
Yeah! Surprise niggas! Hey we ?? nigga! Everybody talkin' 'bout they gettin'
money... Y'all niggas ain't gettin' no muthaf**kin' money nigga! I got
millions nigga and I'm still broke nigga 'cause that ain't no mutaf**kin' money!
Y'all playin' right into these muthaf**kin' hands... Risk ya life
everyday for some bullshit! Huh nigga? What yo' bank account say nigga?
Oh that's all? Haha!

Verse 3
They shippin' them boys off, they fightin' in Iraq
It's soldiers in that war that ain't never gon' make it back
Niggas this the battlefield, fake niggas scream keep it real
Yeah yeah, rob, steal, anything to pay them bills
Hey nigga times harder, so we grind harder
We takin' chances wit' that coke comin' 'cross that water
Tryin' to make it out this ghetto life ain't gotta be this way
Them pigs they came and kicked my mama do' in yesterday
I prayed a thousand nights, I did a hundred crimes
And now I'm beggin' Lord that you don't let me down this time
Money my motivator, my mouth my money maker
No I don't see them haters, so let's go get this paper

Bridge 3 - Rich Boy
Our Father who art in Heaven, Please Lord forgive me for that crack
sellin'... Thou kingdom come, thou will be done, these niggas dumb
Yeah nigga gave my brother ten years nigga... what the
f**k you s'posed to do wit' that nigga they gave my uncle twenty years nigga..
matter fact they gave my cousin life nigga... I can tell ya how I feel nigga
be on that muthaf**kin' stand nigga lookin' the muthaf**kin' judge in they
face nigga... and he gon' tell you some stupid shit like "life" nigga..
They sendin' y'all niggas on vacation nigga 'cross the nation nigga, y'all
niggas caught up in the muthaf**kin' hype nigga... Sellin' that white
nigga... I been there, done that nigga Nigga I'm from Mobile nigga they call that
bitch ?? city nigga, you bring yo' black ass there nigga, you ain't gon' make it
nigga... You guaranteed to go to muhf**kin' prison bein' black where I'm from
nigga I come from the mutaf**kin' impossible nigga Now y'all niggas gotta
deal wit' me nigga I'm here! Zone 4 new muthaf**kin' money nigga D Boy Squad..
Rich Boy! Polow Da Donnnnnnn! Yeah!

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Juxx Diamondz - "We Flyin'" (Audio)

Posted at 10/12/2007 08:59:00 AM

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Yo, here is another banga from Brooklyn vet, Juxx Diamondz. Check this new track called "We Flyin'". Dig it!

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"The Trilogy: Arizona Heat – Part 2" Starring Atllas’ “I’m Hood Famous” Mixtape by Flo Dirt

Posted at 10/12/2007 08:38:00 AM

Dirt back in it with part two of my trilogy dedicated to the desert land where I own real estate, Arizona. Last time I brought you a closer look into the gang that is Man Up Squad. This time, I took it to a different side of the town, as well as a different perspective of hip hop. This time, I’m bringing you some Rawkus Records heat in the form of the Hood Famous, the self-proclaimed Arizona Caesar… Atllas. Like Cinque, I did an interview with Atllas earlier this year for the site (read here). Check that out as well as Atllas’ webpage at www.atllasonline.com or www.myspace.com/atllas. Do some research on the kid. If this is your first time hearing about him, you should probably be over at MTV.com reading up on what’s new on Laguna Beach.

Because Atllas is a real cool dude and he and I have some history now as well as a mutual affiliation with The Merks Entertainment group, he hit me off with the mixtape for review before anyone else. That’s love and since love is love, I’m gonna do as he asked and be honest with my review. Anything less than that is for them suckas elsewhere taking money for press. That’s not how I operate. Ask about me…

Hosted by Statik Selektah, “I’m Hood Famous: The Maryvale Story” is Atllas’ mixtape prequel to his Rawkus Records debut, “Arizona Caesar” due out later this year. This mixtape is definitely the calm before the storm and is available directly from his Myspace page. Say no more… Let me do what I do.

“Arizona”: The God Rakim once said that “it ain’t where you’re from, it’s where you’re at.” Well, in Atllas’ case, he’s at where he’s from. You can find him in the hood, you can find him in Maryvale, you can find him with Kay Slay in NYC. No matter what, he’s making sure he’s doing his part to put the state on the hip hop map and keep it there. “I gotta potty mouth / I spit that shiiiiit… I live the life that YOU emcee.” Realism from the gate.

“LaLa”: I can’t get enough of this track… The hook is so catchy that I have been waking up the past three nights humming it like, “Lalalalalalala…” It’s incredibly hypnotic and features his homie Kavy who killed it on his own, a little reminiscent of Eminem. Kavy gives us his personal tale of child abuse and almost being taken from his father by Child Protective Services. Bad Credit opens and closes the track, informing everyone that he’s racist. “I hate black people. They’re born with bad credit…”

“Dead End Street”: Produced by the homie Midi Me from The Merks. (It’s The Merks!!! - www.myspace.com/themerksent) Atllas rocked this one recently at the Phoenix Sons show and it made the building shake like the Candlestick Park in ’89. I heard this beat and instantly envisioned M.O.P. or Beanie Sigel tearing through it alongside him. Atllas holds his own incredibly thoroughly for dolo though… Dude gets the dirt of his shoulders, shakes off the anchors of the hood and vows to blow the fuck up like Scrooge McDuck, word to Group Home, even though he’s from a place where “the trees are murdered before they leave… I’m gonna be more than my father, I promise!” This is one of two tracks at almost 5 minutes each, which took me back to “Thriller” days. Could have been a verse shorter.

“Street Lights”: Atllas reads from his diary over a track that could have easily been used by Paul and Juicy from Three 6 Mafia. I’m not a big fan of this track or the hook, but I love his honesty. It makes me keep listening. You can only listen to so much rap bullshit for so long before you begin to crave substance and I’ve gotten nothing but thus far. Plus, anyone who praises his mother through his art? Th