Hip Hop op DF?

[WhiteRallye]

Van Cypress Hill vind ik alleen de eerste 3 albums (Cypress Hill, Black Sunday en III - Temples of Boom) steengoed. Die draai ik echt grijs. B-Real is echt een one of a kind rapper.

Hier trouwens een van mijn all time favorite gangsta tracks:

Dre & Ice Cube - Natural Born Killaz
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c9-M2tqI ... re=related[/youtube]

Zooo lekker :banaan:

"Natural Born Killaz"
(feat. Ice Cube)

[Dr. Dre]
Journey with me
Into the mind of a maniac
Doomed to be a killer
Since I came out the nutsac
I'm in a murderous mindsate
With a heart full of terror
I see the devil in the mirror
BUCK BUCK, Lights out
Cause when I get my sawed off
Niggaz get hauled off [Ice Cube:] haha barrel one
Touches your motherfuckin flesh [Ice Cube:] barrel two
Shoots your fuckin heart out your chest
You see I'm quick to let the hammer go click
On my Tec-9 so if you try to reck mine
Fool it's your bad time
Feel the blast of the chocolate bomber
Infra red aimed at your head
Like your name was Sarah Conner
Decapitatin I ain't hesitatin
To put you in the funderal home
With a bullet in your dome
I'm hot like lava
You got a problem?
I got a problem solver
And his name is revolver
It's like a deadly game of freeze tag
I touch you with a 44 mag
And your frozen inside a boddy bag
Nobody iller
Than this graveyard filler
Cap peeler
Cause I'm a Natural Born Killa

[Ice Cube]
Terror illistrates my era
Now I cant hang around my momma
Cause I scare her
I'm quick to blast motherfucker
[Dr. Dre:] yeah what's up
It feels like I'm bustin a nut
When I open you up
Cause your body is exposed to the midnight mist
All you weak motherfuckers give my ring a kiss
Cause I'm givin dirt naps
Comin with them bomb ass raps
To make your lungs collapse
Perhaps, you never sleep
Cause evertime you doze
You catch blows to the motherfuckin nose
Ain't seen the sun, in 66 days
Let me count the ways in a fucked up maze
I never ever ever made a hoe stay
But I'm down with Dre
Like AC is down with OJ
So fuck how your livin
I'm the unforgivin
Psycho drivin
Murdera
It's authentic
Don't panic
I can't stand it
God Damn it
Scizophrenic
So fuck Charlie Manson
I'll snatch him out of his truck
Hit 'em with a brick
And I'm dancin

[RBX]
Mass Murderer, Natural Born Killla,
And I don't wanna die
I DON'T WANNA DIE
I DON'T WANNA
I DON'T WANNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA DIE!

[Ice Cube]
I dont understand the logic in my dreams
But I understand I like the sound of Sireens
Terrified screams from the streams
Of Strycnine
Dumpin on any motherfucker tryin to trick mine
Cause motherfuckers wanna violate
Now they stiff and cold
And they pupils won't dialate
IT'S SO MUCH PAIN
MIGRAINE
Headache
I can hear his bones break
He steps in the single door
Gets his ass whipped with 20 lashes
Like that dude up in Singapore
So I'm a pull a fuckin Jeffrey Dahmer
Now I'm suicidal, just like Nirvana

[Dr. Dre]
Tic Toc
Toc Tic Toc Tic
Dr. Dre and Ice Cube on some murderous shit
Keepin niggaz in order
Makin there live shorter
Ready to slaughter
Cause to me a life ain't worth a quarter
Or a dime
Mushroom's got my mind
Hallicinatin
Ain't no debatin
I'm creatin an escape
Route to be out without a doubt
Scot Free, so don't even think about tryin to stop me
Cause I can't wait
I'm out the gate
On the for realla
A thrilla
Or a Natural Born Killa

[Ice Cube]
Gi-Gi Gi-Gi Ga-Ga
They call me Da-Da
6 million ways to murder
choose one
Lose one soul
Bodies turn cold
Natural fright from niggaz goin bump in the night

Should I peely
Should I kill her in my iller
Then a Natural Born Killa
[repeats 3x]

[Tom]

http://moviemeter.nl/film/46375" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;

Filmtip voor je Nandor. Alle oldskool hiphop komt wel voorbij.
Film zelf stelt weinig voor, hoef je geen hoge verwachtingen bij te hebben dus.

[HansD]

Gaan er vanavond nog DF´ers naar ICE T in de melkweg?

Concert begint om 21.00 uur en ik ben bijna zeker aanwezig.

[Shakes]

Nope

Wil vanavond eens voor 01:00 in mijn bed liggen voor het eerst in drie weken..........

Net wel kaarten voor Ne-Yo besteld in de HMH. Kun je kijken wanneer CNN komt?

[HansD]

concert begint om 21.00 uur, voor 1 uur in je nest moet lukken. Toch maar een kaartje voor je halen

CNN treedt 30 januari op.

[Shakes]

Ik bel je even als ik ga (reken er niet op want 2k in londen uitgeven in 3 dagen is zuur)


Maar wel lekker

[HansD]

2K met de huidige stand van het pond?? Player

Mocht je nog gaan hoor ik het wel.

[HansD]

Je hebt een goed optreden gemist Nandor. Old skool, of classic zoals hij het noemt, gangsta hip-hop. 3 van mijn all time favourites midnight, the tower en colours kwamen nog voorbij dus dan weet je wel ongeveer wat voor optreden het was.

Voor zo´n oude kerel heeft hij goed zijn best gedaan, hij stond bijna 2,5 uur op het podium.

[Shakes]

Hmmmm nou ja jammer!

31-1 staat er ook een mooi concert:

Beatnuts / Lords of the Underground / Tha Alkaholiks / Paris / Jeru The Damaja / TBA in de Melkweg. Ben er!

Verder heb ik Illmatic inmiddels op de Iphone. Wat een gruwelijk album blijft het!!!



(Right..) (Right..)
Check me out y'all, Nasty Nas in your area
About to cause mass hysteria

[Nas]
Before a blunt, I take out my fronts
Then I start to front, matter of fact, I be on a manhunt
You couldn't catch me in the streets without a ton of reefer
That's like Malcolm X, catchin the Jungle Fever
King poetic, too much flavor, I'm major
Atlanta ain't Brave-r, I'll pull a number like a pager
Cause I'm an ace when I face the bass
40-side is the place that is givin me grace
Now wait, another dose and you might be dead
And I'm a Nike head, I wear chains that excite the feds
And ain't a damn thing gonna change
I'ma performer strange, so the mic warmer was born to gain
Nas, why did you do it?
You know you got the mad fat fluid when you rhyme, it's halftime

(Right..) It's halftime
(Right..) Aiyyo it's halftime
(Right..) It's halftime
(Right..) Yeah, it's about halftime
This is how it feel, check it out, how it feel

[Nas]
It's like that, you know it's like that
I got it hemmed, now you never get the mic back
When I attack, there ain't an army that could strike back
So I react never calmly on a hype track
I set it off with my own rhyme
Cause I'm as ill as a convict who kills for phone time
I'm max like cassettes, I flex like sex
In ya, stereo sets, Nas'll catch wreck
I used to hustle - now all I do is relax and strive
When I was young I was a fan of the Jackson 5
I drop jewels, wear jewels, hope to never run it
With more kicks than a baby in a mother's stomach
Nasty Nas has to rise cause I'm wise
This is exercise 'til the microphone dies
Back in eighty-three I was an MC sparkin
But I was too scared to grab the mics in the parks and
kick my little raps cause I thought niggaz wouldn't understand
And now in every jam I'm the fuckin man
I rap in front of more niggaz than in the slave ships
I used to watch "C.H.I.P.S." now I load glock clips
I got to have it, I miss Mr. Magic
Versatile, my style switches like a faggot
But not bisexual, I'm an intellectual
Of rap, I'm a professional and that's no question, yo
These are the lyrics of the man, you can't near it, understand
Cause in the streets, I'm well known like the number man
Am I in place wit the bass and format
Explore rap, and tell me Nas ain't all that
And next time I rhyme, I be foul
Whenever I freestyle I see trial niggaz say I'm wild
I hate a rhymebiter's rhyme
Stay tuned, Nas, soon the real rap comes at halftime

(Right..) It's halftime
(Right..) Exhale, check it it's halftime
(Right..) It's halftime
(Right..) It's real in the field
Word life, check it

[Nas]
I got it goin on, even flip 'em on this song
Every afternoon, I kick half the tune
And in the darkness, I'm heartless like when the NARC's hit
Word to Marcus Garvey I hardly sparked it
Cause when I blast the herb, that's my word
I be slayin them fast, doing this that and the third
But chill, past to Andre, and let's slay
I bag bitches up at John Jay, and hit a matinee
Puttin hits on 5-0
Cause when it's my time to go, I wait for God wit the fo'-fo'
And biters can't come near
And yo, go to hell to the foul cop who shot Garcia
I won't plant seeds, don't need an extra mouth I can't feed
That's extra Phillie change, more cash for damp weed
This goes out to Manhattan, the island of Staten
Brooklyn and Queens is livin fat and
The Boogie Down, enough props, enough clout
Ill Will, rest in peace, yo, I'm out

(Right..) It's still halftime
(Right..) To the Queensbridge crew
To the Queensbridge crew, you know it's halftime
(Right..) Ninety-two, it's halftime
(Right..) Yo police, police man, yo let's get ghost
Halftime..



Cause when it's my time to go, I wait for God wit the fo'-fo'
DAMN!

[Shakes]

OOh en gangsta?




{*sound of a pager going off*}

[Notorious B.I.G.]
Who the fuck is this? Pagin me at 5:46
in the mornin, crack of dawn an' {*dialing phone*}
now I'm yawnin - wipe the cold out my eye {*ring*}
See who's this pagin me - and why
It's my nigga Pop from the barbershop
Told me he was in the gamblin spot, and heard the intricate plot
of niggaz wanna stick me like flypaper neighbor
Slow down love, please chill, drop the caper
Remember them niggaz from the hill up in Brownsville?
That you rolled dice wit, smoked the blunts and got nice wit
Yeah my nigga Fame up in Prospect
Nah they're my niggaz nah love wouldn't disrespect
I didn't say them, they schooled me to some niggaz
that you knew from back when, when you was clockin minor figures
Now they heard you blowin up like nitro
And they wanna stick the knife through your windpipe slow
So - thank Fame for warnin me cause now I'm warnin you
I got the mac nigga tell me what you gonna do

[Chorus]
Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper

[Notorious B.I.G.]
They heard about the Rolex's and the Lexus
with the Texas license plates outta state
They heard about the pounds you got down in Georgetown
And they heard you got half of Virginia locked down
They even heard about the crib you bought your moms out in Florida
The fifth corridor --
-- call the coroner!
There's gonna be a lot of slow singin, and flower bringin
if my burgular alarm starts ringin
Whatcha think all the guns is for?
All purpose war, got the Rottweilers by the door
And I feed 'em gunpowder, so they can devour
the criminals, tryin to drop my decimals
Damn! Niggaz wanna stick my for my cream
And it ain't a dream, things ain't always what it seem
It's the ones that smoke blunts witcha, see your picture
Now they wanna grab the guns and come and getcha
Betcha Biggie won't slip
I got the calico with the black talons loaded in the clip
So I can rip through the ligaments
Put the fuckers in a bad prediciment, where all the foul niggaz went
Touch my cheddar, feel my Beretta
Fuck what I'ma hit you with you motherfuckers betta duck
I bring pain, bloodstains on what remains
of his jacket - he had a gun he shoulda packed it
Cocked it, extra clips in my pocket
So I can reload and EXPLODE on ya rasshole
I fuck around and get hardcore
C-4 to ya door no beef no more nigga
Feel the rough, scandalous
The more weed smoke I puff, the more dangerous
I don't give a fuck about you or your weak crew
What you gonna do when Big Poppa comes for you?
I'm not gunnin, nigga I bust my gun an'
hold on, I hear somebody comin...

[Xave30]

Cocked it, extra clips in my pocket
So I can reload and EXPLODE on ya rasshole
..

Biggy tapping into the West Indian roots 8)

[Shakes]

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dBT0Qyuc ... re=channel[/youtube]

[Michel P]

Een van mijn alltime favorits

[Shakes]

Dirty!

[Joost H.]

Dirty!

lastig rappen, hij heeft z'n fluor gebitje nog in 8)

klinkt wel nice hoor...

[HansD]

{*sound of a pager going off*}

[Notorious B.I.G.]
Who the fuck is this? Pagin me at 5:46
in the mornin, crack of dawn an' {*dialing phone*}
now I'm yawnin - wipe the cold out my eye {*ring*}
See who's this pagin me - and why
It's my nigga Pop from the barbershop
Told me he was in the gamblin spot, and heard the intricate plot
of niggaz wanna stick me like flypaper neighbor
Slow down love, please chill, drop the caper
Remember them niggaz from the hill up in Brownsville?
That you rolled dice wit, smoked the blunts and got nice wit
Yeah my nigga Fame up in Prospect
Nah they're my niggaz nah love wouldn't disrespect
I didn't say them, they schooled me to some niggaz
that you knew from back when, when you was clockin minor figures
Now they heard you blowin up like nitro
And they wanna stick the knife through your windpipe slow
So - thank Fame for warnin me cause now I'm warnin you
I got the mac nigga tell me what you gonna do

[Chorus]
Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper

[Notorious B.I.G.]
They heard about the Rolex's and the Lexus
with the Texas license plates outta state
They heard about the pounds you got down in Georgetown
And they heard you got half of Virginia locked down
They even heard about the crib you bought your moms out in Florida
The fifth corridor --
-- call the coroner!
There's gonna be a lot of slow singin, and flower bringin
if my burgular alarm starts ringin
Whatcha think all the guns is for?
All purpose war, got the Rottweilers by the door
And I feed 'em gunpowder, so they can devour
the criminals, tryin to drop my decimals
Damn! Niggaz wanna stick my for my cream
And it ain't a dream, things ain't always what it seem
It's the ones that smoke blunts witcha, see your picture
Now they wanna grab the guns and come and getcha
Betcha Biggie won't slip
I got the calico with the black talons loaded in the clip
So I can rip through the ligaments
Put the fuckers in a bad prediciment, where all the foul niggaz went
Touch my cheddar, feel my Beretta
Fuck what I'ma hit you with you motherfuckers betta duck
I bring pain, bloodstains on what remains
of his jacket - he had a gun he shoulda packed it
Cocked it, extra clips in my pocket
So I can reload and EXPLODE on ya rasshole
I fuck around and get hardcore
C-4 to ya door no beef no more nigga
Feel the rough, scandalous
The more weed smoke I puff, the more dangerous
I don't give a fuck about you or your weak crew
What you gonna do when Big Poppa comes for you?
I'm not gunnin, nigga I bust my gun an'
hold on, I hear somebody comin...

BIGGIE regeert!!

31-01 Melkweg ziet er goed uit trouwens. Waarschijnlijk ben ik ook aanwezig.

[Shakes]

Gezellig!

Neem m'n mee

[HansD]

[Metchu]

Voor Nederhop had je nog Turkishop 8)

Heerlijke nieuwe generatie rap: Ceza - Med Cezir


Dit is echt Turkse old school hiphop: Cartel - Cartel (1e nummer is altijd over jezelf toch Deze gasten kwamen uit Duitsland overigens )
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gPWrQThX ... re=related[/youtube]

[HansD]

Nandor, jij hebt een behoorlijke verzameling hip-hop toch?
Ik ben nog op zoek naar een aantal artiesten/platen, kun jij me helpen aan het volgende:
- Rhyme Asylum (UK shit)
- Army of the pharaohs
- Ill Bill
- Eazy E - eazy duz it (had ik natuurlijk allang moeten hebben )
- Juice Crew
- Kool G Rap - 4,5,6
- Crooked 1
- Kurupt
- Big L - lifestylez ov da poor and dangerous

Overigens 31 jan gaat zeker door.

[Shakes]

Uit m'n hoofd

Eazy, Kool G Rap, Big L heb ik liggen. Wat moet je in godsnaam met Kurupt

Kan wel even kijken wat ik nog meer heb, zit soon ook weer in Londen. Kan ook daar wel even kijken.

N.

[HansD]

Top, heb je dat digitaal of op plaat?

Check the Rhyme is trouwens verplaatst naar 22 februari.

[Michel P]

NAS

Maar vergeet EPMD niet!!


Please listen to my demo!

Ook lekker oldschool!

Michel

[Shakes]

Even over concerten

Net terug van Ne-Yo in de HMH. E46 voor een kaart en na vijf nummers vertrokken. Wat een K*Tconcert. Doe een soundcheck de volgende keer wankers. Wel veel vrouwen die reageren als men vraagt "handen in de lucht als je een diva bent" dat zijn de cheapste

N.

[Macboy]

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=21OH0wlkfbc&e[/youtube]