Built like Budda and Bob Marley on a Harley So much flavor on this track it was clearly concocted by SoulChef. The title of this track is just outright deceitful; the art of making money has been bastardized and turned into an act of craving cash rather then flourishing ones talent. That's exactly why the crispy cadence of Declaime reclaims what is it to be truthful to oneself. I lack the words to accurately describe how poignantly powerful this gem is. SoulChef is one of the greatest producers and an ode to a time that is quasi lost. When coupled with a lyricist who can consciously construct a clear message it's apparent that the power of hip-hop is still exceptionally strong. I love it from top to bottom. It radiates and embodies what I want to be as person. Thank you kindly for blessing me with a banger worthy of making money to. Lyrics: Declaime Haha this is what it is And you what it ain't Going hard in the paint Going places where most can't Not...
Yet another great song by the Hilltop Hoods of Australia. These guys demonstrate the art of hard work and sacrifice in order to achieve their goals. This is a tribute to their passion and undying love to the culture of hip-hop. If you're like me, a hip-hop junkie, and you haven't gotten on board with the scene down under you're seriously putting a dent in your rotation list. Listen to this track because "I love it!" Lyrics: Hilltop Hoods - I love it ft. Sia Verse 1: SUFFA I’m wondering where the day went, The clouds have me shrouded in grey but, I’m still out pounding the pavement, word, Drowning the hurt by pounding rounds in brown paper, Founded a label now I’m drowning paperwork, But now the crew I’m down with found an escape from work, And I love it ‘cause that what your hard work gets you, My heart bursts through my chest I’m rescued, So forget what the rest do, I’m blessed to do it with two of who are the best to do it, Do I love it? PRESSURE Look at our goa...
Action Bronson is just down right nasty. Spewing nothing worthy of a child's ears his filthy style has that certain shock factor to it. The other day I was told that my writings could be seen as a bit preachy, and I can dig that. I do however recognize talent for what it is and these gutter infused syllables are an ode to the predecessors (Wu-Tang). Bronsolini has some serious skills, so if you're like me and need to acquiesce to his raw raps you'll find yourself pleasantly rewarded. Before you dig in for a healthy helping I'd like to break down a couple of his more obscure lines. "Running through the maze like I'm Willie" - A nod to Willie Mays and incredible play on words. "You know the fuzzy light green, call it Dunlop. Flows nuns twat." - His flow is really that tight, just like a nuns twat. Lyrics: Action Bronson - Not Enough Words produced by Statik Selektah [Verse 1] Book a ticket to the tropics cause I’m ...
Macklemore is an inspiration.
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