Discussion dans 'Musique, scène punk et skinhead' créé par Dreamea, 3 Octobre 2020.
Supreme Cerebral - Ultimate Mind - 2020 LIEN DE TÉLÉCHARGEMENT http://www.mediafire.com/file/hmn9qbmuj50issn/SC-UM.7z/file Hébergeur externe. Signalez-nous les liens brisés en postant un commentaire.
Planet Asia - Bodhidharma - 2020 LIEN DE TÉLÉCHARGEMENT http://www.mediafire.com/file/fk8mwfon5zjuvtq/PA-B.7z/file Hébergeur externe. Signalez-nous les liens brisés en postant un commentaire.
[Verse 1 - Curly Castro] What up science? Old man Logan with a natural Black cock Me not like foley the axel See the black planet tilted on its axis Run a company criss, a sky remain a practice Raw thing, fallout party planet done in secret Cockroach Cosby rocks control seekers Leaflets dropped from helicopt's been circling Still don't make no black cops believers Waterboard some blue terror into my nostrils I breathe through my Gil Scott Heron apostle Sitting in a seance, cross from Sonya Sanchez Mask [?] science and then we break bread Put our omen heads together, turn profit Huey P's ghost points out pig agnostics Ran into Medusa in hell, give her a shot gun Lift an L and then inhale, what me not got sun? What me not got sun? What me not got sun? [Chorus - Billy Woods] He got the whole world in his hands Little mama, she just want dance He got the whole world in his hands He got the whole world in his hands He got the whole world in his hands Mistook the stick for an olive branch He got the whole world in his hands He got the whole world in his hands [Verse 2 - Billy Woods] Peckerwoods like a pocket square Cold bar, the lay off the blank stares As civilization crumpled into air Laugh aloud 'cause I'm scared Ninety nine problems, better show your work Don't make me out to be the jerk when you lose your whole flirt with death Lurched to the steps of the church, you've lost your nerve Verses murked, the snipers perch Blurry footage of perp' who caught the chill William Hurt, kept it real That White guilt won't work As he turned, the [?] black, he smirked Meaning duty he shirked My weed jar burp Bulawayo sweat through a [?] shirt Travel with fifty boxes of dirt Bloodsuckers, motherfuckers never loved us Bastards' children have a way of just showin' up Pale as fuck, two holes in the neck You ain't expect to see me on your doorstep The Queen's English is my bitch Rode hard, put away wet You mad as shit Never mind that, you gon' invite me in? Lips fat as yours is thin, but same sly grin You gon' invite me in? [Bridge - Elucid] Uh, is them again Uh, is them again Uh, is them again Uh, is them again Uh, is them again Uh, is them again [Verse 3 - Elucid] Cherry-eyed dragon swivel dipped me in the fountainhead Metal mouth the house you want the balcony [?] selects Eggbeater brain all was quiet when he came through Rappers all cotton bless to God that's how we made good Blue blocker vision my religion isn't one at all Shipping out the schisms, you can't text back till the final call As the oceans go, projectile vomit on a project wall Spin his vinyl backwards, move your masters, homicidal roar Acid and a spinal cord, friendly fire, cyber war Black messiah by ya sent the dialogue, higher sloth Nun cipher when your higher called, by and large folk They don't know the science on assignment, don't get fired on Is that all you locals lower do? Air in the vocals Leaving room for poison darts to fly by and poke you Real god require blood, might sacrifice you to Oxum [?] don't remove the harpoon You's a mark fool, your cave bitch swoon The god's magnetic, stretch, weigh it, measure it Pyrex metric, the dab won't get it, bang, lost trial Don't leave the A out of archive, dark time Popping bar flies with the carbine, raw hides Spectacular, a channeller, a gentleman, it's him again World passport, global citizen (It's him again) (It's him again) (It's him again) (It's them again)
I’m all in the sun, I’m all in the sun I’m all in the sun, I’m all in the sun I’m all in the sun, I’m all in the sun I’m all in the sun, I’m all in the sun Lush like hunter green, jungle camo boonie Summer madness goofy troopin' I been under wings, flood or make it butter please Your boxcutter brother spit, provision in these hunger games Block thudder, pound hooker grip slap the rings out Zimzalabim some what you been ‘bout Friends gas super off the ten cloud Humor, you’s a goober I’m dialing Arecibo, not an Uber Power people, not computers, black futures Nudging flat earthers off the block like Q*bert Stakes higher with a few perks, shoot first I love the taste of honey too N*gg*s smilin' out here wearing wires Pseudo fire buyers under ruse, look who brought the boom Riding shiny rims and tires out the muck and mire Blues for a new birth, cool world, red earth They who thirst quench first, faith without works Dead in the hearse, never under-tally my worth, church I’m all in the sun, I’m all in the sun I’m all in the sun, I’m all in the sun Tiananmen Square, yeah I’m all in the sun I’m all in the sun (hitting my flex) I’m all in the sun (hitting my flex)
My mother used to say A bad penny finds its own way to hell They lovingly fashion they own crosses Beg me to drive the nails Followed the devil to the high place, the pinnacle The wilderness vibrate, do-gooders miserable The pilate silent but that’s a signal too The Pyrex violent, the group home living proof Like dying and coming back black as a dead tooth Roman lions, Blue Angels through the retractable roof Aloof Posdnuos I used to be embarrassed of Brothers reduced to that "do you like rap?" hustle Back before your man let the mack off on forty-deuce N*gr*s say, "let’s stick together" then make funny moves Black is beautiful brother, but it ain’t super glue Guffaw what's left of the truth under his cuticles, duke You be dead in a cubicle 'fore you recoup Christianity is cultural appropriation, papists Free masons, Mason Betha came out the church like Satan Burst out that house of worship, that thing flamin', no amen Shoot the gift 'til it smell like metal shavings Shoot the shit 'til I’m certain they're idiots, then relax Brazen, facts, the next nice neighborhood I move to You lot get first crack, the dark skin Van Peebles Made the rounds with the Watermelon Man sequel Did Jay actually listen to D'Evils? Or did he just skim through it? I took the Shyne to ‘em and turned Jewish In the prophecy...
(je l'ai déjà mise je sais mais je rajoute les lyrics et puis elle est trop belle cette musique pour rester dans les archives de toute façon...) [Elucid] Tripping balls on the bank of the Hudson Earth rumbling Reevaluating my function Tongue tungsten Melting down they assumptions I got a hunch They acting out of need of some substance After grilled pepper shrimp I hiked my hand up her sundress Vivid gradient sunsets 12 steps Start at zero Fear no Sacrificial lamb in a gyro Here go Fresh out the roach coach My beard long Try not to impose on folk And clones alike Beholden hype Imma show u right Sound of mind One way boarded flight Twinkling lights Over my city Unlike any Bust my hump for these n*gg* pennies It been deep Like sinkholes for repent freaks Under mi sensi Feeling extra sensory Grip slippery Citrus piffery 400 year old trees whisper how they sent for me Kush school of mystery If u cool ill waive the entry fee Knowledge reigns supreme Over nearly everyone Peace scientist Zions lion I’m on 12fifth (125th) (Woods) Nonstop to DC free wifi Far removed from the days of New Century Chinatown Bus lines Weight in the duffel weighing on my mind Things change Bag full of laundry now been a long time Red Line train get off just rained Smells like mulch and pine Let myself in moms sleep Cut the light pull the covers under her chin Kiss her cheek She still with the Camry 96 take it for a late night Slide past spots where we used to get right Spill cigar cuts in dark cuts tip 40s under porchlights But it’s houses where those woods was Strange faces Kinda bugged my peoples gone out the hood Up county in bracelets over drugs Or got a job, a wife, up and moved cuz Respect due Certain point you gotta stop eating baby food Night breeze the trees whisper truths I breath green Knock the cherry off on my shoe Parked at the park for old times sake sittin on the trunk Wishing you was there to watch for Jake
Moor Mother & billy woods - BRASS - 2020 LIEN DE TÉLÉCHARGEMENT https://www.mediafire.com/file/2sc92tlf7stg637/MM&BW-B.7z/file Hébergeur externe. Signalez-nous les liens brisés en postant un commentaire.
Putain je vous offre l'album d'une des meilleurs collabs de tous les temps, humblement, pas pour que ça passe inaperçu ni pour qu'on croit que je me fout de leur taf mais pour mettre à égalité avec la plupart des trucs que je post ici et que j'écoute même pas, fidèle au poste, mais en l'occurrence il y a pas photo c'est un chef d'oeuvre, et personne ne réagit!
on n'est pas trop hip hop :cela ne veut pas dire que c'est mauvais. je suis sur qu'à moment donné cela va faire plaisir à quelqu'un. on préfère rien dire que de pollueur ton post.c'est mieux non?
Perso je m'en fout, tu peux "polluer" mais si c'est pour dire de la merde je t'attends..
perso moi non : c'est de la musique que tu aimes .donc par respect
Navy Blue - Song of Sage: Post Panic! - 2020 LIEN DE TÉLÉCHARGEMENT https://www118.zippyshare.com/v/cLMYHL6E/file.html Hébergeur externe. Signalez-nous les liens brisés en postant un commentaire.
Une agréable surprise: hardcore, noise, glitch tout y est pour vous rendre fou clipping. - Visions of Bodies Being Burned - 2020 LIEN DE TÉLÉCHARGEMENT http://www.mediafire.com/file/rwqniy2hif9c52d/C-VOBBB.7z/file Hébergeur externe. Signalez-nous les liens brisés en postant un commentaire.