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So I'm outside cleaning up after mowing my yard, and this kid in a Mazda 3 with a cherry bomb sticking out of the back of his car had this "song" balsting in which the lyrics were "Blow it up motherf_cker, blow it up". This repeated at least 8 times as he drove by my house. Is this really what people listen to?
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meh... its just kids. i think this just means you're getting old :(

 

when you were 18 (and i was 13 lol) gin and juice came out. people were like WTF? snoop dogg? people actually listen to this? i remember some places wouldnt sell doggystyle because of the cover lol.

 

same with our parents. our grandparents would be like elvis? no way. too much gyration in the pelvic area. beatles? those long hair hippies! people actually listen to that???

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public enemy FTW. a lot of the newer rap and hip hop is just shit.

 

i think the earlier stuff was a lot better because people could relate to it. it could appeal to a wider band of people.

 

nowadays they are just talking about dropping benjis on bottles of crissy and rolling around in their hummer on 28s. how many average people can relate to that?

 

 

maybe "blow it up motherfucker" was part of the chorus?

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I must be, but I still listen to Public Enemy from time to time (age shown)

 

What ever happened to verse, verse, chorus, bridge, chorus, verse, chorus, chorus?

 

It died in 1994.

 

I've been so into muse lately it's not funny

 

but if you're looking for verse chorus verse I recommend Wolfmother...imagine if Zeppelin, Sabbath and AC/DC had a love child band.

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I walked out of work one night to find I was parked by a Mexican guy in a Ford Escape, with all windows down and driver's door open, blaring Backstreet Boys "quit playing games with my heart" to the point of speaker distortion.

 

lol, that's funny.

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drinkin beers beers beers. rollin fatties smokin blunts

 

who smoke the blunts?

we smoke the blunts.

 

 

15 bucks little man

put that shit in my hand

if that money doesn't show

then you owe me owe me owe...

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"Back then they didn't want me, now I'm hot they all on me"

"Back then they didn't want me, now I'm hot they all on me - I SAID"

"Back then they didn't want me, now I'm hot they all on me"

"Back then they didn't want me, now I'm hot they all on me - I SAID"

 

[Mike Jones]

Mike Jones!!

Befo' I came up in the game these hoes didn't show no love

They see me in the club and used to treat me like a scrub

They wouldn't holla cause my dollars wasn't swoll enough

I bet they change they mind when them 80 4's come rollin up

They see that I'm a star, now they wanna sit in my car

Now they wanna count my G's, smoke my weed and sip my bar now

They used to love to me diss me, now they rush to hug and kiss me now

They tellin all they friends when I leave how they miss me now

2 8 1, 3 3 0, eight zero zero 4

Hit Mike Jones up on the low cause Mike Jones about to blow

Befo' the ice was in my grill, befo' I got my major deal

These hoes wouldn't give a damn if I was ill, shea

Befo' the ice was in my grill, befo' I got my major deal

These hoes wouldn't give a damn if I was ill, shea

Befo' the ice was in my grill, befo' I got my major deal

These hoes wouldn't give a damn if I was ill, shea - because

 

[Chorus]

 

[Mike Jones]

I remember back den, most of them hoes couldn't stand me

But now them same hoes beggin me to pull down they panties

A couple of 'em said I was cute but I was just too chubby

Same size a year later the same hoes wanna fuck me

Because they see me paid, pimpin pens, workin my jelly

And I ain't trippin cause my pockets stick out mo' than my belly

They know I'm paid, livin laid in the shade

2 slabs in the Escalade with fo' or five estates

Then know that I got it made, I'm a motherfuckin baller

She would want a nigga now but I ain't got no time to call her

I'ma stall her like she stalled me, now she tryin to call me

Bitch I'ma dog yo' whole ass like you dogged me

I'm Mike Jones, don't act like you don't know the name

Ain't nuttin changed but my change, I'ma stay the same

I'm Mike Jones, don't act like you don't know the name

Ain't nuttin changed but my change, I'ma stay the same

 

[Chorus]

 

[Mike Jones]

Befo' my paper came, befo' I got my fame

These hoes that's poppin on me now didn't even know my name

They said my flow was lame, they said I had no game

I told 'em all I was fin' to blow they thought I was insane

But then my name started blowin up quick, now they jumpin on my dick

Cause they see me on the rise and know now my paper thick

But then my name started blowin up quick, now they jumpin on my dick

Because they see me on the rise and know now my paper thick

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a lot of rap jibba jabber

 

 

[D-LOC] you know the king klick, yeah we got the bomb weed,

we got the southern kali shit that make ya eyes bleed,

daddy x, d-loc and that boy Johnny richter, bdub, big pak, lou, munchyz the heavy hitter

 

[Hook]

where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?

it's in my backpack , but you can't touch that

where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?

i need to take a rip , quick, tell me where the weed's at

where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?

you know I'm holding, always knowing where the weed's at

so where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?

somebody's gotta know where the muthafuckin weed's at

 

[Verse 1 - Daddy X]

it's on this time, in my prime blowin hella smoke

I got the mountain side growing going out for broke

we got them hillside's saturated Koast II Koast

I got a sack in my sock, an ounce in my coat

I got a fat bud in the case of my guitar

I got the flavour of the month chillin in the jar

i got that Whitehouse buying president

I got that Nassau spaceship THC

I got some weed in my garage and under my bathroom sink

ounce in my xbox living room by my TV

I got a nug on my desk and in my dresser drawer

and when I'm running low my hidden stash is in the floor

furthermore I got some backup underneath the stairs

and the eighth I got stashed in my underwear

wrapped in my sweaty balls , that's why I'm flying high

you wanna take a lick, trick , taste it good life...

 

[Hook]

[/End Hook]

 

[Verse 2 - Richter]

 

wanna know where the weeds at? well I'll give u a hint.

just follow the scent rising outta my tent.

imp flowing outta the vents into a Lincoln cont.

or my dropped Cadillac bc I done did it again.

I'm back to ballin to win, don't let me hold it all in

I only need five breaths but fucking calling it 10

getting control of those ends, blowing smoke like the wind

I'm back to Rollin in my bus, don't even let me begin

cause when I'm in it , I'm in, when I'm out it, I'm out

these cats are loopy bout prints they got a problem no Doute,

I call it fifty fin and my lair's my house,

I got one rule there it's don't show up unannounced

gotta call before you roll through, get the all cool

I might be like wait up , yo I'll call you

cause no one knows what Johnny Richter's got chronic

but when it's cracking, we be the toughest motherfuckers that's cracking

but anyway...

 

 

[Hook]

[/End Hook]

 

[Verse 3 - D-LOC]

 

I got the bomb weed, you know I'm blowin hella tokes

I got the good shit that leave you laid up on the floor

I got the crip nugs, i got the big sacks

i got the type of bud that kick you in your fuckin ass

i got the type of weed that make you wanna bug out

without a doubt the type of shit that get you drug out

we getting super high, we gettin super ripped

we puttin it down for all the weed smokin klicks

so where's the weed at ?, i need to roll a blunt

put that shit back , fill it up, don't front, lick it up , stick it, burn it

smoke it to the butt, finish that shit and roll another one up. So...

 

 

[Hook]

[/End Hook]

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I'm sure it started as a form of music but was simply transformed into something they could play at clubs. All of the "good" rap these days are just hook's, that's it. A good beat, maybe a good line or two in there and thats it, its a hit. I listen to it every now and then, but I get tired of that shit after the 5th time I've heard the same song. To each their own I suppose.
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Hmm... mostly Euro type stuff, with some 80's (Def Leppard, Pet Shop Boys, Peter Gabriel) thrown in. Occasionally if I'm in a really good mood I'll hit Rob Zombie, Korn, Linkin Park, and that sort.
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