Hip Hop-tråden - les reglene

[cErfik]

Veit kjipt han ble drept, likte karen.. Mye fet musikk fra han R.I.P

[Bytex]

ÅÅÅÅÅÅÅ hvorfor kan ikke disse toskene bare lage musikk istedet for å skyte på hverandre. RIP Proof

[ArmenMinAU]

omg!!....RIP

[Onyx]

Cerfik, har du andre Dirty South folk jeg bør høre på?

 

Kongen er uten tvil, T.I.!

[Oovz]

Haha, guess who's back!

 

Fyfaen for en feeeeet tur. Nye skiver ble det også, spring sale med 70% rabatt på HMV er faen meg fint.

 

Talib - Quality

Common - Like water for Chocolate

 

Pluss denne posteren.

 

Btw, måtte Proof hvile i fred. Tragisk at hiphopen har mistet enda et navn i så ung alder.

 

 

The emotions that one goes through, over a loss of a loved one

Or friend and, knowing the cost of rebuilding and carrying on

It gets so damn hard in this modern day Babylon

And disease runs rampant, so many men carry arms

So many have a lonely painful road to travel on

Mothers losing sons, improper use of guns

Children go astray because their parents were abusive ones

I used to run with the illest guys

Through the realest eyes

I seen the realest and the illest die

The cycle continues, so many times the good ones

The young ones

So many misunderstood ones

Remembering their faces and voices

And when the wise man said

Life is full of choices

Some get caught up, others are innocent victims

All I know is they were close to us, and that we miss them

 

R.I.P!

Endret 11. april 2006 av Oovz

[ehs5]

Hvor omtrent ligger den HMV-sjappa?

 

Har en kompis som er i London akkurat nå, og hadde faktisk tenkt til å kjøpe et par-tre CDer fra hmv.co.uk som ikke kan fåes i Norge, men siden det er 70% skal jeg få han til å kjøpe de.

 

 

Edit: What the, er Proof død? Han var den tøffeste av hele D12-gjengen imo.

Endret 11. april 2006 av ehs5

[Onyx]

Rest In Peace, Proof

 

For hans skyld skal jeg nå skaffe litt sanger fra D-12. Husker de har lagd masse gode, men har på en måte bare skyvd dem unna i håp om noen andre låter. Uansett, skal prøve å skaffe noen av platene dems.

 

Her kan dere kondulere til Proof i MTV.com, skriv gjerne hva dere syns... Synd tap.

 

In Memory Of Proof:

 

 

[Oovz]

Hvor omtrent ligger den HMV-sjappa?

 

Har en kompis som er i London akkurat nå, og hadde faktisk tenkt til å kjøpe et par-tre CDer fra hmv.co.uk som ikke kan fåes i Norge, men siden det er 70% skal jeg få han til å kjøpe de.

 

 

Edit: What the, er Proof død?  Han var den tøffeste av hele D12-gjengen imo.

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Ligger to svære HMV-butikker på Oxford Street, en langt nede og en langt oppe i gata. Er bare å ta Bakerloo/Central/Victoria Line til Oxford Circus eller Jubilee/Central Line til Bond Street.

 

Første anbefaling fra de nye platene mine:

 

Common - Dooinit

 

Fet låt, jeg sier ikke mer!

[HeHauken]

Alltid synd når noen dør, selv om jeg ikke har spesiell tilknytning til hverken han eller musikken.

 

Hva skjer med D12? Bytter de navn til D11?

[ArmenMinAU]

De var aldri 12, var de?

 

Noen som husker Toy Soldiers video'en?

Der er det Proof som dør..og nå dør han på ekte?

 

En bil ble visst oppdaget på vei mot sykehuset der en gråtende Eminem ble sett...

 

Lurer på hva som skjer nå...

Kommer Slim tilbake?

Blir D12 oppløst...

Eller kommer de tilbake?

Endret 12. april 2006 av ArmenMinAU

[ehs5]

Nei, tror de aldri har vært flere enn ni stykker. De er vel fem nå.

[Oovz]

From NY Post

 

EMINEM'S RAPPER PAL

BLOWN AWAY

 

 

PROOF

Shot in the head.

 

April 12, 2006 -- Red-hot rapper Proof - a close pal of Eminem - was executed in a Detroit nightclub early yesterday when a gunman blew his brains out during a heated argument.

Another man was left clinging to life.

 

Proof, 32, a member of the group D12, died instantly after the killer pointed the gun at his head and fired at the popular C.C.C. club.

 

The other victim, an unidentified 35-year-old man, was also shot in the head and was in critical condition.

 

Proof, whose real name was DeShaun Holton, was killed at a nightspot that sits along the city's Eight Mile Road, the street made famous by Eminem's 2002 movie of the same name.

 

Cops said bullets flew around 4:45 a.m. during a loud squabble between two parties.

 

Police were hunting for the gunman last night after gathering evidence that included bloodstains on the street and empty shell casings in a nearby parking lot.

 

It was not immediately known what the argument was about or whether it was part of the ongoing East Coast-West Coast rap war that has claimed such hip-hop greats as the Notorious B.I.G. and Tupac Shakur.

 

Proof's shooting is the second to involve Eminem's entourage in three months, following the wounding of Obie Trice on New Year's Eve.

 

[email protected]

 

Dette stod i New York Post. Legg merke til det som står i bold.

 

 

Som å spytte på minnet til Proof. Føler for å droppe et par linjer til han journalisten.

Endret 12. april 2006 av Oovz

[ehs5]

Gah, teit.

 

Red-hot rapper Proof - a close pal of Eminem -  was executed in a Detroit nightclub early yesterday when a gunman blew his brains out during a heated argument.

Er ikke dette litt for sterkt når man omtaler en nylig død person?

 

---

 

Uansett, takk for hjelpa med HMV-sjappa, nå har jeg fått skaffa en CD kalt Boy Better Know. Britisk, så klart.

 

Dere kan høre noen få sanger fra Boy Better Know-CDen og litt annet her. Hva synes dere? (Om linken ikke funker så oppdater en gang)

Endret 12. april 2006 av ehs5

[MiteS]

Hei..

Er helt ny i denne tråden, men her kommer jeg med en (liten?) utfordring til dere. Er det noen som kan finne denne låta?

Marvin Gaye - You (Breakbeat Version)

Jeg hadde vært evig takknemlig! Har selv ikke hørt låta, men en kamerat skrev den opp når han var her sist.

 

Mvh MiteS

[Oovz]

Hei..

Er helt ny i denne tråden, men her kommer jeg med en (liten?) utfordring til dere. Er det noen som kan finne denne låta?

Marvin Gaye - You (Breakbeat Version)

Jeg hadde vært evig takknemlig! Har selv ikke hørt låta, men en kamerat skrev den opp når han var her sist.

 

Mvh MiteS

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Fant den ikke på iTunes, iallefall. Jeg har ikke mye peiling på Marvin Gaye uansett, så du får satse på noen andre. Velkommen til vårt hjørne av forumet, forresten

 

I går kveld, før jeg skulle legge meg, lå jeg og hørte på hele Like water for Chocolate. Fyfaen, det albumet er som skapt for å høres på når du bare ligger og tenker. Pluss at Common virkelig er flink til å fortelle historier når han vil. Sjekk ut Payback is a grandmother. Jeg måtte le av noen av linjene, fordi de var så evig bra

 

Hvis dere ikke har sjekket ut Jay-Z - Dead Presidents II bør dere gjøre det også. Nas-beefen starter akkurat der

 

EDIT: Bare hyggelig å hjelpe til med directions. Skal sjekke ut musikken når jeg får litt tid

Endret 14. april 2006 av Oovz

[Sleep4Life]

Dagens sang tips:

The Notorius B.I.G. feat The Game - 1970 Somethin'

Nineteenseventysomethin'

 

Artist: Notorious B.I.G.

Album: Duets: The Final Chapter

Title: 1970 Somethin'

 

feat. Faith Evans, The Game

[intro - Notorious B.I.G.]

19, 1970 somethin', 1970 somethin'

19, 70 somethin', 1970 somethin'

1970 somethin', 1970 somethin'

1970 somthin'

 

[Verse One - Notorious B.I.G.]

1970 somethin'

Nigga I don't sweat the date, my moms is late

So I had to plan my escape, out the skins

In this world, the fly girl

Tangere or Hennessy until I called Earl

Ten months in this gut, what the fuck

I wish moms would hurry up so I could get buck

While, Juvenile rippin' mics and shit

New York, New York ready for the lights of this

Uh, then came the worst date, May, 21st

2:19 is when my mama's water burst

No spouse in the house, so she rolls herself

To the hospital, to see if she could get a little help

Umbilical chord's wraped around my neck

I'm seein' my death, and I ain't even took my first step

I made it out, I'm bringin' mad joy

The doctor looked and said "He's gonna be a Bad Boy."

 

[Hook - Notorious B.I.G.] w/ vocals from Faith Evans

1970 somethin', 1970 somethin'

1970 somethin', 1970 somethin'

19, 70 somethin', 1970 somethin'

19, 70 somethin', 1970 somethin'

 

[Verse Two - The Game]

Would 'Pac be alive, if you let 'Pac drive?

Swear to God, to reverse, that I'll give my Left Eye

With the right I'll visualize the king of Bed-Sty

Checkin' his daughter, Teana into junior high

If I was in Brooklyn and B.I. was still alive

In 2006, it might sound like this

NY, 7-1-8's, 2-1-2's

With Sue's rendezvous, it's like Moulin Rouge

High fashion, uptown Air Force Ones and Vasquez

Puerto Ricans with fat asses

Blazed ducth masters, we dump ashes

On models in S classes for you bastards

Catch a cab to Manhattan, with that Broadway actin'

You hype, that Belly shit'll get you capped and wraped in plastic

Tell the captain to ask Rog' What's Happenin'?

I hear, nor speak no evil inside the magnum

 

[Hook - Notorious B.I.G.] w/ vocals from Faith Evans

1970 somethin', 1970 somethin'

1970 somethin', 1970 somethin'

19, 70 somethin', 1970 somethin'

 

[Verse Three - Notorious B.I.G.]

Now I'm thirteen, smokin' blunts makin' cream

On the drug scene, fuck the football team

Risk it, rupt' your spleens by the age of sixteen

Hearin' the coach scream, made my lifetime dream

I mean, I wanna blow up, stack my dough up

So school, I didn't show up, it fucked my flow up

Ma' said that I should grow up, and check myself

Before I wreck myself, disrespect myself

Put the drugs on the shelf, nah, couldn't see it

Scarface, king of New York, I wanna be it

Rap was secondary, money was necessary

Until I got incarcerated, kinda scary

Seat 74, Mart 8 set me straight

Not able to move, behind a great steel gate

Time to contemplate, damn, where did I fail?

All the money I stacked, was all the money for bail

 

[Outro - Notorious B.I.G.] w/ vocals from Faith Evans

19, 70 somethin'

19, 70 somethin', 1970 somethin'

1970 somethin', 1970 somethin'

1970 somethin'

Nine, 1970 somethin'

1970 somethin', 1970 somethin'

1970 somethin'

Nine, teen, seventy, somethin'

1970 somethin'

 

 

D12 - Revelation

Revelation teksten:

 

(Eminem:)

I don't wanna go to school

(I don't need no)

I don't need no education

(Education)

I don't wanna be like you

I don't wanna save the nation

Daddy no

I just wanna live my life

(I don't need no)

Everyday a celebration

(Self-control)

One day I'ma leave this world

I'm waiting for the revelation

(Bizarre:)

I wanna kill myself

I'm still debating

In front of a Baptist Church

Masturbating

Praying to Satan

Think I'm crazy 'cause

I smoke crack

Live on B with the mac

In a two family flat

Tired of getting hit in

The face with a broom

My mom's on her period

My dad's in my room

I got ten rocks and

I need to get out

I snort 'em in five minutes

In my own damn house

My poor grandmother

God bless her soul

The b**** got AIDS

She was waiting to die of a cold

There's three things to

Keep me from being a Nazi

I'm black, a fag,

And my dad's Liberace

 

(Kon Artis:)

No matter how bad the beating

I went to school cheating

My dad whooped my as*

At a PTA meeting

Skipping school, I had to

Have nuts just to do it

Gat born and became truant

When I had the gaul to go

I just get into it

I was lured into corners

By this peer pressure sh*t

How would you feel

If you was held

By the tip of a barrell

Getting threatened

To get your skin

Ripped to bone marrow

Bet suburban kids

Never got rushed

For their apparell like me

Outcast

Last to class

First to leave

When the teacher called on me

Best believe

I had something up my sleeve

 

(Eminem:)

I been raised and labelled as crazed

My mother wasn't able to raise me

Full of crazy rage

An angry teenager

Nothing could change me back

Gangsta rap made me

Act like a maniac

I was boosting

So influenced by music

I used it as an excuse to do sh*t

Ooh I was stupid

No one could tell me nothing

Hip hop overwhelmed me

To the point where it had me

In a whole 'nother realm

It was like isolating

Myself was healthy

It felt like we was

On welfare but wealthy

Compelled me to excel

When school had failed me

Expelled me

And when the principal

Would tell me I was nothing

And I wouldn't amount to sh*t

I made my first million and counted it

Now look it

A f***ing drop out that quit

Stupid as sh*t

Rich as f***

And proud of it

Thats why

 

Repeat chorus

 

(Swift:)

I was raised with a rifle and mask

Steadily beating my psychiatrist's as*

Just for asking about my past

I was never on that trunk sh*t

F***ing around could

Get your beloved abducted

Smothered in blood quick

You couldn't pay Swift

To give a f***

Crazy like my father

It must have been poison

In that nigga's nutt

Far as probation

F*** peeing in cups

I violate it anytime

Let 'em see the blunt

I grew up steadily masturbating

Inside a cell

Young as hell

Having conversations with myself

You could tell I wasn't lenient

A disobedient lynch

I slap teachers

B**** I'm not reading it

You don't know

What dogs go through

A little nigga sipping liquor

With my old dude

What the f*** you gon' do?

I'm quick to curse you

I told my mother

That I'ma hurt you

If you ever again

Mention a curfew

 

(Kuniva:)

Look

My family ignores me

And I don't like that

They don't even listen

When I tell 'em

I'll be right back

This nice beautiful house of mine

It don't mean sh*t

'Cause you know Daddy's a drunk

And he don't clean sh*t

And yesterday he hit me

Like a grown f***ing man

I couldn't stand up to him

I just ducked and ran

I'm sick of this

I wish on Christmas

That I can get a loaded four fifth

And put a f***ing end to this

I got no friends and

I can't get a b****

Only thing I have is

Dirty magazines and sticky fingertips

Nothing to smile about

I'm about to lose my mind

Got me an automatic nine

Now I'm wildin' out

 

(Proof:)

When school's over

Pupil or people to shoot through

Kids going cuckoo

With a two-two

Since my friend

Is this new dude

In his high school

Losing his noodle

Learning people don't like you

The football jocks is

Spitting on him

Pop all the kids in school

That's now picking on him

Burn out youngsta niggas

Now hitting on him

And his teacher in his English class

Keep flipping on him

And now he's grounded

With no allowances

For drinking forty ouncers

'Cause he was caught

By his counsellors

And why the f***

I gotta ride the bench coach?

Already got expelled

For wearing a trenchcoat

All I ever seen is

(Violence, violence)

Told me to deep silence

Stop batting my eyelids

It's apparent that my parents

Weren't parents at all

That's why I blow out my brains

And swear it's raw

 

Repeat chorus

 

 

Revelation er en syk og sadistisk sang.......den er jævlig kul

[Onyx]

Jupp, 1970 Somethin er en av mine favoritt sanger når det kommer til ''chill''.

Skal sjekke ut den D12-sangen

 

Edit: Med det samme dere hører på D12, ta en titt på I Shit On You Feat. Eminem.

Endret 14. april 2006 av onyX

[Sleep4Life]

Jupp, 1970 Somethin er en av mine favoritt sanger når det kommer til ''chill''.

Skal sjekke ut den D12-sangen

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den er syk!

[Onyx]

Den er syk ja

Endret 14. april 2006 av onyX

[Sleep4Life]

det har skjedd noe klikk med cs. vær gang jeg går inn på en server. (uansett hvilken) kommer den 50 Cent og 2pac remixen...der 50 disser smurf og sier han lukter som Queensbridge det har vært sånn helt siden cs klikka imens jeg hørte på den sangen. så vær gang jeg connecter på en server roper 50: OH Shit! New Shit! 2pac nigga dont go to sleep. eller hvis jeg må laste ned noe så bare fortsetter sangen. litt fett

 

men uansett så heter sangen: 2pac - Dont go to sleep.

 

sangen er på G-Unit Radio Part 3 Mixtapen

 

måtte bare nevne det her

 

Edit: dette var visst inlegg 1900 på denne tråden. bra det, vi må fortsette og hate on the metall folksa (bare en tull)

Endret 14. april 2006 av Sleep4Life