1. November 19, 2008 by Thomas Traum

    Classic

  2. November 6, 2008 by Thomas Traum

    YouTube - Ghostface Killah - Mighty Healthy

    YouTube - Ghostface Killah - Mighty Healthy.

     

    VERSE 1:]
    Both hands clusty, chillin’ wit my man Rusty low down
    Blew off the burner kinda dusty
    The world can’t touch Ghost, purple tape Rae co-host
    Monty Hall expo, intellect you red pro
    Son triflin fuck, wildflower on the cycle an’
    Pick up the brew thought I was Michael an’
    Mics are writin’ pool, now, I’m into Iron Duels
    Turn-ons the Earth’s whoopee, she out of law school.
    Inhale break beats of hell A-Alikes propel parallel
    Duracell, NAW, you flash a burnt cell
    Snap out of CandyLand, kids the old rumor is
    blacks become immune to shit, we never did like
    eatin’ dead birds fuck the pharmacy over herbs
    Men marryin men, ill , they got the Earth pulsar
    Scissor hand wig vanished in the winter
    Livin’ off land you god damn right I fuck fans, king me!
    Check checkmate props like the micro chip founder
    Neck to neck stocks with Bill Gates now

    [CHORUS:]
    When we hug these mics we get busy
    Come and have a good time with G-O-D
    Make you snap your fingers or wiggle
    Scream, shout, laugh and just giggle
    Shake that body, party that body
    Don’t fuck with Ghost you’ll feel sorry
    That’s word, I’m not the herb
    Understand what I’m sayin’ <i>[echo]

    [VERSE 2:]
    Hit mics like Ted Koppel, rifle expert
    Let off the Eiffel, burn a flag in the grass it’s spiteful
    Ringleader set it off, rap Derek Jeter
    Culprit, prince of the game wish you could see us
    We lay low glitter wax full bangles
    Priceless ropes, lay around the God and get tangled
    Wooly-haired, eyes firey red, feet made of brass
    Twelve men, following me, it be the God staff
    Move, every script’s like Miramax
    Smash the big boy totalled it, will shot fear effects
    Sun beamin’, wifee on the beach, sippin’ Zima 
    Wu ‘binos, to Latinos, we lust to lean ‘em
    Overnight, God get jewels Fed-Ex’d
    Pretty soloette(silhouette)velvet nice DNA scroll genetics
    Too hot, the handle went off, scramblin the mandolin,
    Hundred game Wilt Chamberlain, smack em, say when
    He rollin up, face wrinkled up, hands is on his nuts
    Yo kid stop frontin’ on the grounds before you get touched
    It’s Canada Dry cess, obsessed with Allah’s sun
    We want rye, we want it so bad we might cry

    -What we do, depends on breath control, so it’s the first thing you must
    learn. Fortunately it’s easy. You’ll soon learn. 
    - My God so they are killers
    - Killing and killing, they sort of develop a taste for blood

  3. October 19, 2008 by Thomas Traum

    Madvillain - Accordion

    [MF Doom]
    Livin’ off borrowed time, the clock tick faster
    That’d be the hour they knock the slick blaster
    Dick Dastardly and Muttley with sick laughter
    A gun fight and they come to cut the mixmaster
    I-C-E cold, nice to be old
    Y2G steed twice to threefold
    He sold scrolls, lo and behold
    Know who’s the illest ever like the greatest story told
    Keep your glory, gold and glitter
    For have half of his niggaz’ll take him out the picture
    The other half is rich and don’t mean shit-ta
    Villain a mixture between both with a twist of liquor
    Chase it with more beer, taste it like truth or dare
    When he have the mic it’s like the place get like: ‘Ah yeah!’
    It’s like they know what’s ’bout to happen
    Just keep ya eye out, like ‘aye, aye captain’
    Is he still a fly guy clappin’ if nobody ain’t hear it

    And can they testify from inner spirit
    In living, the true gods
    Givin’ y’all nothing but the lick like two broads
    Got more lyrics than the church got ‘Ooh Lords’
    And he hold the mic and your attention like two swords
    Or even one with two blades on it
    Hey you, don’t touch the mic like it’s AIDS on it
    It’s like the end to the means
    Fucked type of message that sends to the fiends
    That’s why he brings his own needles
    And get more cheese than Doritos, Cheetos or Fritos..
    Slip like Freudian
    Your first and last step to playin’ yourself like accordion
    (Humming)
    When he had the mic you don’t go next
    Leaving pussy cats like wild hoes need Kotex
    Exercise index won’t need Boflex
    And won’t take the one with no skinny legs like Joe Tex

  4. October 7, 2008 by Thomas Traum

    House is back: Eltron & Ronald Christoph feat. Jake the Rapper

    YouTube - Eltron & Ronald Christoph feat. Jake the Rapper.

  5. October 5, 2008 by Thomas Traum

    YouTube - Delta Funktionen - Nebula [ann006]

    YouTube - Delta Funktionen - Nebula [ann006].

  6. September 22, 2008 by Thomas Traum

    Track of the day: Fox the Fox - Precious Little Diamond

  7. September 17, 2008 by Thomas Traum

    Young MC “Slowest Rhyme (Bobby Birdman Remix)”


    Young MC “Slowest Rhyme (Bobby Birdman Remix)” from wyldfile on Vimeo.

  8. September 16, 2008 by Thomas Traum

    Dam-Funk - Toeachiszown

  9. September 7, 2008 by Thomas Traum

    The Streets

  10. September 3, 2008 by Thomas Traum

    track of the day