That Hip Hop Site: September 2009

Sep 29, 2009

Gucci Mane: Lemonade Lyrics

yeah
its Gucci,
whats up baby,
Yellow errthing this time, you know what im talkin bout
Yellow rims, Yellow, big booty, yellowbones
Yellow lambs, Yellow MP's
Yellow watch, Yellow charm ring, chain
Yellow livin room set, Lemonade gucci shoes for my girl
GUCCI

Verse (1)
My phantom sittin on sixes, no 20's in my gun
Your cutlass motor knockin, because it is a lemon
My rifle's Georgia-peaches, but you look more like a lemon
These sour apple bitter bitches, im not fuckin with em
Im truly stupid paid thats just how I feel today,
Im movin slow cause codeine syrup's in my lemonade
Im standing in the shade and im sellin lemonade
600 a pint ago and raise off in the "A"
Lemonade diamond bracelet, put it in ur face (BURR)
Lemonhead diamond earrings I wore yesterday (BURR)
Im pimpin where im winnon, thats just how im chillon
Im smokin grits and sellin chickens, corvette painted lemons
GUCCI!!!

[Chorus]
Lemons on the chain with the V-cuts
Lemons on the chain with the V-cuts
Livin out of shame with my feet up
Livin out of shame with my feet up
Lemon Purple wayne sitten them freeze cup
Lemon Purple wayne sitten them freeze cup
Lemons on my face watch em freeze up
Lemons on my face watch em freeze up

Verse (2)
I got lemonade and lemon teeth
Lemons watch me mix the shit
Lemonade complexion, east-australian girl be killin me
She say i be killin her, i say i be feelin it
Four days then im sick of her, cause her brain is lemonhead
Cocaine white exterior, Interior Lemonade
Yellow wit da off-white trimmin
I call that da super drank
Yellow diamond pinky ring
Call that dere da lemon rock
Jewelry box a lemon bin, my earring size a apricot
Yeah i smoke that strong alot, yeah i need some of what you got
Half a pound of lemon kush, call that pack the lemon drop
Canary yellow lemon watch, big bird yellow top
Yellow Polo, Polo, slippers white and yellow polo socks
Gucci Mane be pumpin dawg, he dont got all he say he got
Just stash one Lemon homie, i can supply them the 50 glocks
Yellow boat parked at the dock,Yellowbone gon' make it drop
Flip da flop mine up the top, then go buy me a yellow yacht

[Chorus]
Lemons on the chain with the V-cuts
Lemons on the chain with the V-cuts
Livin out of shame with my feet up
Livin out of shame with my feet up
Lemon Purple wayne said them freeze cup
Lemon Purple wayne said them freeze cup
Lemons on my face watch em freeze up
Lemons on my face watch em freeze up

Verse (3)
Lemonade my town, said miami i want yellow carpet
Woke up in the mornin, fuckin bought a yellow aston martin
Yellow bricks, yellow dust, yellow light, yellow tusk
yellow piss, spinnin whips, yellow weed
weed up wit us
coward ass niga, yellow stripe, you a yellowback
A-k hit your dog, and u cant bring Old Yeller back
Yep, gucci bang up eighty-thousand dats a yellow safe
yellow homes, mellow homes, you know u a scary-cat
no sleep for two days, so my peoples lift me up
five flights, six shows, quarter-million on my schedule
Bangledesh and Gucci Mane, niggas know they in trouble
green ice, red light, caution Gucci rock yellow

[Chorus]
Lemons on the chain with the V-cuts
Lemons on the chain with the V-cuts
Livin out of shame with my feet up
Livin out of shame with my feet up
Lemon Purple wayne said them freeze cup
Lemon Purple wayne said them freeze cup
Lemons on my face watch em freeze up
Lemons on my face watch em freeze up
[End]

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Wiz Khalifa: This Plane Lyrics

Uhh, Yeah, Uhh,
Yea, It's Young Khalifa Man
This for Spacely,
Everyone Call me man
Taylor Gang or Die
And this project is brought to you by (its deal or no deal)
Champagne, and paper planes too
Rostrum Records
Taylor Gang, Happy Hustle
Yeaaaah Bitch

[Verse]
Screamin fuck them niggas who hated, I'm money affiliated
Speculating me landing, must of got me mistaken with lame nigga's
Know you gone get high as fuck as long as the planes with ya
Left that major situation alone and became richer
People talkin' down but see I'm the same nigga
Leave ya bitch around we gone drink this champagne wit her
We don't touch the ground see a cloud with my name it,
Only ez-widers, please no cigars for me and my gang
Fool I'm a legend in these streets that's how I do my thang
And Don't where the fitted, I got the city on my chain
Oh, man still they hate talkin smack, knowing if I was gone there be no throne to throw ya rocks at
Cruising at maximum altitudes I'm tryna top that
So in touch with the real them haters tryna stop that
But I, live or let die, party get high
And tell them lames to the plane or let fly

[Chorus]
Don't know they hate for
Just gettin my paper
Well maybe they'll love me more when I'm gone
I don't wanna leave, but I need to, it's such a shame...
They gone miss this plane (plane)...
They gone miss this plane (plane)...
They gone miss this plaaane (plaaane)...
They gone miss this plane (plane)...
I try to believe you, I don't wanna leave but I need to..

[Verse 2]
Uh, stuck alone in this wave race
Say I'm living to fast, don't plan on changing my pace
Got one foot on the gas, it's never a need for brakes
Smoke ez-wider's with hash, fuck bitches from out of state
Valet bringing me cars, waiter bringing me plates
Shrimp and fillet Mignon, we celebrate buying drinks
Wit a couple of broads and my nigga's who got love for me
It's lonely at the top, I'm tired of having company
Uh, so while you busy trying to fit in, I'm a stand out
And view my life through this lens to see how it pan's out
Substitute teacher ass nigga's, need a handout
Middle finger screaming fuck them nigga's who hated,
I'm money affiliated
Pop another bottle, that chronic smokin degraded
Speculating me landing must of got me mistaken,
I'm speaking as the captain of the planes,
You's a runner on the jet way

[Chorus]
Don't know they hate for
Just gettin my paper
Well maybe they'll love me more when I'm gone
I don't wanna leave, but I need to, it's such a shame...
They gone miss this plane (plane)...
They gone miss this plane (plane)...
They gone miss this plaaane (plaaane)...
They gone miss this plane (plane)...
I try to believe you, I don't wanna leave but I need to.

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Sep 18, 2009

Forever: Drake, KanYe West, Lil Wayne, Eminem- Lyrics

[Chorus]
It may not mean nothing to y’all,
but understand nothing was done for me,
so i don’t plan on stopping at all,
I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man,
I’m shutting shit down in the mall,
and telling every girl she the one for me,
and i aint even planning to call,
i want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man,

{Drake}
Last name ever,
first name greatest,
like a sprained ankle boy I ain’t nuttin to play with,
it started off local but thanks to all the haters,
i know G4 pilots on a first name basis,
and your city faded off to brown, Nino,
she insists she got more class, we know!
swimming in the money come and find me, Nemo,
if i was at the club you know I ball’d, chemo,
drop the mixtape that shit sounded like an album
who’d have thought a country wide tour would be the outcome
labels want my name beside the X like Malcolm
everybody got a deal, I did it without one,
yeah nigga i’m about my business,
killing all these rappers you would swear I had a hit list,
everyone who doubted me is asking for forgiveness,
if you aint been a part of it at least you got to witness,
bitches,

[Chorus]

{Kanye West}
Ever ever, Mr West is in the Building,
Aint no question who about to kill em,
I used to have hood dreams,
big fame, big chains,
i stuck my dick inside this life until that bitch came,
I went hard all fall like the ball teams,
just so I can make it rain all spring,
y’all seen my story my glory,
i had raped the game young,
you can call it statutory,
when a nigga blow up they gon build statues for me
old money Benjamin Button, whaat, nuttin,
now superbad chicks giving me mcLovin,
you would think I ran the world like Michelle’s husband,
you would think these niggas would know me when they really doesn’t
like they was down with the old me no you fcking wasn’t,
your’e such a fcking loser,
he didn’t even go to class Bueller,
trade the Grammy plaques just to have my granny back,
remember she had that bad hip like a fanny pack,
chasing that stardom would turn you into a maniac,
all the way in Hollywood and I can’t even act,
they pull their cameras out and God damn they snap,
I used to want this thing forever y’all can have it back,

[Chorus]

{Lil Wayne}

Ok, hello its da martian,
space jam Jordan’s,
I want this shit forever wake up and smell the Garden,
fresher than the harvest
step up to the target,
if i had one guess than I guess im just New Orleans,
and I will never stop like i’m running from the cops,
hop up in my car and told my chauffeur “to the top”,
life is such a fcking roller coaster then it drops,
but what should I scream for this is my theme park,
my minds shine even when my thoughts seem dark,
pistol on my side you don’t wanna hear that thing talk,
let the king talk check the price and pay attention,
Lil Wayne thats what they got to say or mention,
Im like Nevada in the middle of the summer,
i’m resting in the lead I need a pillow and a cover,
shhh, my foots sleeping on the gas,
no brake pads no such thing as last,

[Chorus]

{Eminem}
There they go back in stadiums
as Shady spits his flow,
nuts they go, macadamia they go so ballistic whoa,
we can make them look like boso’s,
he’s wondering if he should spit this slow,
fck no go for broke,
his cup just runneth over oh no
he aint had a buzz like this since the last time that he overdosed,
they’ve been waiting patiently for Pinnochio to poke his nose,
back into the game and they know,
rap will never be the same as before,
bashing in the brains of these hoes,
and establishing a name as he goes,
the passion and the flame is ignited,
you can’t put it out once we light it,
this shit is exactly what the fck that i’m talking about when we riot,
you dealin with a few true villians
who stand inside of the booth truth spillin,
and spit true feelings, until our tooth fillings come flying up out of our mouths
now rewind it
payback muthafcka for the way that you doubted me so how’s it taste?
when I slap the taste out your mouth with the bass so loud that it shakes the place,
i’m hannibal lecter so just in case your thinking of saving face,
you aint gonna have no face to save by the time Im through with this place,
so play some Drake….

[Chorus]

[End]...

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Sep 16, 2009

Mr. Obama Calls Kanye West a "Jackass"

This is proof of the president calling Kanye West a "jackass". Though Kanye was following

his heart and what he felt was right at the time, others did not see it the same way

(including the president)

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Drake Shows Love for Cudi

this picture shows Drake holding up Kid Cudi's Man on the Moon: The End of Day and his own Ep So Far Gone. He writes..."We are rarely proud when we are alone. But to have another artist who pushes me and inspires me is a blessing." -Drake

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Sep 5, 2009

Drake- Fear

"Fear" will be on the album version of So Far Gone. The album will be availabe on September 15th.

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Kid Cudi- Pursuit of Happiness (ft. MGMT/ produced by Ratatat))

Kid Cudi- Pursuit of Happiness (Ratatat & MGMT)

One of Kid Cudis new songs which was played on Dj Semtex. It's a pretty sicksong and will be one of the next singles for the Cudder!

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Three Six Mafia SMoking on the Dro- Aka "Dopest Video Ever Made"

Alice in Wonderland inspired. This video is creative and is definitely a video you have to watch!

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Sep 4, 2009

Kid Cudi: Man on the Moon The End of Day

Man On The Moon: The End Of Day - Asteroid Trailer from DP on Vimeo.

This new video trailer shows cudi falling in space. It it played to the tune of Sky Might Fall. Album is going to be ill.

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Sep 3, 2009

A few hours ago, I sat down with Mr. Scott Mescudi aka Kid Cudi aka Mr. Man On The Moon.
The last time I interview him, he took me for a walk through Hyde Park so I wasnt sure what to expect this time. As I set up my equipment, I had the our previous interview on playing on my laptop. What was fantastic was that Cudi had already seen the interview. He told me the footage and interview showed alot of people back home the love you can get in London.
Back to the interview. From those who have heard the album, they have all told me that Cudi’s new album is “out there” and is something “you wouldnt expect from him”. That had me intrigued because alot of artists play it safe with their first album but Cudi isnt. So we kicked off the interview with whether it was a conscious decision to make an album that was out of his comfort zone.
Cudi also talks to me about a few tracks on the new album including “Heart Of A Lion (Kid Cudi Theme Music)” and “My World”. The artist tells me that “Heart Of A Lion” is like his “Eye Of The Tiger”.
Towards the end of the interview, Cudi breaks down the Acts in the Scene List and the titles behind them.
Finally the rapper reveals that he is working on his next album but before he puts that out, he wants to release a “compilation album” working with the likes of Kenna, Gree

n Day, Chad Hugo from the Neptunes and many others.

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Sep 2, 2009

On September 7, 2008, Lil Wayne stepped onstage at the MTV Video Music Awards and then stepped decisively away from the words on the lyric sheet circulating in the audience with the following lines…
I’m on my Disney thang, goofy flow/ I’m Captain Hook on the beat and my new car is Rufio/ Damn where my roof just go/ I’m somebody that you should know/ Get to shakin’ somethin’ cause that’s what [deleted] produced it fo’/ I make mistakes that I don’t ever make excuses fo’/ Leavin’ girls that love me and constantly seducing hoes/ I’m losing my mind like, Damn where my roof just go/ Top slipped off like Janet at the Super Bowl
Then, as Leona Lewis launched into the hook of Nina Simone’s “Please Don’t Let Me Be Misunderstood,” he croaked, “Drizzy Drake: I love you, bwoy!” That namecheck was the only clue to most attendees that Wayne had just blatantly violated the unwritten rules of his own freestyle game by spitting another artist’s words. Though almost lost in host Russell Brand’s commentary on promise rings and presidential politics, it was a coronation moment rarely seen in the arena of rap, and with one verse, Wayne introduced the name of his protégé to the mainstream in dramatic fashion. Amongst those already familiar with the various Wayne-affiliated rookies collectively known as Young Money, the lines sparked a fierce debate over whether Drake was in fact ghostwriting for the master (he and Wayne both still claim he never has), but by the time the rap blog drama blew over, one thing seemed clear: Drake was the next big thing, heir apparent to Wayne’s multi-platinum throne and Young Money’s most likely flagship artist.
The buzz was confirmed by the radio phenomenon of “Best I Ever Had,” a soft rock-sampling mixtape track that hit #1 on numerous charts without major label support or even a record deal in place. But a second look made this passing of the torch seem like an unlikely proposition. Drake shares with Wayne a certain manchild vocal tone, but their styles are almost antonyms. Where Wayne rides his stream-of-consciousness through drug and gunplay into Freudian—almost hallucinatory—nursery rhymes, Drake hews rigorously close to the guidelines of rap formalism, pumping an incredible volume of two- and three-syllable schemes out of the same subjects: girls, multi-colored whips and his skill in the booth. He seems to depart from this formula only to talk about his emotional state, an introspection that usually happens when he shifts from rap mode into catchy and sometimes haunting R&B. On his own records, he abandons Southern double-time to push genre boundaries more like Kanye, rapping over chopped-and-filtered snatches of Coldplay, Lykke Li and Peter Bjorn & John.
The differences only get starker if you compare Drake’s bio to his project-raised, tattooed and codeine-addicted mentor. Though born in Memphis, Aubrey Drake Graham was raised in Forest Hills, an affluent enclave of Toronto that is about as far in mood and geography from New Orleans as you could get without a land bridge. Before he ever considered being a rapper, Drake was a child actor, portraying athlete Jimmy Brooks on the Canadian teen drama Degrassi: The Next Generation. His father, Dennis Graham, was a drummer for Jerry Lee Lewis, and he is nephew to both legendary bassist Larry Graham and Teenie Hodges—a guitarist best known for co-writing some of Al Green’s ’70s classics who’s played with everyone from Talking Heads to Cat Power.

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