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DUBCC - Tha Connection => West Coast Classics => Topic started by: Sccit on March 18, 2015, 07:29:25 PM
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https://www.youtube.com/v/QQvL6yliwEo#t=215
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lol @ this 10 year old wigger who knows nothing he cant even say his name right
the comments on that video are epic ;D
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for real who is this faggot?
"where are the melodies?" this little white bitch don't know what the fuck he talking about. but he can't be judged, he probably grew up with bruce springsteen, barbara streisand and bullshit like that and obvisually got no soul. go listen to some tam-tam-tam children's music !
shit this faggot really pissed me off!
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1. 0% chance this nigga spoke to Kendrick & told him to give the album a title & make a cover lmfao.
2. This is what I feared from my fellow honkys. This nigga crying about catchiness & shit is exactly what's wrong with Hip Hop.
I don't even want to spend more time talking about all the flaws with this kid's opinion. But I hope all his followers unsubscribe from his channel.
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1. 0% chance this nigga spoke to Kendrick & told him to give the album a title & make a cover lmfao.
2. This is what I feared from my fellow honkys. This nigga crying about catchiness & shit is exactly what's wrong with Hip Hop.
I don't even want to spend more time talking about all the flaws with this kid's opinion. But I hope all his followers unsubscribe from his channel.
hopefully
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it's like will on a warren g album "where's the lyricism?!"
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it's like will on a warren g album "where's the lyricism?!"
lol...exactly
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it's like will on a warren g album "where's the lyricism?!"
I've changed my mind. I think that albums a 10/10 now
"ABC its Mr Warren G..213..123...what's Nxet...what's nxet...what's N X E T" etc ete. Classic :monkey:
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Beethoven sucks.....THERES LITERALLY NO WORDS!!!
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Beethoven sucks.....THERES LITERALLY NO WORDS!!!
Lmao so you're saying a rapper can say literally any retarded g shit over music and if the beats good it will carry the vocal. Typical West Coast head
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Beethoven sucks.....THERES LITERALLY NO WORDS!!!
Lmao so you're saying a rapper can say literally any retarded g shit over music and if the beats good it will carry the vocal. Typical West Coast head
^^ you don't consider it a classic and that's cool...it's your opinion.
but i also think that lyrics ain't really that important on an album like regulate. but to each it's own, homie
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Beethoven sucks.....THERES LITERALLY NO WORDS!!!
Lmao so you're saying a rapper can say literally any retarded g shit over music and if the beats good it will carry the vocal. Typical West Coast head
if the focus is the instrumentation, then pretty much yea.....warren coulda put out an instrumental album in 94 and it would probably been a classic. what ur doin is like goin into an arnold schwarzenegar movie and complainin cuz there wasnt enough comedy.
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This kid is doing this as a publicity act to get his name out. Or if he truly thinks this about the album he never listened to it and probably skimmed threw it. Not once did he mention Kendrick using a bunch of weird voices on it.
For me it's a great album and better than his first.
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for real who is this faggot?
"where are the melodies?" this little white bitch don't know what the fuck he talking about. but he can't be judged, he probably grew up with bruce springsteen, barbara streisand and bullshit like that and obvisually got no soul. go listen to some tam-tam-tam children's music !
shit this faggot really pissed me off!
Shame on you.
Lumping Springsteen in with "Streisand and Bullshit" is as ignorant as the kid is in the review.
Springsteen lyrics over the course of his career
I was the pimp's main prophet I kept everything cool
A backstreet gambler with the luck to lose
And when the heat came down it was left on the ground
The devil appeared like Jesus through the steam in the street
Showin' me a hand I knew even the cops couldn't beat
I felt his hot breath on my neck as I dove into the heat
It's so hard to be a saint when you're just a boy out on the street
1972
And Bronx's best apostle stands with his hand on his own hardware
Everything stops, you hear five quick shots, the cops come up for air
And now the whiz-bang gang from uptown, they're shootin' up the street
Whoa, that cat from the Bronx starts lettin' loose, but he gets blown right off his feet
Oh, and some kid comes blastin' round the corner, but a cop puts him right away
He lays on the street holding his leg screaming something in Spanish
Still breathing when I walked away
1973
You grew up where young girls they grow up fast
You took what you were handed and left behind what was asked
but what they asked baby wasn't right
you didn't have to live that life,
I was gonna be your Romeo you were gonna be my Juliet
These days you don't wait on Romeo's you wait on that welfare check
and on all the pretty things that you can't ever have and on all the promises
1979
Well the city supplied a public defender but the judge was Mean John Brown
He came into the courtroom and stared young Johnny down
Well the evidence is clear gonna let the sentence son fit the crime
Prison for ninety eight and a year and we'll call it even Johnny 99
A fist fight broke out in the courtroom they had to drag Johnny's girl away
His mama stood up and shouted "Judge don't take my boy this way"
Well son you got a statement you'd like to make
Before the bailiff comes to forever take you away
1982
From the town of Lincoln Nebraska with a sawed off .410 on my lap
Through to the badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my path
I can't say that I'm sorry for the things that we done
At least for a little while sir me and her we had us some fun
The jury brought in a guilty verdict and the judge he sentenced me to death
Midnight in a prison storeroom with leather straps across my chest
1982
Men walkin' 'long the railroad tracks
Goin' someplace there's no goin' back
Highway patrol choppers comin' up over the ridge
Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge
Shelter line stretchin' 'round the corner
Welcome to the new world order
Families sleepin' in their cars in the Southwest
No home no job no peace no rest
He pulls a prayer book out of his sleeping bag
Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag
Waitin' for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box 'neath the underpass
Got a one-way ticket to the promised land
You got a hole in your belly and gun in your hand
Sleeping on a pillow of solid rock
Bathin' in the city aqueduct
1996
She took off her stockings, I held them to my face
She had your ankles, I felt filled with grace
"Two hundred dollars straight in,
Two-fifty up the ass," she smiled and said
She unbuckled my belt, pulled back her hair
And sat in front of me on the bed
She said, "Honey how's that feel, do you want me to go slow?"
My eyes drifted out the window, down to the road below
I felt my stomach tighten, the sun bloodied the sky
And sliced through the hotel blinds, I closed my eyes
Sunlight on the Amatitlan*, sunlight streaming thru your hair
In the Valle de dos Rios*, smell of mock orange filled the air
We rode with the vaqueros*, down into cool rivers of green
I was sure the work and that smile coming out 'neath your hat
Was all I'd ever need
Somehow all you ever need's, never really quite enough you know
You and I, Maria, we learned it's so
She slipped me out of her mouth, "You're ready," she said
She took off her bra and panties, wet her finger, slipped it inside her
And crawled over me on the bed,
She poured me another whisky,
Said, "Here's to the best you ever had."
We laughed and made a toast
It wasn't the best I ever had
Not even close
2005
The banker man grows fat, working man grows thin
It痴 all happened before and it値l happen again
It値l happen again, yeah they値l bet your life
I知 a jack of all trades, darling we値l be all right
Now sometimes tomorrow comes soaked in treasure and blood
We stood the drought, now we値l stand the flood
There痴 a new world coming, I can see the light
I知 a jack of all trades, we値l be all right
So you use what you致e got and you learn to make do
You take the old, you make it new
If I had me a gun, I壇 find the bastards and shoot 弾m on sight
I知 a jack of all trades, we値l be all right
2012
Bruce Springsteen has told the dark stories of America's underbelly for over 40 years, and he's done as good or better than any other artist on the plant has. The problem is guys like you only know him because of an image main stream America likes to present him as an a chorus to a song no one reads the lyrics for. Here are the lyrics to that song that made him a mega star in 1985.
Born down in a dead man's town
The first kick I took was when I hit the ground
You end up like a dog that's been beat too much
Till you spend half your life just covering up
Born in the U.S.A.
Got in a little hometown jam so they put a rifle in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land to go and kill the yellow man
Born in the U.S.A.
Come back home to the refinery
Hiring man says "son if it was up to me"
Went down to see my V.A. man
He said "son don't you understand now"
Had a brother at Khe Sahn fighting off the Viet Cong
They're still there he's all gone
He had a woman he loved in Saigon
I got a picture of him in her arms now
Down in the shadow of penitentiary
Out by the gas fires of the refinery
I'm ten years burning down the road
Nowhere to run ain't got nowhere to go
Born in the U.S.A.
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This kid is doing this as a publicity act to get his name out. Or if he truly thinks this about the album he never listened to it and probably skimmed threw it. Not once did he mention Kendrick using a bunch of weird voices on it.
For me it's a great album and better than his first.
i agree that the weird voices is prolly worse than the lack of music....but hard copy hasnt dropped yet, so i still havent heard it in full.
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Serious? I saw it on shelves here in the UK last week
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This kid is doing this as a publicity act to get his name out. Or if he truly thinks this about the album he never listened to it and probably skimmed threw it. Not once did he mention Kendrick using a bunch of weird voices on it.
For me it's a great album and better than his first.
i agree that the weird voices is prolly worse than the lack of music....but hard copy hasnt dropped yet, so i still havent heard it in full.
I own the cd. The voices are on it.
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for real who is this faggot?
"where are the melodies?" this little white bitch don't know what the fuck he talking about. but he can't be judged, he probably grew up with bruce springsteen, barbara streisand and bullshit like that and obvisually got no soul. go listen to some tam-tam-tam children's music !
shit this faggot really pissed me off!
Shame on you.
Lumping Springsteen in with "Streisand and Bullshit" is as ignorant as the kid is in the review.
Springsteen lyrics over the course of his career
I was the pimp's main prophet I kept everything cool
A backstreet gambler with the luck to lose
And when the heat came down it was left on the ground
The devil appeared like Jesus through the steam in the street
Showin' me a hand I knew even the cops couldn't beat
I felt his hot breath on my neck as I dove into the heat
It's so hard to be a saint when you're just a boy out on the street
1972
And Bronx's best apostle stands with his hand on his own hardware
Everything stops, you hear five quick shots, the cops come up for air
And now the whiz-bang gang from uptown, they're shootin' up the street
Whoa, that cat from the Bronx starts lettin' loose, but he gets blown right off his feet
Oh, and some kid comes blastin' round the corner, but a cop puts him right away
He lays on the street holding his leg screaming something in Spanish
Still breathing when I walked away
1973
You grew up where young girls they grow up fast
You took what you were handed and left behind what was asked
but what they asked baby wasn't right
you didn't have to live that life,
I was gonna be your Romeo you were gonna be my Juliet
These days you don't wait on Romeo's you wait on that welfare check
and on all the pretty things that you can't ever have and on all the promises
1979
Well the city supplied a public defender but the judge was Mean John Brown
He came into the courtroom and stared young Johnny down
Well the evidence is clear gonna let the sentence son fit the crime
Prison for ninety eight and a year and we'll call it even Johnny 99
A fist fight broke out in the courtroom they had to drag Johnny's girl away
His mama stood up and shouted "Judge don't take my boy this way"
Well son you got a statement you'd like to make
Before the bailiff comes to forever take you away
1982
From the town of Lincoln Nebraska with a sawed off .410 on my lap
Through to the badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my path
I can't say that I'm sorry for the things that we done
At least for a little while sir me and her we had us some fun
The jury brought in a guilty verdict and the judge he sentenced me to death
Midnight in a prison storeroom with leather straps across my chest
1982
Men walkin' 'long the railroad tracks
Goin' someplace there's no goin' back
Highway patrol choppers comin' up over the ridge
Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge
Shelter line stretchin' 'round the corner
Welcome to the new world order
Families sleepin' in their cars in the Southwest
No home no job no peace no rest
He pulls a prayer book out of his sleeping bag
Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag
Waitin' for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box 'neath the underpass
Got a one-way ticket to the promised land
You got a hole in your belly and gun in your hand
Sleeping on a pillow of solid rock
Bathin' in the city aqueduct
1996
She took off her stockings, I held them to my face
She had your ankles, I felt filled with grace
"Two hundred dollars straight in,
Two-fifty up the ass," she smiled and said
She unbuckled my belt, pulled back her hair
And sat in front of me on the bed
She said, "Honey how's that feel, do you want me to go slow?"
My eyes drifted out the window, down to the road below
I felt my stomach tighten, the sun bloodied the sky
And sliced through the hotel blinds, I closed my eyes
Sunlight on the Amatitlan*, sunlight streaming thru your hair
In the Valle de dos Rios*, smell of mock orange filled the air
We rode with the vaqueros*, down into cool rivers of green
I was sure the work and that smile coming out 'neath your hat
Was all I'd ever need
Somehow all you ever need's, never really quite enough you know
You and I, Maria, we learned it's so
She slipped me out of her mouth, "You're ready," she said
She took off her bra and panties, wet her finger, slipped it inside her
And crawled over me on the bed,
She poured me another whisky,
Said, "Here's to the best you ever had."
We laughed and made a toast
It wasn't the best I ever had
Not even close
2005
The banker man grows fat, working man grows thin
It痴 all happened before and it値l happen again
It値l happen again, yeah they値l bet your life
I知 a jack of all trades, darling we値l be all right
Now sometimes tomorrow comes soaked in treasure and blood
We stood the drought, now we値l stand the flood
There痴 a new world coming, I can see the light
I知 a jack of all trades, we値l be all right
So you use what you致e got and you learn to make do
You take the old, you make it new
If I had me a gun, I壇 find the bastards and shoot 弾m on sight
I知 a jack of all trades, we値l be all right
2012
Bruce Springsteen has told the dark stories of America's underbelly for over 40 years, and he's done as good or better than any other artist on the plant has. The problem is guys like you only know him because of an image main stream America likes to present him as an a chorus to a song no one reads the lyrics for. Here are the lyrics to that song that made him a mega star in 1985.
Born down in a dead man's town
The first kick I took was when I hit the ground
You end up like a dog that's been beat too much
Till you spend half your life just covering up
Born in the U.S.A.
Got in a little hometown jam so they put a rifle in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land to go and kill the yellow man
Born in the U.S.A.
Come back home to the refinery
Hiring man says "son if it was up to me"
Went down to see my V.A. man
He said "son don't you understand now"
Had a brother at Khe Sahn fighting off the Viet Cong
They're still there he's all gone
He had a woman he loved in Saigon
I got a picture of him in her arms now
Down in the shadow of penitentiary
Out by the gas fires of the refinery
I'm ten years burning down the road
Nowhere to run ain't got nowhere to go
Born in the U.S.A.
^^ ok, maybe i was misjudging springsteen...but it's more his music than his lyrics that i don't like and never liked at all. but to each it's own.
the point i tried to make was that this kid probably never listened to jazz, soul or funk before in his life
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I only question how much Springsteen you've actually listened to, and what which era. I dont believe that a fan of music exists that wont like at least one style of the many styles of Springsteen.
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I only question how much Springsteen you've actually listened to, and what which era. I dont believe that a fan of music exists that wont like at least one style of the many styles of Springsteen.
i got to admit that i only know his hits and only know him from the radio, his music always sounded corny to me...it seems that he have good lyrics judging from the parts that you posted.. never really payed attention to them, since i only heard tracks like "born in the u.s.a." in the radio and english not been my first language might also play a part. if you tell me an album that i should check out i'll do and maybe i change my mind about the music too.
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I only question how much Springsteen you've actually listened to, and what which era. I dont believe that a fan of music exists that wont like at least one style of the many styles of Springsteen.
i got to admit that i only know his hits and only know him from the radio, his music always sounded corny to me...it seems that he have good lyrics judging from the parts that you posted.. never really payed attention to them, since i only heard tracks like "born in the u.s.a." in the radio and english not been my first language might also play a part. if you tell me an album that i should check out i'll do and maybe i change my mind about the music too.
I'll post a bunch of vids with all very different sounds and I promise you'll like at least one.