O, jaki zabawny numer z podkładem opartym na teleturniejowym czasocykaczu:
Hot Stylz - yo mama
Zakładamy spodnie tyłem na przód. Rwany bit burzy bałnusjący flow oryginału, no ale to wciąż Kriss Kross:
Kriss Kross - Jump (Dave Dirt Remix)
Bierzcie i ssijcie z tego wszyscy:
MGMT vs Notorious B.I.G. vs Justice - Nasty Feel (ddpesh Rework)
Give me yo bassline in yo ass(waist?)line. Sroga konkurencja dla The Cool Kids:
The Genevan Heathen - eazy-e prod. mattfoley
Też lubimy duże, też chcemy, żebyście ocierały się o szyby. Sir Rulez-A-Lot.Jak pojedziemy w trasę po Stanach, od tego kawałka będziemy rozpoczynać sety:
Sir Mix A Lot - Jump On It
Numer, z powodu którego powstał ten post. Klasyk starej szkoły rapu zmiksowany przez Hot Chip na potrzeby składanki Rmxxology. Nowy podkład nadaje mu wręcz mistycznego charakteru, z którym pasowałby na "Mezzanine" Massive Attack. No i co za zwrotki:
Now in my younger days I used to sport a shag
When I went to school I carried lunch in a bag
With an apple for my teacher cause I knew Id get a kiss
Always got mad when the class was dismissed
But when it was in session, I always had a question
I would raise my hand to make her stagger to my desk and
Help me with my problem, it was never much
Just a trick, to smell her scent and try to sneak a touch
Oh, how I wish I could hold her hand and give her a hug
She was married to the man, he was a thug,
His name was lee, he drove a z,
Hed pick her up from school promptly at three oclock
I was on her jock, yes indeedy I wrote graffiti on the bus
First Id write her name then carve a plus,
With my name last, on the looking glass,
I seen her yesterday but still I had to let her pass
She keeps on passin me by...
(...że zadedykuję koledze Krisznie)
Now there she goes again, the dopest ethiopian
And now the world around me be gets movin in slow motion
When-ever she happens to walk by - why does the apple of my eye
Overlook and disregard my feelings no matter how much I try?
Wait, no, I did not really pursue my little princess with persistance;
And I was so low-key that she was unaware of my existance
From a distance I desired, secretly admired her;
Wired her a letter to get her, and it went:
My dear, my dear, my dear, you do not know me but I know you very well
Now let me tell you about the feelings I have for you
When I try, or make some sort of attempt, I symp
Damn I wish I wasnt such a wimp!
cause then I would let you know that I love you so
And if I was your man then I would be true
The only lying I would do is in the bed with you
Then I signed sincerely the one who loves you dearly, ps love me tender
The letter came back three days later: return to sender
Damn!
i jeszcze wers, który wyraża mnie jak od dawna żaden nie wyrażał
By lettin her pass I had proved to be a better man
Takie piękne i doskonałe technicznie mądrości:
Pharcyde - Passin Me By (Hot Chip RMX)
starfucker
