CSNbbs

rod and ron (from a great album)

You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge

He's not bigga than biggie, ***** I'm bigger than you
Just a boat to mi casa like you a milli or 2
Gotta kick off your shoes, okay lets take a cruise
Here's my captain now relax, let him do what he do
Okay, who rolling spinach? cause I'm reeling the anchor
Smoke up up an acre a grass..... wake up in Jamaica
Couple nautical miles, I call my cubanos to cop
Puerto Rico for women, hit Barbados to shop
Living larger than life call this the yacht club
Before ya join us ***** ya gotta get your stax up
Shes walking back and forth, shes just itchen to ****
And then I heard her whisper: "Girl you know he 's rich as ****"
Travel the seven seas, there is no better breeze
If he indulging jealousy his ass better breathe
Man overboard cause hes going overboard
Damn its over for him put that on my vocal chord.

There's a party (party)
Going On
All the girls them welcome
To the Yacht Club
Magazeen (Magazeen)
Let them in (Let Them In)

melting the snow...

before things became so political

(02-11-2017 06:41 PM)Unionman76 Wrote: [ -> ]before things became so political

Ya, yeah (Yeah!) M-town it's on again
M-town, M-town(Yeah!) M-town, yeah
Y'all know how we do round this town(What!)
Youngbloodz, Lil Jon (Okaaaaay!)


I tote that thing
Nah mean
Hat lean, clothes smell like green
And some white tees
And some white rees
About bread, real G's get cheese
Back to the streets (What!)
Back with Lil Jon (What!)
Back for the M (Yeah!)
Repping for the slums(Yeah!)
Put ya hood up, show a Tiggah where ya from
And if they hate that then get the job done

What we riding, what we riding
Big wheels, big wheels
Chopping hard, chopping hard
Like Bill, like Bill
What we dranking, what we dranking, never drunk
That Patrón, that Patrón
Keep the bottles popping all night long, night long (Yeah!)
What we smoking, what we smoking
That kush, that kush
Presidential **** George Bush, George Bush
How we do it, how we do it
Like this, like this
Get crunk, big big big big big


Sixteen, I'ma give it to ya raw
Take it to ya ass, slap ya clean cross the jaw
Now where they at where they, you want some
See I don't think y'all really want none
See I'm back with a whole new clip
With a bada$$ chick, on some brand new ****
Now put 'em up, put 'em up to the sky
Get buck, get drunk, get high
Shake 'em off, ya know what to do
Take it to the floor, call out ya whole crew
Like what, knuck if ya buck
See we still don't give a damn and I never gave a ****
See I'm big timing wrists stay blinding
With four or five freaks, and my pinky ring shining
I stay grinding and true to the streets
If you ever need to find me then you know where we can meet


I build big bank and drank drank
That's why I got a purple Sprite, and y'all ain't
I ride big rims, sitting this tall
So when ya step down, baby girl don't fall
Y'all niggas know the name, they call me Sean Paul
And I ain't got no flaws, except breaking the laws
Niggas call me dope, cause I'm hard and I'm raw
Can call me that fiend, one hit'll make ya cough
It's always beside me, watch got diamonds
I ain't part timing, I'm full time grinding
The nigga wasn't shining live nigga blinding
I'm with niggas with the dimes in the whips I be riding
And I don't pull 'em out, until the trunk beat
And ya can see ya movie sitting in the back seat
They wild on the east, they live in these streets
So I'ma keep my piece sitting on the front seat

(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
What we riding, what we riding
Big wheels, big wheels
Chopping hard, chopping hard
Like Bill, like Bill
What we dranking, what we dranking, never drunk
Keep the bottles poppigg all night long, night long (Yeah!)
What we smoking, what we smoking
That kush, that kush
Presidential **** George Bush, George Bush
How we do it, how we do it
Like this, like this
Get crunk, big big big big big

Lil' John he dropped the beat
Lil' John he dropped the beat
Lil' John he dropped the beat
And make it bounce it like rubber
John crunk as can be

The first ever single ever released on the stax-volt label January 11, 1959
by This Wonderful Rockabilly Doo-Wop Group.

Without this Song there would'nt be a stax label So all the soul music owes its gratitude to this beautiful song.

In the glorious decade and a half of sound that was Stax in the '60s and early '70s, Carla Thomas was the Queen of Memphis Soul. She was born in Memphis in 1942, and 18 years later she recorded a duet with her father Rufus Thomas, giving the fledgling Satellite label its first taste of success with the regional hit "Cause I Love You." As her 18th birthday drew nigh, she cut her first solo single, the teen ballad "Gee Whiz (Look at His Eyes)." Written a few years earlier and rejected by Vee-Jay in Chicago, it gave Satellite its first national hit, breaking the Top Ten mark on both the R&B and pop charts. Shortly thereafter Satellite became Stax, and Carla proceeded to claw her way onto the national charts another 22 times with such immortal slices of soul as her answer song to Sam Cooke, "I'll Bring It on Home to You," as well as "Let Me Be Good to You," "B-A-B-Y," "Tramp" (with Otis Redding), and "I Like What You're Doing to Me." Carla released six solo albums and, with Otis Redding, one duet album on Stax between 1961 and 1971. -- Rob Bowman, All-Music Guide

Remix with a helium-enhanced hook. Subwoofer warning.



Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
It's not warm when she's away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And she's always gone too long anytime she's goes away

Yo...

Video has some nice Memphis footage of E. Parkway where Madison Ave. ends.

(02-15-2017 01:28 PM)Cletus Wrote: [ -> ]Video has some nice Memphis footage of E. Parkway where Madison Ave. ends.

S.O.U.T.H. Parkway by memphian Gangsta Blac



My main team on the side of my hip nigga
GB nigga
South memphis nigga
Ha, what you think nigga?
Ha, south memphis wwwwwhat?


S-O-U-T-H yeah Parkway, don't play damn damn day
Get your **** straight
test us then we test you too ****
All us, all y'all too, it's on **** (repeat 2X)

S if for shooting ******* who constantly talking ****
O is for over, know when i barge in another clique
U is for underground when i'm in funkytown
T is for taking over, cause you shouldnt've been around
H is for hood rat, that's hanging in SPV
P is for ***** hoe, that i got so easily
A is Atlanta bound, all aboard on the plane
R is for recking **** cause you know i'm insane
K is for killing ******* who constantly acting hard
cause you should not **** with me cause I'm down with southpark

S-S-S-S-O-U-T-H yeah Parkway, don't play damn damn day
Get your **** straight
test us then we test you too ****
All us, all y'all too, it's on **** (repeat 2X)

I'm a kick it off mane, true to the game, stay the same
Hoovie's what they call me, keep 2 clips for my N-I-E
B-B-N got my back, cause all them thug niggaz on the track
Busting till we D-I-E, skullhead baby R-I-P
Balling Balling till we fall, never cause i standing tall
See I'm from that Memphis, Tenn. - chiefing and counting Benjamin's
Gangsta Blac and S.P.V., all them thug niggaz down with me
gangstas walking left and right, hoes be cutting up every night
P-I-M-P, maintain, riding in that chevy thang
holla holla when you see me, throwing dem bows with the Greeby

S-S-S-S-O-U-T-H yeah Parkway, don't play damn damn day
Get your **** straight
test us then we test you too ****
All us, all y'all too, it's on **** (x2)

L-Y-C in tennessee, collaboration cross the nation
elevating, stop that hating, all we doing is paper chasing
Southpark's the Southpark way, test us you'll die today
gun in your mouth with nothing to say, blup blup blup blown away
what niggaz think they see us when we coming, 'cause we gunning,
and they running, hit the deck, get the check, from gangsta blac
B-B-N we got your back, yelling please don't act like that, WATCH OUT

As i walk to the valley of the shadows of Parkway
them point, no play, i can say them keep them hanging
smoke nor fiend, then tell them bust or go play play
me got no sleep, so me don't care what you say say
Me just a rude boy from a town called JA
Now in Memphis, Tenn. where them boys shoot big game
Riding twenty inches and they waving them thang thangs
S-O-U-T-H Parkway, them no play play

S-S-S-S-O-U-T-H yeah Parkway, don't play damn damn day
Get your **** straight
test us then we test you too ****
All us, all y'all too, it's on **** (x2)

for what they saying, it's real in the battlefield
then, for real, yo dawg, them hogz, when it comes to the benz, then sin
cause i've done had so many running mates i did you no lie,
them same ones who blocking all so i wouldn't make it by
and i ain't mad, but i would rather see them suffering boy
them gamez they play, one day they shall chill with the lord
but on the realla, gangsta blac gone keep it all in the fam
cause they got love in the first and plus they know who i am
reloading combat, take aim then you bust out
do everything to see how that lil **** jump out his damn mouth
cause here we play by parkway, we damning what you hoes say
the rules are what we obey, them thangz on up they well bread
cause buddha got me bumped out, on this i'm claiming all plow
so shoot it out yo damn mouth, i must respect the down south

S-S-S-S-O-U-T-H yeah Parkway, don't play damn damn day
Get your **** straight
test us then we test you too ****
All us, all y'all too, it's on **** (x2)

before things became so political

(02-15-2017 08:59 PM)Cletus Wrote: [ -> ]before things became so political

Ghetto superstar, that is what you are
Coming from afar, reaching for the stars
Run away with me to another place
We can rely on each other, uh, uh
From one corner to another, uh, uh

Uh yeah, yo, yo
Some got hopes and dreams, we got ways and means
The supreme dream team always up with the schemes
From hubcaps to selling raps, name your theme
My rise to the top, floating on this cream
Who the hell wanna stop me, I hated those who doubt me
A million refugees with unlimited warranties
Black Caesar dating top squeezers
Diplomatic legalese, no time for a Visa
They just begun, I'ma shoot them one by one
Got five sides to me, something like a pentagon
Strike with the forces of King Solomon
Letting bygones be bygones and so on and so on
I'ma teach this cat, how to live in the ghetto
Keeping it retro especially from the get go
Lay low, let my mind shine like a halo
Politic with ghetto senators on the d-low

Ghetto superstar, that is what you are
Coming from afar, reaching for the stars
Run away with me to another place
We can rely on each other, uh, uh
From one corner to another, uh, uh


One, two and you don't stop, yo
my eyes is sore being a senator
Behind closed doors hitting truth to the sea floor
The rich go North ignore the tug of war
While the kids are poor, open new and better drug stores
So I became hardcore, couldn't take it no more
I'ma reveal everything, change the law
I find myself, walking the streets
Trying to find what's really going on in the streets

Yeah, yo, yo, yo
Now every dog got his day, needless to say
When the chief away that's when them cats want to play
I told you mess around you fools like Cassius Clay
Stretch my heater make you do a pas de bourree
Kick your balls like Pele, pick em doing ballet
Peak like Dante, broader than Broadway
Get applause like a matador, cry yelling ole
Who the hell wanna save me, from B.K., to Cali

Ghetto superstar, that is what you are
Coming from afar, reaching for the stars
Run away with me to another place
We can rely on each other, uh, uh
From one corner to another, uh, uh

Yeah, yo, yeah
Just when you thought it was safe in a common place
Showcase your finest is losing fast in the horse race
Two faced, getting defaced, out like Scarface
Throw your roll money, let me put on my screw face

Well, I'm paranoid at the things I say
Wondering what's the penalty from day to day
I'm hanging out, partying with girls that never die
you see I was picking on the small fries, my campaign telling lies
Was just spreading my love, didn't know my love
Was the one holding the gun and the glove
But it's all good as long as it's understood
It's all TOGETHER now in the hooooooooood

Ghetto superstar, that is what you are
Coming from afar, reaching for the stars
Run away with me to another place
We can rely on each other, uh, uh
From one corner to another, uh, uh

I don't remember that time . I'm too involved . Maybe I should kick back lol

(02-15-2017 10:45 PM)snowtiger Wrote: [ -> ]I don't remember that time . I'm too involved . Maybe I should kick back lol

I don't remember all the politics and hatred/division/tension in the 80s being this bad. I also don't remember multiple networks pumping their politics 24 hours a day like you have in today's world.

You should kick back more.

Besides.... life is too short.

btw, i know ya'll aren't into rap like me, but when this is done, ya'll gonna know every rap song that dj devin steel plays during tiger football games... plus some.
/majorsubwooferwarning





I remember how it all began
I used to sing dirty raps to my East Side fans
Back then I knew ya couldn't stop this rap
No M.C. could rock like that
Then the new style came, the bass got deeper
Ya gave up the mike and bought you a beeper
Do ya wanna rap or sell coke?
Brothers like you ain't never broke
People wanna say it's just my time
Brothers like me had to work for mine
Eight years on the mic and I'm not joking
Sir Too Short coming straight from Oakland
California, home of the rock
Eight woofers in the trunk beating down the block
Short dog, I'm that rapping man
I said it before and I'll say it again

Life is... too short, too short

Life is... too short, too short

Life is to some people unbearable
Committing suicide and that's terrible
Was it much too much or nothing big?
If ya live my life, you'd be fighting to live
Life is to me my main asset
I be doing all right and keep it just like that
Chill out at the house and pump that bass
I'm trying to get rich as I rock the place
Everybody's got that same old dream
To have big money and fancy things
Drive a brand new Benz, keep your bank right here
Never hear me stutter once because I talk real clear
It's on you, homeboy, watcha gonna do?
You can take my advice and start working, fool
Or you can close your ears and run your mouth
And one day, homeboy, ya soon find out

Life is... too short, too short

Life is... too short (TOO SHORT)

Life is too short, would you agree?
While I'm living my life, don't mess with me
It's been a long time, baby, since I first got down
But I still keep making these funky sounds
Cause I don't stop rapping, that's my theme
I make a lot of money, do you know what I mean?
Like is complicated ya must stay up
Ya axe'd a simple question boy, don't say "What?"
Ya only live once and ya calling it hell
Policeman trying to take ya to jail
You could give a man time but you don't know
I a matter of time, I'll be running the show
Now another young buck wants to be on top
Making big money, slanging hop
The task force trying to peel your cap
Turn around, homeboy, ya better watch your back

Life is... too short
Life is

You can take back all the things you give
But ya can't take back the days you live
Life is to some people heaven on earth
Living every single day for what it's worth
I live my life just how I please
Satisfy one person I know that's me
Work hard for the things I achieve in life
And never rap fake when I'm on the mic
Cause if a dream is all you got, homeboy
Ya gotta turn that dream into the real McCoy
No time to waste, just get on that case
Ya can't be down cause ya need to taste
A good life living like a king on a throne
Getting everything ya want
And trying to have all your own
Its your life
Don't be stupid though
Cause when ya waste it, you'll know

Life is...
Life is...

All right, that's it

(05-06-2016 05:01 PM)snowtiger Wrote: [ -> ]It's hard to load the other ones.

This may be one of my all time favorite songs.