busdriver
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Otto: Wow! Metallica! Am I on drugs? Small Dragon: Yes, you are. But that really is Metallica. Now, If you'll excuse me, I'm late for a gumdrop parade on Fufu Island . Gotta check out that new album, Busdriver is incredible. The othe Alpha Pup Artists are also brillian, e.g. check out Daddy Kev - "Lost Angels EP" http://www.alphapuprecords.com/release.p...og=APR-005
busdriver looks like our equinox
if you get a chance to catch him live do it, i've seen him a few times now and its always a party
qµ:rec Wrote:Gotta check out that new album, Busdriver is incredible. word. i'll check it. hadnt heard of alpha pup before you linked to the podcasts.
"Less Yess more nos" is great!
I think I'm gonna grab this album.
kill your employer!
my fave on the album is probably 'sun shower'
Just heard "Go Slow"...I mean what other HipHop-Album can you think of with such a track?! simply awesome!
Hey! I copped this a few weeks ago... great stuff. The guy has mad style, I can only compare him to del in that regard. Great lyricist too
did you pick this up qmoooorec?
cube Wrote:did you pick this up qmoooorec? ....................................................... ^^ yessir, i got my copy also, you know of any decent hip-hop boards?, the majority is just chumps flaming each other for no actual reason.
some satirical lyrics, Busdriver stylee
try not to laugh too much; it might cramp our Rockford Files skeen. Raptures and Status Quos Rapture is a classist thing to achieve - because behind the smokescreen, matchsticks hold up the matchstick man. Status quos are a discrimination - a border patrol unlike anything else, shutting us all up for five minutes. Naysaying...I'm not sure - between an ironed parasite effigy and a world bore. Do they accept tennis raquets? Even wild boars sometimes have greater restraining values than something left to drag us down, out of control. What did we expect? Rose tinted glasses, or a hose that never jets. Did we give reproduction enough respect? Most of the puzzle is easy to foretell, simply yes, no or maybe; as it has been foretold, for centuries about. Much of the repetition comes from disability of the naked eye and ear...the world lives its own lie. Symptoms on the barbeque: hot hot fire. Asymptomia asunder: search for the bonfire gathering...more luck. Artistically, world history is drawn, sketched and erased between raptures and status quos. A little difference than yes' or nos'. We could be mathmaticians paying a speeding fine, see "Blaise Bailey Finnegan III" from Godspeed. But...probably, The Saturdays pretending every Saturday in a city isn't about jumping a lump of dung. Maybe, like Twitter, it really is between hole and critter...raptures and status quos, quite indeed. Necessities and Drooling Necessity makes the mind drool. Untied hands make a break for understanding the dream. How? Dreams are not a necessity. What's at stake? A fork or Uri Geller spoon? For most, magic exists as a discrete entity. It avoids identification. Technically, it musters itself non-existent. Dreaming makes the cogs in the brain loop, easiest work. Dreaming can be like crawling from the mental dungeon. And sometimes we just drool from spilling milk. Oh the travesties of locum. Edifices can be a fortune telling, and a fortune. Dreaming and Necessity But does dreaming and necessity really suit us? Essentially we are crossing our typewriters with silver. Many trustafarians would say yes. The world continues to self-diagnose itself. I have Alan Partridge Syndrome. Many Morrissey lovers preternaturally say "no no". As if white lies and supremacy wasn't bad enough. And sometimes, there is no dinner on the plate. Whichever area we sing from the songsheet, or the same page. Cogs can be cavemanlike and celestial. We ill equip ourselves to understand the might of the plain and simple. Necessity...the mind drools. Sometimes, we don't care we look like fools. Sometimes, poetry becomes the fancy, and the fancy leads to the flight. A flight into pseudoscience cyberspace hub; the hinterlands of nowhere in particular. Trip on a trap, the feeling is like ingesting a barbed wire wrap. I knew I should have avoided the bumper pack! Supply and demand: I would prefer to be living for the gift of the garb. Egregious Restlessness I have au fait wrestling time with trimming mental holes and brown shoes. Sometimes we step on land mines; sometimes we step on fools. I'd be all for roller skating, but Fred Durst kept me "rollin, rollin", looking past bigger boots. Then I decided it was high time not to judge people by their looks. I could be running a rap battle with babies and diapers Or triggering a Fatwa of too many pages. But I'd rather info the slow mo and prefer to write for ministry wages. Oh to be seventeen again Travis said it would rain on my head; afterwards I felt quenched of spam. Though I binged on pork pies for a while and that was an explosion beyond the bed pan. Egregious Restlessness...I think a trinket would accomodate berries mixed with figures of jam. Or maybe there's more to life than the bed, maaan. Sonic Wings It would be vitamins by the max To transfer physical data like Ceefax To Telly Text with a black mask Beyond the gimp, but not beyond breakfast. My rice krispies are rolling styles like strawberries My blindness is escorting fairies To the wise afterlife beyond a ditch of a single fan My 78s were high grade before I put a 33 on as a mistake. Rhymes and land mines It's like falling asleep on a rovers return We might not fall down but we sure do consume. Sonic The Hedgehog takes down an egg head with egg nog on the lamb. The silence of your Dr. Robotnik is heating his coffers with an automobile Hannibal could never silence a hedgehog Because he had his X Ray Specs the wrong way around! So much for the solemn things So much for the sonic wings Next century TVs turn to CVs, happily spinning the news off CNN. Mumbo Jumbo with Sausages coated in marjoram.
"Kiiiids
If you want to piss off your parents Show interest in the arts" "Kiiids If you really want to piss off your parents Buy real estate in an imaginary place Oh yes"
One of my favourite verses, from "Mindcrossings" (Temporary Forever LP)
When you cross my mind You best look both ways Like a careerist in an insulated spacesuit Giving mentions to cake groups And simulating beyond episodic grapefruits You see Daddy cans and is soaking up all the wreckage Of course yes I know how awfully badly bled that is When I swivel and I fix To the streets walked high by the last man alive Who lives in LA and stresses having sex with An insecure dancer Until he has testicular cancer and dies See LA I'm dead Wave for me by my launched hair Jumping in zig zags from the thrift store Waiting for my tax return That wouldn't connect Professor Longhair in an early thrift store My mind's like a gash that couldn't thrash out of an urn In a concentrated kaleidoscope I'd be like your old Dad with false teeth and dentures Selling biodegradable love to inflatable dolls This is where the beat, drops And you put your hands in the air Don't just smoke a doobie like Prince or two bit rare Show some enthusiasm Maybe some next time they will have an insurance plan That your disability scooter can't fathom! A weak ten ten foot loose and wash it down With fruit juice Sorry, sometimes I forget my mind crossings are in The crosshairs My thoughts are in the crosshairs... [Chorus] When, you, cross, my, mind You best look both ways Because my personality's bigger than yours! When you cross my mind, best to look both ways 'Cos my personality gets bigger than yours Up yours! [Scratching finale] |
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