#StoriesAboutSongs

#StoriesAboutSongs

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  • DJ Nikoless "My 85 Summer Jams" BLEND MIXTAPE (SIDE B)
    SIDE B
    Ice-T featuring Chris “The Glove” and Afrika Islam-Party People (Go Off)
    Run-D.M.C-Jam Master Jammin’ Remix Instrumental
    Newcleus-I Wanna Be A B-Boy (1st verse) (w/T. OMAR Scratches)
    Kid Frost-Terminator
    G.Q.G & Slick Sheik-Wild Boys (Sucker MCs Version)
    The Organization featuring Vice Lord WC & DJ Tony G-The Big Beat
    Grandmaster Flash-Girls Love The Way He Spins
    Sparky D featuring Kool DJ Red Alert-He’s My DJ
    Davy DMX-The DMX Will Rock featuring Sweet Tee & Leonie James
    Diamond “D”-Breakin’ For the Big Time
    Boogie Boys-City Life
    Man Parrish-Hey There Homeboys (DUB Version)
    Masterdon Committee-Funkbox 2
    Word of Mouth featuring DJ Cheese-King Kut
    2 Live Crew-What I Like
    MC Shy-D-Rapp Will Never Die
    Boogie Boys-Breakdancer
    Imperial Brothers-Live It Up
    Byron Davis & The Fresh Crew-My Hands Are Quicker Than The Eye
    Knights of the Turntables-Fresh Mess
    The Unknown DJ-Let’s Jam instrumental
    G.L.O.B.E & Pow Wow-Celebrate
    Debbie Deb-Lookout Weekend
    Jamie Jupitor-Computer Power
    Freestyle-Don’t Stop The Rock
    BONUS SONG: 3D Crew-MC Killers (‘85 Bedroom Practice Tape)
    45 min
  • DJ Nikoless "My 85 Summer Jams" BLEND MIXTAPE (SIDE A)
    SIDE A
    The B Boys-Stick Up Kid
    Toddy Tee-Batterram
    Symbolic Three & MIkey D & DJ Dr. Shock-We’re Treacherous
    Hollis Crew-It’s the Beat
    LL Cool J-Rock The Bells (Original Version)
    Marley Marl featuring MC Shan-Marley Marl Scratch
    Master O.C. & Krazy Eddie featuring The Great Peso & The Main Attraction-Private Lessons
    Hassan featuring 7-1 & Little 7-Cold Rock Stuff
    K-Rob-Hey Hey Hey
    Treacherous Three-Gotta Rock
    Freddy B & the Mighty Mic Masters-It’s the Hip Hop
    Craig G-Shout Rap
    Almighty 3-To The Other MCs
    T La Rock-Breakdown
    Ray Rock & KC-Incredible Ray
    UTFO-Bite It
    Bad Boys featuring K-Love-Bad Boys
    Jimmy Spicer-Beat the Clock
    Spyder D-Rap is Here To Stay
    Run-DMC-Darryl & Joe
    Roxanne Shante-Bite This
    Dr. Rocx & Co.-Girl Friends / Boy Friends
    Divine Sounds-How Fast Money Goes
    Word Class Wreckin’ Cru-World Class
    Z-3 MCs-Triple Threat
    Mantronix-Needle To The Groove
    45 min
  • The Half-Life Realm EP 1
    The Twilight Zone (PT 1): (5-18)
    From a small suburban town, nothing out of the norm
    But sometimes, things change, like the night of storm
    House on the hill, the Richardson’s have done quite well
    Made a fortune on the stock market, buy it then sell
    But with a keen intuition that is hard to perceive
    Some can see between the lines, that’s the story of Steve
    High School football star, but he injured his knee
    Effectively changing what his future could be
    Clean cut kid, turned to the bottle to cope
    Down and out, last leg, no signs of hope
    Then one night, local diner, when his thoughts are extreme
    He’s thinking, it’s his last meal, he’s given up on the dream.
    Distracted from his thoughts, ‘would you like coffee and cream?’
    He knows that voice, he looks up, it’s his class prom queen
    Voted mostly to succeed and to win
    But here she is, looking unhappy as him
    Fast-forward ten years and the present is bright
    Resulting from one decision on that fateful night
    He never ordered that meal, instead he chose to ask
    Kate about her life, and what events had passed
    She poured her heart, he sat there, his soul was a sponge
    And they decided right then what had to be done
    She pulled the string on her apron and it fell to the floor
    He stood up, they clasped hands, then they head for the door.
    Got in her in car and drove until they ran out of road
    Found themselves in California, whole new zip code
    Fresh new start, Kate chose to follow her heart
    Became a well known painter, gave her life to the arts
    And Steve, finally accepted time for brains over brawn
    And in matter of time, to the stocks his was drawn
    And here’s one important factor I forgot to reveal
    On that night they left together, man, the passion was real
    Nine months later, here’s Billy, he’s their pride and joy
    At ten years old, most agree, he’s a brilliant boy
    But barely has any friends, it’s too hard to relate
    Billy’s smarter than his teachers, causing hate from his classmates
    But WAIT, a new family moves in town
    Similar to Kate and Steve, trying to turn their life around
    Kate met Jane, life explained, decisions was made
    She could be their housekeeper, that would help them get paid
    And Jane had a daughter, who just turned fifteen
    Who suffered from depression, cause she felt unseen
    So despite the age difference, once the two did meet
    Billy and Ann formed a friendship, the kind that’s deep
    They don’t have much common, ‘cept they both feel alone
    So they sit and talk for hours, trying to keep both strong
    They usually hang in his garage, that’s his place to escape,
    He loves science, he’s a builder, yeah, he loves to create
    He has everything he needs, thanks to dad and mom
    But what they both don’t know is Billy’s building a bomb
    and the story goes on...
    5 min
  • Last Will And Testament
    Last will and testament
    Is it time for an exodus or is it exorcist?
    The devil keep on testing me, and imma keep on testin him..
    I ain't a pessimist...I ain’t a pacifist
    Music is my deepest love and I ain’t even ask for this
    Still it bring me happiness I bet that ain’t an accident
    I write like I think, overlapping like a mastermix*
    Every other line adorned with an asterisk
    Live and direct, still heavy on effects
    Amber stone laying feeling heavy on his neck
    In tune with my soul, I’m in control and im a wreck
    Not out to impress, only out to express
    But put to test, I could give a witch a hex
    I try to fix my flaws and predict which is next
    And if you’re listening, you’re in tune with his list
    Longer than a milestone, deeper than the Styx
    To all DJs, what you plan to mix with this?
    …I'm like Mxyzptlk but you can’t mix me up
    I gotta ton a skill, mixed with a pinch of luck
    Is it loud enough or, do we gotta turn it up?
    Anything to earn a buck, that’s not my Modus Op
    Feed me to the sharks, that’s not the boat to rock
    Sitting at the dock, yep, I meant it literal
    When I pass on please reduce me to a mineral
    Minimal..and not to be so cynical…
    And here’s another verse, same thoughts with some other words
    Excited like some aliens once they discover earth
    ‘Earth men easy, greedy, and sleezy
    We can infiltrate, no need to wait, please believe me’
    That’s what I heard I’m say, connected to the motherboard
    Attached to my vertebrae, some say I’m cyborg
    Eyes pour tears, leaving rust on my cheekbone
    But plan to reset by the time that the beat’s gone
    Speak NO words I can’t back, that’s the backbone
    Finally got on track once I actually got back home
    Black owned, black on black, with a matte tone
    Stopped writing raps round the birth of the flat phone
    Sad song, sing it SO loud show a stand strong
    Walking over hot coals, breathing in a sandstorm
    And, I won’t quit, can’t stop, got no off switch
    Be cautious, if you choose to step into my office
    God is a living thing, no shape or no nonsense
    No evidence of human traits, ‘cept the subconscious
    I pondered every aspect, and to be honest.
    No contest like Ang said, I plan to win regardless
    Ruff waters a part of the process I’m plotting
    A problem, whether it’s Old School or modern
    I’m not in the mood to fail, I bail till I’m crawling
    I’m all in, following the footsteps of my calling
    5 min
  • With Interest (LP MIX)
    With Interest
    Emotions fragile, words agile
    My chords can do tricks
    According to this, my style is exploring the risks
    Implore you to wish upon a star to get as free as this
    My week consists of moments I can’t believe exist
    A grief abyss, then drift into some weekend bliss
    I’d be remiss not to mention that sometimes I limit myself
    Sticking to a scheme, never know where to end it, a sort of affliction,
    Pleasing like the feel of a kiss, I’m building my health
    Just like the doc recommended, I stop when intended
    I rock until my thoughts are all finished
    A hundred percentage, yeah, that’s just the cost of my image
    I know who my friends is, I also know some pretenders
    From a distance, before I name em, somebody call in the censors
    I call a census, lets calculate our current consensus
    Is this a business or just a means of sharing my interests?
    I share my thoughts with interest
    Beyond the starting line by inches
    I share my thoughts with interest
    Beyond the starting line by inches
    I share my thoughts with interest
    Beyond the starting line by inches
    I share my thoughts with interest
    Beyond the starting line by inches
    Life consumes, navigating love in a vacuum
    Wolf packs loom, as I write rhymes under black moons
    Fresh starts, yeah, I bet trouble’ll be back soon
    Sensations I had as a kid, now back to boom
    I have no room for people with no time for me
    Sounds easy, but I’ve found that it’s hard to see
    Or believe. I still bless the air they breathe
    Don’t question me, I always keep my heart on display
    My soul on the line, two traits I shall never betray
    The rest of my days, I wanna spending em testing my age
    No pressure, I gauge my wins from the ways that I feel
    That makes it all real, then I find my way thru my will
    I share my thoughts with interest
    Beyond the starting line by inches
    I share my thoughts with interest
    Beyond the starting line by inches
    I share my thoughts with interest
    Beyond the starting line by inches
    I share my thoughts with interest
    Beyond the starting line by inches
    You think you’re smart, well, Sherlock you’re not
    I sit alone seeking peace through pure thought
    A sure shot, you’re so insecure, you’re a Morlock
    Nice mask, me? I’m more Adam Warlock
    It’s him, grim, living life with a sole gem
    One love, youngblood plus love for his blood kin
    But something…that I need is a friend
    Who stick till the end…Like old Willie Lumpkin
    Deliver the news and choose what views may get lumped in
    Who wants in? Prepared to sooth all of your wanting
    But…please stop fronting
    Don’t want to lose it all over nothing, emotions gushing
    You don’t need to test every button
    And turn my world upside down like when Charlie tries punting
    Like a concussion seeing stars just minus cussing
    Expressing frustrations, that would be a different discussion
    I’m only human, at least that’s what I’m sort of assuming
    Still I feel so alone, I sense them old doubts looming
    It’s not a rumor just a few years past my birth
    One of my favorite phrases is “I’m not from earth”
    A thoughtful search reveals that was the seeds of hurt
    My needs alert knowing that I lost my worth
    And that’s a shame for someone that’s so young and pure
    I did endure but it led me back to where things once were
    I must concur some days, AND some months a blur
    I see some patches in my memory, those times unsure
    I’m trying to usher in a new age of hope
    Or ways to cope, and apply to each phrase that’s wrote
    7 min
  • Appearance of Hope
    Is it, too much or not enough
    If there’s something in-between, never heard of such
    Word to love, blurred then return to dust
    If the bones don’t burn, turn the furnace up
    Learn to trust ya gut, plus adjust for luck
    Keep your cool, know which wires to cut
    Inspiring what’s next, what desires to come
    Too wired to quit, AND too tired to run
    thought you knew, TWO things can both be true
    And have the opposite effect how they feed on you
    Read the room, nothing can be assumed
    Heed the tune, title it “seeds of doom”
    Weeds a bloom, the garden is out of control
    Starting to show hard work a part of the growth
    The art of the joke lost in the mirrors and smoke
    That’s chaos dressed in the appearance of…HOPE
    I’m here to invoke the rights that are rightfully mine
    I write every line to find new ways to design
    New ways to combine emotional phases, mixed with phrases
    Drafted pages, way before I rapped on stages
    Birds in cages, unheard, trapped for ages
    Practice patience, pacing my mental mazes
    Simply anxious…LOST… feeling dangerous
    Question friends soon you’re revealing strangers
    There’s no ANGER, we all need to work the angles
    With pressure on the back trying to hurt the ankles
    80s kid, though I never purchased kangols
    I was popping and rhyming, I was ready to tangle
    Battle tested, yep, that’s right, ya guessed it
    I would take out the comp with a similar method
    Minimum effort, blow spots, skin of a leopard
    Known to enter a cipher, and better I left it
    It’s better I left It back in the past, no question
    Here’s a few bars extra for a final impression
    Fighting depression trying to get the hold a little lesser
    Lot of pressure, but got more heart than you can measure
    Art’s a treasure, dig in to find my prize
    I vow my dream will live till the time it dies
    And I realize I’m biased, I’ don’t do no tries
    Only DO. You can see the truth in my eyes
    The appearance of hope
    appearance of hope
    That’s the appearance of hope
    4 min
  • All Time Low
    All Time Low (5-18)
    Feels like an all-time low
    It feels like an all-time low
    There’s only one place to go,
    Cause we’re at an all-time low
    Self-Awareness ain’t a thing no mo
    Ya could say it’s at all time low
    From the elite to the average joe
    Understanding’s at an all-time
    One thing if you did not know
    Compassion’s at an all-time low
    Some act nice but it’s just for show
    True kindness at all-time low
    People lost, don’t know where to go
    Resourcefulness at an all time low
    I’ve been known for being reason-able
    But these days, it’s at an all-time low
    I used to have patience to blow
    Yeah, now, it’s at an all-time low
    Common Courtesy, I miss it YO
    Now days it at an all-time low
    All-time low
    It feels like an all-time low
    There’s only one place to go,
    Cause we’re at an all-time low
    All-time low
    It feels like an all-time low
    There’s only one place to go,
    Cause we it’s at an all-time low
    The world it done changed so much,
    or stayed the same maybe I’m just out of touch
    What’s your rush, slow down, love or lust?
    Give me lil increments or my brain gon bust
    It’s like trust got sprinkled with some angel dust
    I see demons, got me screaming out in disgust
    But I don’t judge, well only for a second or so
    Reckon ya know, good people at an all-time low
    All-time low
    It feels like an all-time low
    There’s only one place to go,
    Cause we’re at an all-time low
    All-time low
    It feels like an all-time low
    There’s only one place to go,
    Cause we it’s at an all-time low
    3 min
  • OG Hardcore (LP MIX)
    OG Hardcore
    It’s high stakes, time waits for no man nor primate
    That one point won two fives like 9/8ths
    Nine days, nine nights, you can try nine ways
    I’m non-fazed, planning paybacks like Shante
    Like Pompeii, I burn it down, it’s been long day
    Long year, long life, living the wrong wrong
    Some say, but I don’t lend an ear to the hearsay
    Here’s a way to evaluate the choice in a fair way
    He gained green, made teams with some ragtag dreams
    No caffeine, he’s fueled by the power the past brings
    Brass rings to sad scenes, contrast, cache clean
    Delete the obscene, but still a glitch like split screen
    Getting a little bit dark for this hip scene
    Lightning, struck twice, left and the right wing
    Frightening, I need a new method of flight
    The effort to write, for every day that’s left in my life
    Like Too Short, I just wanna rap like me
    My true thought is when I’m a track, I’m free
    And that can be like medicine, practically
    Magically, my head has been a factory
    Writing rhyme after rhyme, that’s a fact for free
    The future’s bright like Edison, No…actually
    Meant to say Latimer, had to make that clear
    Break that fear, ya know I had to take that there
    'I got lines in my mind smoothly attached'
    That’s a Raheem quote, Eliminator of rap
    From ’86, the year the Super Rapper was back
    My math is exact, that’s the path I took for the track
    H​​ow’s that? A little taste of OG Hardcore
    And Art-form, like back when I was spinning on cardboard
    OR hard floors, or just watching Muppets or Star Wars
    His heart pours, yeah, open-shut like car doors
    4 min
  • Beautiful Quest (Something Very Different)
    Beautiful Quest (5-15)
    Time moves slow, like it has no where to go
    I’m moving twice as quick, you can’t restrict the soul
    Patience is so essential for the mental to grow
    Not simple, I know, whether it’s a part or the whole
    People treat you peace of mind like a diamond from coal
    The pressure points to the person who is not control
    And nothing’s owed, assumptions, I’m debunking those
    Blunt with prose, natural how I stunt my flows
    From front to close or any other direction you choose
    Inflections that show intention cause I want y’all to know
    How I feel in every moment, hear my life unfold
    I write in code, but some things are easy to guess
    But hard to digest, others, more easy to miss. Is it a test?
    Naw, I would do this for less
    And I confess, sometimes I write it raw when depressed
    But still I feel blessed to even have a way to express
    My purest thoughts its the art of the beautiful quest
    The beautiful quest, I wanna be me at my best
    Nothing less…for all who agree, say yes
    The beautiful quest, I wanna be me at my best
    Nothing less…for all who agree, say yes
    The beautiful quest, I wanna be me at my best
    Nothing less…for all who agree, say yes
    The beautiful quest, I wanna be me at my best
    Nothing less…for all who agree, say yes
    Imma radical thinker on a musical level
    Hit me heavy with bass, go low on treble
    I ain’t a rebel, ain’t nothing special, father like EDO
    So you can do your own thing kid, I’m no Gepetto
    But, never settle, foot on the pedal, the miles several
    Pot to kettle, ‘Time aint a threat, it’s just a vessel’
    But under pressure, life’ll test ya, just being extra
    A simple gesture, could make it all better, like precious metals
    I’m known to wrestle with thoughts till they’re under control
    Attached to the track, action-packed, no time to move slow
    Though, a wondrous show of patience, I’m anxious I’m to grow
    Stress had me tripping AND scripting’, SO it’s thanks on the low
    My rank is unknown, but if it please, I’m staying at ease, I’m prone
    To go the distance, that the mission I’m on
    This is a song to get ya all involved and alert
    I’m weighing my worth, do work, till I fall in the dirt
    The beautiful quest, I wanna be me at my best
    Nothing less…for all who agree, say yes
    The beautiful quest, I wanna be me at my best
    Nothing less…for all who agree, say yes
    The beautiful quest, I wanna be me at my best
    Nothing less…for all who agree, say yes
    The beautiful quest, I wanna be me at my best
    Nothing less…for all who agree, say yes
    5 min

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RedefineHipHop is the brainchild of Kevin Beacham. It is a part of a initiative to tell Hip Hop stories directly from the perspectives of the creatives and experts throughout Hip Hop history.…