Yeezekiel 25:17
The path of the righteous fan is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil YMCMB.
Blessed is he who, in the name of G.O.O.D. Music and Yeezus Christ, shepherds the haters through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother’s keeper and the finder of lost hip hop heads.
And I will strike down upon thee with great flow and furious emotion those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my next album upon you!
Body So Tight | DJ Reflex (Feat. Childish Gambino)
Donald continues his string of solid features with this Reflex track. Download from the Soundcloud page for free!
I heard in Miami they making it nasty
Send me a pic, Gambino Aveeno, that ashy to classy
When you were the shit, it was loose in this bitch
Drinks, drugs, chicks, and Uggs
Weirdos sipping Cuervo or that Indica
Grown man singing ‘Where’s The Love?’
Who the fuck no grown man?
Young boys who make more sense
Young girls with that old chest,
now I’m like “Oh, yes. Oh, yes.”
Reflex, we just go squirrel shit
That’s nuts, ask us
Do we give a fuck? Nope!
Body so tight!
Yo - and like that, I had one taste, and I’m right back
She squeezed into that tight dress
But she squeezed out for that night cap
Got a few girls and they white/black
Red/yellow, few brown
So I beat it up like KnockOut
So she ain’t last for like two rounds
It’s the new sound for the strippas and students to get down
Just hits now
Fly ladies get loose with it
All the bougie bitches just sit down
These mixed girls with two tones
Be the nice bodies, they too toned
Came with like five girls
That’ll circle twerk with no shoes on
Like, work
Damn, baby, you don’t need a holiday
She got that body language, you know what that body say
Tattoos on her body like that body paint
Drop it low, bring it up, I bet you everybody say-
Body so tight!
This G shit – gold chains and a V-neck
Yeah, we flex
Star status through the whole world with no deep breaths
Just G jets – concepts this type of shit you ain’t seen yet
Did a whole tour for like 6 months so the game mine, no reset
Fast money my reflex – these fly beats, that’s Reflex
Killin’ this shit for like how long? Y’all give me my respect
I got skills, man, I’m sayin’ – these young chicks, I raise ‘em
She fine now, but in three years, I bet the whole style’ll be amazing
Like, give her three years, I bet that body right
Poppin’ clothes better now, she know her body type
Her ex-man trippin’, wishin’ that he got it right
Get a body bag, she killin’ everybody like-
Body so tight!
Source: SoundCloud / djreflex
Hello. This blog has a great premise. They haven’t started posting yet, but the people putting it together promise me they’re starting soon.
Bible passages rewritten to reference Kanye West & G.O.O.D. Music
Probably my favorite thing about Chance is that little “Ahh!”/”Igh!” ad-lib he does a lot. It reminds me of when Donald used to do a similar high-pitched noise back in his Sick Boi/Poindexter days.
Favorite Song | Chance The Rapper (Feat. Childish Gambino)
Download the entire mixtape for free over on Chance’s site. It’s got great features from Donald, Action Bronson, Ab-Soul, and more.
Niggas please be focused - that ‘Bino, you know this
He rep the home of Sosas, you know I’m from that Zone 6
You know I rep that Stone shit - you know your hood is so clit
As God as my witness, this Will Smith spit real shit
I’ma be that. CG busy gettin’, where the weed at?
Bought your girl some new kneepads
You’re fuckin’ with the Fifi bag
Mach stars, egad, she said, “This my favorite song, hold my purse!”
Now she on the floor, drop it like it’s hoooot
You blast this shit in Abercrombie when your work is finished
Your mom won’t play it in the car ‘cause it got cursin’ in it
Your boy like, “I’m the one who showed you!” He want his percentage
‘Cause you were like, “This ain’t the nigga you said spittin’, is it?”
Two-step, white dude’s Harlem Shake
Why you laughin’? ‘Cause you Harlem Shake
I was never fake, I was just too good to be true
That’s Acid Rap, we killed the track
You had your Chance, and ‘Bino too-o
This shit my favorite song, you just don’t know the words
But I still fuck wit’chu, you just ain’t never heard
Think Of Me | Funkmaster Flex (Feat. Childish Gambino)
It’s that D-O-double ‘Bino
Nigga, how you livin’? Yeah, my life so cappuccino
Bittersweet, I’m giving everything I got, I feel so
Helpless, help us! Shoppin’ at the Gelson’s; soymilk, shellfish
Used to stunt Kitsune, used to date Katsumi
But then I got a new one, but she ain’t talkin’ to me
iMessages unread, pain that was unsaid
Laughter we ain’t heard from children we ain’t had
I’m a boss, homie. Die boss like I’m Steve Jobs
They thought I was Jamaican, I got tree jobs
They must have been mistaken, I ain’t feel ya
They respect the grind and zone 6 lookin’ real soft
Dear mom, you sound sick every time I call
Dad’s lyin’ to me, I can hear it in his tone
I don’t want nobody help, leave me the fuck alone
Brother holding my head in the shower, don’t know what I’m up
Rivers runnin’ through my nappy afro
Feelin’ guilty, won the raffle
But the lotto ate my motto at my core
I’m just an Apple, and they want me PC
Paid for my house, but the show is not me
More than the music, we goin’ for that mastery overload
DaVinci Code, comatose, to sport a beard like I’m OVO
Got that cream, I’m an Oreo
You know how the story go
DatPiff, four page, ‘cause you suck some’n gloryhole
It’s that Fresh Prince, Royalty means you deserve it
We were best friends, they talkin’ ‘bout him and I
They lovin’ this silly guy, I’m popping Abilify
Niggas was wildin’ out ‘cause they want me so civilized
They say anytime that you gettin’ cheese, you in a rat race
And the movies that they offer me is black face
It’s so post racial, so I can’t prove it
We the same thing, we in the same movement
Business is business, we eatin’ lunch, it’s not on silent
It’s the Diddy and Biggie driving backwards, I’m so iconic
If I’m dead before Detox, doesn’t matter, I heard The Chronic
You gon’ sell it on eBay, just be glad that I fuckin’ signed it
I ain’t mad, though. You gotta eat, right?
I know your voice, man. You Marshall Lee, right?
Nahhhh, I’m what you hear in your dreams saying it’s not enough
God had made a lot of land, I gotta buy it up
I’m bouncing on the highway, blast it in my driveway
Put that shit on replay, turnt up on Agave
Check the kemosabe, my life is so behind me
If you ain’t feeling it, come and find me (come and find me)
I’m so onto you
So onto you
I’m onto you
Here’s Chance the Rapper’s brand new video for “NaNa,” directed by Hannibal Buress, & featuring a couple cameos from Donald Glover.
Be on the lookout for Chance’s new mixtape “Acid Rap,” which should drop on April 30th.
Hey guys! We’re having our very first giveaway in order to encourage you guys to preorder DC Pierson’s second book Crap Kingdom. If you forward the receipt that Amazon or whoever else emails you to DC Pierson himself, he will rap your name into a custom rap. Read all about that chance to gain internet immortality HERE.
Things up for grab:
1. A signed and drawn-in copy of DC Pierson’s first novel The Boy Who Couldn’t Sleep and Never Had To
2. A copy of DERRICK’s Mystery Team, signed by DC Pierson and Dominic Dierkes. You’re gonna have to get Donald’s signature yourself, every single time I get a chance to see the guys do improv and I bring the copy of the movie for Donald to sign, he’s doing something else.
3. Community (season 3), on DVD
4. Childish Gambino’s Camp on vinyl (includes a download code if you don’t have a record player)How to enter:
1. You can get ONE entry into this contest by: LIKING this post
2. You can get TWO entries into this contest by: REBLOGGING this post. An additional TWO entries can be had by: RETWEETING THIS tweetIf you reblog, like, AND retweet, that’ll be 5 entries into the contest. I’ll keep you guys updated on the contest throughout the next few days. Contest ends THURSDAY, February 21 at midnight (PST).
Good luck! Any additional questions can be asked HERE or HERE
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