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governmentname:

Chopped it up with Mo today about three six being hella nerds and that’s why we love them so… Rap talk is real talk. Yep.

rap talk is the best talk

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yrmomma:

“National Anthem (Fuck The World)”
– Freddie Gibbs

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I don’t think the chorus is necessarily the best on this joint but the verses are dope

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this is my friend Paul who as you can tell is deaf, he has given me speaker recommendations before. I don’t know if that means they are bad or really really good.

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Austin Surreal

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FuckFest 2010

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upnorthtrips:

sittin’ on cream

I was looking for this last night when I saw this post and just found it now so you get a day late reblog but you really should listen to this Best Of Ant Banks that Bambouche of the Vanguard Squad did

http://www.sendspace.com/file/31ie5y 

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BREAKDANCING FAMILY FRIDAYS!

via unplggd

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some where my mom has the photo of me in this suit at the head of the table with everyone singing happy birthday while I give some crying kid one of my toys. There is another one where the white suit is covered in chocolate cake. This is the only one I have.

Oh and if I ever find the photo of me dressed up in a blue mariachi outfit drowning in rhinestones I’ll post it.

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Low Limit of Lazer Swords new laptop stutter video

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In 1994 I use to sit in my room where I had a old car seat from some mid 80’s honda accord for a chair. I set up my speakers on either side of it so when you sat in there they pointed directly at your head. I took the old home speakers out and put some low end 8" MTX joints in it. I would sit there doing my homework or reading rap magazines while wordless car audio bass tapes just vibrated away on my face.  I would sit there for hours flipping through issues of rap pages or on the go. It was an after school ritual. My parents must have thought I was an idiot.

When I moved into the dorms at UT my roomate didn’t understand why I wanted a car seat in the room. I told him it helped me study. I don’t know how that dude put up with me.