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martedì 23 settembre 2025
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SHORT FILM 🎬 Ice Cube 【🎧】Before Hip Hop
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Released on: September 5, 2025 |
Director: Gabriel Hart a/k/a VIDEO GOD
Director of Photography (DP): Karim Belkasemi
2nd Unit DP: Isabel Mazzolini
Editor: Turbine Post
Colorist: Bryan Smaller for Company 3
Producer: Dylan Palley
VFX: Legal Graffiti
Intro: H Wang
Production
Company: VIDEO GOD, LLC
Executed by: Ice Cube
You killed my brother
My main man
I loved this dude, baby
I want revenge (yeah)
Ah, I want revenge (yeah)
He was my only brother (yeah, shit)
He was like my main man
I loved him, I-I loved him, my brother
My main man
I loved this dude, baby
I want revenge (yeah)
Ah, I want revenge (yeah)
He was my only brother (yeah, shit)
He was like my main man
I loved him, I-I loved him, my brother
Before hip-hop, niggas got shot
Before hip-hop, niggas smoked rocks
Before hip-hop, my uncle had a drop
Before hip-hop, homies stood on the block
Before hip-hop, people smoked weed
Before hip-hop, I'll get you what you need
Before hip-hop, pimping was gone
Before hip-hop, bitches was on
Before hip-hop, niggas smoked rocks
Before hip-hop, my uncle had a drop
Before hip-hop, homies stood on the block
Before hip-hop, people smoked weed
Before hip-hop, I'll get you what you need
Before hip-hop, pimping was gone
Before hip-hop, bitches was on
My style is hostile, your style is docile
I pull them Glock's out
Forgot to box out
I grab the rebound
I claim to be down
The guppy, he drown
'Cause homies decline
My pronouns will throw rounds
Heartbeats will slowed down (yeah)
Where's the showdown?
Your hood is a ghost town
I'm a ghostbuster, hit you with the whole cluster
Turn you into muster, general custer
Chief blackfoot, kick a black rock
'Cause somehow they responsible for crack rock
Somehow they wanna blame it on hip-hop
Before I could talk, they used to crip walk
They used to roll dice
They used to flash ice
Fuck with a chick, she'll cut your ass twice
They used to pay the price
They used to go to jail
Hip-hop ain't the reason why we catching hell
I pull them Glock's out
Forgot to box out
I grab the rebound
I claim to be down
The guppy, he drown
'Cause homies decline
My pronouns will throw rounds
Heartbeats will slowed down (yeah)
Where's the showdown?
Your hood is a ghost town
I'm a ghostbuster, hit you with the whole cluster
Turn you into muster, general custer
Chief blackfoot, kick a black rock
'Cause somehow they responsible for crack rock
Somehow they wanna blame it on hip-hop
Before I could talk, they used to crip walk
They used to roll dice
They used to flash ice
Fuck with a chick, she'll cut your ass twice
They used to pay the price
They used to go to jail
Hip-hop ain't the reason why we catching hell
Before hip-hop, girls got knocked
Before hip-hop, that pussy used to pop
Before hip-hop, they was on molly
Before hip-hop, niggas caught a body
Before hip-hop, that pussy used to pop
Before hip-hop, they was on molly
Before hip-hop, niggas caught a body
I loved him (hm, shit)
And-and he was my only brother (yeah, right)
He was like my main man
I loved him, I loved him
And-and he was my only brother (yeah, right)
He was like my main man
I loved him, I loved him
They tell you and me it was lots of unity in the black community
That shit is lunacy
They tried to ruin me, got me for my jewelry
What they did to me, police got immunity
Early 70's got him for his leather piece
Khakis hella creased, it was lots of jealousy
Boys' bathroom was like a platoon
The girls' bathroom was like a saloon
Squabbles all year, September to June
Niggas on weed, water and 'shrooms
Niggas OD'd, had gangs and goons
Down the center coon (soon), straight to the moon
Niggas would holler, "Give me a dollar, nigga"
He wanted more than a dollar, didn't take no scholar
Yeah, motherfuckers had the Chevy Impala
And they crashed out like, "Fuck you, your honor" (fuck you, your honor)
It all happened before they start rapping
If they say I'm lying, motherfuckers is capping
Niggas be crying like they was the captain
But I don't give a fuck, hand that bitch a napkin
That shit is lunacy
They tried to ruin me, got me for my jewelry
What they did to me, police got immunity
Early 70's got him for his leather piece
Khakis hella creased, it was lots of jealousy
Boys' bathroom was like a platoon
The girls' bathroom was like a saloon
Squabbles all year, September to June
Niggas on weed, water and 'shrooms
Niggas OD'd, had gangs and goons
Down the center coon (soon), straight to the moon
Niggas would holler, "Give me a dollar, nigga"
He wanted more than a dollar, didn't take no scholar
Yeah, motherfuckers had the Chevy Impala
And they crashed out like, "Fuck you, your honor" (fuck you, your honor)
It all happened before they start rapping
If they say I'm lying, motherfuckers is capping
Niggas be crying like they was the captain
But I don't give a fuck, hand that bitch a napkin
They mad at the mirror, but the mirror don't lie
Before hip-hop, it was a drive-by
Before hip-hop, niggas used to die
Before hip-hop, mamas used to cry
They mad at the mirror, but the mirror don't lie
Before hip-hop, it was a drive-by
Before hip-hop, niggas used to die
Before hip-hop, mamas used to cry
Before hip-hop, it was a drive-by
Before hip-hop, niggas used to die
Before hip-hop, mamas used to cry
They mad at the mirror, but the mirror don't lie
Before hip-hop, it was a drive-by
Before hip-hop, niggas used to die
Before hip-hop, mamas used to cry
Before hip-hop (now-now listen)
Before hip-hop (now-now-now listen) (yeah)
Before hip-hop (now-now listen)
Before hip-hop (now-now-now listen) (yeah)
Before hip-hop (now-now listen)
They mad at the mirror, but the mirror don't lie
Before hip-hop, it was a drive-by
Before hip-hop, niggas used to die
Before hip-hop, mamas used to cry (now-now listen)
Before hip-hop, it was a drive-by
Before hip-hop, niggas used to die
Before hip-hop, mamas used to cry (now-now listen)
lunedì 15 settembre 2025
Skunk Anansie【🎧】Shame
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Released two months ago |
I saw you standing trying to shelter
Cold fingers tracing icy skin
Your story sounded so familiar
You said too much to take it in
I got the love from my mother
I got the pain from my dad
I got the blame from my brother
Oh, shame, I got it bad
I saw you standing at an altar
You've made yourself from all you've had
A pair of coloured scarves with bells on
A family photo cut in half
I got the love from my mother
I got the pain from my dad
I got the blame from my brother
Shame, I got it bad
I saw you standing in the open
Warm eyes were dancing down the street
You had no bitterness, not broken, oh
Demons were dragons in retreat
I got the love from my mother
I got the pain from my dad
I got the blame from my brother
Oh, shame, I got it bad
venerdì 12 settembre 2025
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giovedì 29 maggio 2025
Nick Mason's Saucerful of Secrets【🎧】Echoes (Live)
One week ago Nick Mason's Saucerful of Secrets have released their spellbinding live version of Pink Floyd's iconic 'Echoes' on streaming platforms.
martedì 13 maggio 2025
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domenica 20 aprile 2025
Doechii【🎧】Anxiety
Known for her brash, animated style, Tampa, Florida-born rapper and singer Doechii is equally likely to make aggressive club tracks and introspective narratives.
giovedì 26 settembre 2024
domenica 22 settembre 2024
sabato 3 agosto 2024
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giovedì 16 maggio 2024
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lunedì 6 maggio 2024
Shaboozey ♫ A Bar Song
My baby want a Birkin, she's been tellin' me all night long
Gasoline and groceries, the list goes on and on
This 9 to 5 ain't workin', why the hell do I work so hard?
I can't worry 'bout my problems, I can't take 'em when I'm gone, uh
Gasoline and groceries, the list goes on and on
This 9 to 5 ain't workin', why the hell do I work so hard?
I can't worry 'bout my problems, I can't take 'em when I'm gone, uh
One, here comes the two to the three to the four
Tell 'em bring another out, we need plenty more
Two steppin' on the table, she don't need a dancefloor
Oh my, good Lord
Tell 'em bring another out, we need plenty more
Two steppin' on the table, she don't need a dancefloor
Oh my, good Lord
Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey
They know me and Jack Daniels got a history
There's a party downtown near Fifth Street
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy
They know me and Jack Daniels got a history
There's a party downtown near Fifth Street
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy
I've been Boozey since I've left, I ain't changin' for a check
Tell my ma I ain't forget (oh, Lord)
Woke up drunk at 10 am, we gon' do this shit again
Tell your girl to bring a friend (oh, Lord)
Tell my ma I ain't forget (oh, Lord)
Woke up drunk at 10 am, we gon' do this shit again
Tell your girl to bring a friend (oh, Lord)
One, here comes the two to the three to the four
Tell 'em bring another out, we need plenty more
Two steppin' on the table, she don't need a dancefloor
Oh my, good Lord
Tell 'em bring another out, we need plenty more
Two steppin' on the table, she don't need a dancefloor
Oh my, good Lord
Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey (double shot of whiskey)
They know me and Jack Daniels got a history (we go way back)
There's a party downtown near Fifth Street (okay, let's go)
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy (at the bar gettin' tipsy)
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy (at the bar gettin' tipsy)
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy
They know me and Jack Daniels got a history (we go way back)
There's a party downtown near Fifth Street (okay, let's go)
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy (at the bar gettin' tipsy)
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy (at the bar gettin' tipsy)
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy
One, here comes the two to the three to the four
When it's last call and they kick us out the door
It's gettin' kind of late but the ladies want some more
Oh my, good Lord
When it's last call and they kick us out the door
It's gettin' kind of late but the ladies want some more
Oh my, good Lord
Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey (double shot of whiskey)
They know me and Jack Daniels got a history (way back)
There's a party downtown near Fifth Street (come on)
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy (ooh)
They know me and Jack Daniels got a history (way back)
There's a party downtown near Fifth Street (come on)
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy (ooh)
Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey (double shot of whiskey)
They know me and Jack Daniels got a history (me and J.D.)
At the bottom of a bottle gon' miss me (they gon' miss me)
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy (bar gettin' tipsy)
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy
They know me and Jack Daniels got a history (me and J.D.)
At the bottom of a bottle gon' miss me (they gon' miss me)
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy (bar gettin' tipsy)
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy
Fuck, I messed up bro, they kicked me out the bar
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