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Noticia: Mary Hellen presenta ¨Idioma Universal¨ para libre descarga
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Desde muy pequeña la escritura y la formación de versos inquietaron los días de Mary Hellen. A comienzos de los noventa las letras de Rap llegan por primera vez a sus oídos y un nuevo pensamiento comienza a gestarse en quien más tarde dedicaría sus días a la interpretación de estrofas de hip hop. Su primer acercamiento al trabajo musical en grupo lo tuvo en 1997 cuando hizo parte de la propuesta sonora La Nada. Más adelante su camino la llevaría a ser parte de AM Girls proyecto con el cual desarrolló varias presentaciones en el ámbito local. La partida de su compañera de grupo tras cuatro años de trabajo tuvo como consecuencia la desintegración de dicho colectivo. Pero el 2000 traería para ella un nuevo sueño; Las Hermanas Calle sería ahora su equipo de trabajo, el cual finalmente también sucumbiría ante las dificultades propias de crear un concepto musical. Después de tantos altibajos y con un recorrido acumulado, la opción mas prometedora era la de desempeñarse como solista; y fue en 2001 con el apoyo de productores y artistas cuando se lanzó al ruedo artístico con la producción “Obra del Tiempo”; en la cual se recopilan temas de diferentes etapas de su vida. En este trabajo participaron reconocidos artistas de la escena local como El Amarillo, Magaly, El Mugre (de La Tribu), Wildary, Ebratt, Blaforty, Wolfine, El Kiño (también como productor); y talentosos productores como El Amarillo, Ebratt, Oso Sanin y Mary Hellen. El álbum fue grabado en Estudios Rey Madero, Espiral estudios, Camajan Club y PLG records. Con este proyecto participó en eventos dentro de la ciudad y en Bogotá se presentó en quizás el evento más importante de la escena en el país: Rap Al Parque 2002. Esta producción tuvo distribución en Colombia; y en el año de 2005 se reeditó agregándole otros tracks para ser lanzado en el mercado de los Estados Unidos. Actualmente como ella comenta “sigo en el ruedo de vivir mi vida con el lindo don de las rimas y la música”.
Video: Cejaz Negraz - Dezizionez
Desde la capital llega Cejaz Negraz de la Crack Family a presentarnos su mas reciente producción audiovisual ¨Dezizionez¨. Video rodado en Europa
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Musica: Da Distrikt ft Alias Ramirez - Dejame Sentirme Bien
Video: Kool Mc Mc Teo & Yhou Fafo - Atileños Bad Boys
NOTICIA: Pac Dunga - Graffiti Nivel 1 New Skool
El autor del Graffiti es Pac Dunga, integrante del colectivo local Crew peligrosos.
¨En Aranjuez hay un combo de peligrosos. Hay que tener cuidado porque para ellos no hay nada imposible en la vida y están cambiando la forma de pensar en esta ciudad. Ellos son los Crew Peligrosos, un proyecto que nace en medio de la violencia, pero su reacción no es violenta. Es creativa. Transformadora. Precisamente, cuando la violencia se agudiza, cuando a su parche lo atacan o cuando en su barrio siguen cayendo más y más personas, ellos en lugar de esconderse, salen a la calle a bailar, a cantarle a la vida, a enseñarle a las nuevas generaciones cual es la salida y que la propuesta está en el arte, la cultura. En el poder de la música como una forma de atacar y hacer resistencia a la violencia. El proyecto de Crew Peligrosos nació como una alternativa artística para la violencia en la comuna 4 de Medellín, liderada por Henry Arteaga 'JKE' (Jeque) MC. Se dieron a conocer en emisoras con su tema 'Medayork' y ahora buscan conquistar el territorio nacional con 'Mera Vuelta'. La canción fue producida por Toy Selectah y es un adelanto de los que será su primer álbum de estudio. En escena se unen a los MC's y al Dj una banda de cinco músicos: guitarra, bajo, batería, saxofón y trompeta, bajo la dirección musical del israelí Daniel Crowe.¨
En el lenguaje común, el grafiti es el resultado de pintar textos abstractos en las paredes de manera libre, creativa e ilimitada con fines de expresión y divulgación donde su esencia es cambiar y evolucionar buscando ser un atractivo visual y con un alto impacto, como parte de un movimiento urbano revolucionario y rebelde; por lo tanto, una pintada política no se considera un grafiti como tal. El grafiti se realiza de manera espontánea, veloz, en lugares públicos, y en algunas ocasiones se mantiene el anonimato. El grafiti, además, es catalogado como uno de los cuatro elementos básicos de la cultura hip hop.
VIDEO: FABOLOUS - SO NY
Fabolous nos presenta su nueva producción audiovisual titulada ¨So NY.¨
Best things come to those who wait
It's time to go get it
[Hook]
I said I'm so New York, Weezy probably don't like me x3
La-da-da-da-da-da
For my city, emphasis on my city
You got to go to L.A. if your looking for Diddy
You gotta check C.T. if your looking for Fitty
Niggas in Paris, but what about the city?
I'm so N-Y like the folks who make Playstation
Hope ya'll enjoyed your summer vacation
I been on that medicine, it's hard to stay patient
Time to come for Sugar Hill, word to Ray Nathan
I'm coming for the belt and I stay H'ing
Coming for your Idol, word to Clay Aiken
Pause - in case they take it the wrong way
And bitch niggas always take it the wrong way
Still spitting, I'm the city's saliva
Want the keys to it like the designated driver
Sometimes I listen to my old rhymes, it feels like I had the k-k-keys the whole time
Ain't gotta give me credit, I take cash
(Broooklyn) Yeah we take cash
Those old niggas trying to live off their old bodies
These young niggas think they killing shit, with no bodies
But this ain't about old school/ new school
Cause my old school look better than your new school
And I drive my new school like my old school
Just to wave at the teachers from my old school
In Flex We Trust I let him do my old schools
Your Girl Used To Brain Me, You Love My Old School
Stop playing, you boys grew up on me
I fed you, burped you, until you threw up on it
I gave these niggas style, they never had a Clue
But they heard the freestyles yea they had the Clues
Been doing this a while, probably had your boo
She probably came back had a little attitude
Gun charge, oh yea I had like two
My black lawyer beat them, never had a Jew
I done had a few, never use, had them new
So I'm Pac, in a white suit, I Ain't Mad At You
No Diddy, no Dupri, no Dr. Dre
No Cash Money from Baby, and no Rocs from Jay
And I'm still here, I'm still here!
I'm so New York that I'm still here
[Hook]
Video: Wiz Khalifa ft Juelz Santana - Everything Is Good
Les presentamos el nuevo videoclip de Wiz Khalifa con la colaboración de Juelz Santana ¨Everything Is Good.¨
Feeling good, looking good
Living good, everything is good
I wish you nigga would, yeah
I wish you nigga would
Smoking good, drinking good
Fucking good, everything is good
I wish you nigga would, yeah
I wish you nigga would
It’s like I smell that money from a mile way
Neck full of lucky charms, my pockets on saint patrick’s day
This money I be fucking up, these bitches I be fuckin em
Sometimes, 2 at once, yep, double dutching them
I’m that nigga, you know it’s true,
You wanna be me, I know you do
Your girl want me, I know she do
And if I was her, I would want me too
I’m back till I’m watch the throne
Get a flick of my fancy clothes
Bad bitch with no panties on
Tight jeans, see the camel toe
When he got a zip for my nigga zip
I said what’s this, he said amber rose
Got a strip pole in my bedroom
That your bitch be dancing on
I’m like Rihanna when it come to date
You flier than me, no fucking way
Riding round with that bitch nina
Smoking kesha, that’s a double date
Somebody call up spalden, somebody call up nike
I done bought all in my jordans, your chick keep callin
We smoke a blunt, then she strip
Then I tongue kiss her pussy lips
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Then I come up, give her a kiss
So she can taste how good her pussy is
[Hook]
Feeling good, looking good
Living good, everything is good
I wish you nigga would, yeah
I wish you nigga would
Smoking good, drinking good
Fucking good, everything is good
I wish you nigga would, yeah
I wish you nigga would
Stuffin big calls, we ain’t smokin pinners
I’m balling like the saint fuckin with the sinners
Pockets chunky oh she got that thinner
How I look hungry, I got shells for breakfast lunch and dinner
I’m rolling up zips, fucking with the dips
These haters talking shit, just a lot of lip
See the niggas that I’m with, that’s a lot of porsches
See my old school car, that’s a lot of horses
No rodeo, my eyes like I’m from tokyo
I got a pound a weed that we all could roll
But I only smoke with my homies, though
And everyday I’m in the hood
And everyday I’m smoking good
[Hook]
Feeling good, looking good
Living good, everything is good
I wish you nigga would, yeah
I wish you nigga would
Smoking good, drinking good
Fucking good, everything is good
I wish you nigga would, yeah
I wish you nigga would.
VIDEO: 50 CENT FT SNOOP DOGG & YOUNG JEZZY - MAJOR DISTRIBUTION
I'm trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw
(I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor
Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more
Boy)
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Run tell the blood's I'm crip and go tell the crips I'm blood
Nigga, I be tripping, bitch, I don't give a fuck
I put the K on niggas, I spray on niggas
Come through 2012, XJ on niggas
I'm a Apex predator, nigga, I'm strolling
Shooters on deck, I break bread and they own me
Niggas said I fell off, oh, you heard I fell off?
Why the fuck would you be repeating that?
Nigga, I'm a rap tycoon, make a 100 mill by June
Now who the fuck said I can't rap, Jack?
I'm in a dope fiend's dream, I got it for 'em raw
That's that morphin memories, except I'm breaking the law
I was born a problem, in the stroller with the llama
I'm violent, I kill a nigga, put that on my mama
Nah, nah, don't tell me nothing about none of these niggas
I smoke all these niggas for this bread
[Hook]
I'm trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw
(I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor
Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more
Boy)
[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
I give a fuck about a fed as I jump up outta bed
5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, yeah
I'm trying to put this shit away
On the low, I need a hit a day, think you better get away
From my, oh, my, I got a bernie that'll fire
From Cali to Kingston, back to NY
Snoop's master kush, smoke 5 to 9
Come by and get you some pounds and now you flying high
Run with the metal with my foot to the pedal
G's with the trees and the C's on my level
5-0, you know I go hard, these fools caught me go hard
Head nigga in charge, this nigga soft as the barge
But I ain't tripping, I'm just flipping my cheese
Cause if you really want the bomb come and fuck with your G's
I got it, always kill, always will
Had that, sit that, my nigga get that, you hear that?
[Hook]
I'm trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw
(I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor
Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more
Boy)
[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
5 AM in the kitchen, nigga, I'm coughing
Bag full of white 8 balls, I'm going golfing
Now homie got killed last night, bought him a coffin
Retaliated the same night, made him a dolphin
Guess that's the life of a yay slipper
On top of getting skin like a just like a stripper
Got camels for the jackets, home invaders, man
Coming all black like they Raiders fans
All I saw growing up was kilos and gangbanging
'Till the homie taught me to whip, game changing
Now I'm breaking down birds on the coffee table
Yeah, half them drugs sold before they off the table
Gotta look (?) for my half, I'm gonna split
They chopping (?) work that bitch like it's a killing
Sold them more water, stretching like it's elastic
(?) rapping, I'm plastic, yeah
[Hook]
I'm trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw
(I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor
Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more
Boy)
MUSICA: LITO MC CASSIDY, MANTOI, PROFETA EL NEWTON & RAPSUSKLIE - CIELO AZUL
Escuchen lo nuevo de la Republica Hip Hop Latino - ¨Cielo Azul.¨ Colaboración internacional entre Lito Mc Cassidy (PR). Rapsusklei (España), Mantoi (Chile) y Profeta El Newton (Venezuela).
Video: Radio Mc ft Yhou Fafo - Let´s Get High
VIDEO: AFAZ NATURAL LA BASE RECORDS JAM N STUDIO SANCLEMENTE - MAS X MENOS
VIDEO: LG PRADA - I GET HIGH
VIDEO: JANNYVAL - ¿MITO O LEYENDA? VOL 1
Y desde Medellín para el Mundo llega Jannyval con su mas reciente videoclip ¨¿Mito o Leyenda?
VIDEO: SKI BEATZ FT LA ETNNIA - LA LEYENDA CONTINUA
VIDEO: ALERTA KAMARADA - LAS VITAMINAS CONVERTIDAS EN REGGAE
VIDEO: JAYMVEE - WINE
VIDEO: RICK ROSS - PIRATES
Y continua Rick Ross sacando videos de su ultimo album ¨God Forgive I Don´t¨ esta vez el turno es para el tema ¨Pirates.¨
I guess there ain't no nice way to tell you niggas it's game over, huh?
Pray for me
[Verse 1]
Hallucination of money, while nigga's stomach just rumble
Had to fuck with the Haitians and break a kilo to crumbles
Nigga living in rubble, within him labelled the rebel
Any nigga wan' rumble, somebody hand me a shovel
Gotta silence the lambs, get on my Buffalo Bill
Stepping off the Sonoma with the black duffle bag filled
Got a cute bitch with me; favor Kimora, for real
Got Meek Mill on the celly, that nigga worth a few mil
I multiply what I manage, I manage to multiply
Witness real niggas fail, and watch you fuck niggas strive
Witness bitch niggas pale, Jabar just got twenty-five
At this point in my life, I'm just trying to survive
Homicide stay on my mind, Christopher Wallace of my time
R.I.P. to the legend, 2Pac Shakur with a nine
Makaveli returns -- it's God forgives, and I don't
Resurrection of the real, time to get the richer than Trump
[Hook]
I'm rolling the dice, four, five, six
Young nigga, nineteen, four or five bricks
Praying on you niggas, sinners full of hate
God forgives and I don't, only hustlers relate
[Bridge]
Trying to keep my head above water, nigga
We pirates out here, nigga, just trying to stay afloat
And I ride for my niggas
[Verse 2]
Fascination with fortune afford me mansion and Porsches
Panamera abortions, marijuana imported
Dreams of getting cream and never to be extorted
Seen so many things, be preposterous not to record it
Product is in demand, profit not far behind
Got on my mother pearl, she fucking up father time
Babies be having babies, I'm talking 'bout how I grind
Niggas thinking its voodoo the way bricks be multiplying
Affiliated with wealth, associated with death
Self-made millionaire, snatch a triple beam off the shelf
Straight Grim Reaper, Air Jordans walking the streets
Blackberry boss -- one call, ya put to sleep
[Hook]
I'm rolling the dice, four, five, six
Young nigga, nineteen, forty five bricks
Praying on you niggas, sinners full of hate
God forgives and I don't, only hustlers relate
[Outro]
The Lord is my light and my salvation
But I see none of you fuck niggas
Fuck what you heard, nigga
I need to feel it
I need to smell it
I need to see it
VIDEO: FAT JOE FT CHI ALI - GAMES & THINGS
real nigga salute the master piece hangin out of the coop
fresh out the greens now you back in the boof
f*ckin with the teen, now we clappin the jew oh
I rap that ex to the death of me
especially me destiny was felonies and melodies and never be
so I switch the plan, ten bars stand switchin lane
chick cameras good pitchin man,
Celine back at the hill got a red bottle
he was blowing money fast to the feds got em,
s*ck a dick, f*ck a bitch, we the..what?
give it to you wrong, never with the cut,
one time for the homie G I lead,
and I never thought I'll see the dead and set em free
man I never thought I'll see the dead and name the street
..right on a 160 first street.
Hook:
Runnin out of time, chasin dollars signs and stay alive and
but it's hard to fight in this world of love,
I know that you with me, I know that you miss me,
don't ever forget me, Lord forgive me.
Baby, baby
Money and freedom that's a real nice cumble,
this drop 2 50 on this duplex condo
another 50 racks on the presidential wrist watch
and bumping Lupe 'cause I love hip hop,
perolies and pimples, pistols and pasta
you know who shot you, and there ain't big papa,
my nigga starve while you got fat,
and now we're pushin for a cause and they all mad
and this is for remi ma, smile for me, middle finger all you see
all the style on me, he suffering from post prison syndrome,
and pushing six finger whips in a month
as all I've been home and I'm about to cash in,
these other niggas cashin out,
they talk grizzy see the..and they passin out,
and I ain't doing sippy off,
in front on me, you'll be deal away
you part time I'm a G all day.
2 x Hook:
Runnin out of time, chasin dollars signs and stay alive and
but it's hard to fight in this world of love,
I know that you with me, I know that you miss me,
don't ever forget me, Lord forgive me.
Baby, baby
VIDEO: ACE HOOD - FUC* DA WORLD
[Intro]
Dear heavenly father
I come to you today
To remove all these evil spirits
Keep us out of harm’s way
Never allow us to die broke
[Verse 1]
I pray for them children who woke up this morning and lost they life
How dare the government passin’ these laws to remove the Christ
As soon as a tragedy happen the person you call is God
Now people obeyin’ and prayin’, they prayin’ I’m sayin’ it’s odd
Fuck the world – the government too
I’m keepin’ it real, them killers are stealin’ political suits
And I hate it, it’s people, it’s nothin’ my brother or sister could do
But sit back and pray as we watchin’ the news and we take the abuse
What train of thought is tellin’ you shoot up a movie theatre?
What kind of fool gon’ walk in a school and off them angels?
It could me my moms, my brother or sister, a friend that I knew
The funny thing is, it could’ve been me, it could’ve been you
I’m tired of people complainin’ about the little shit
When I just lost my grandmother to that cancer bitch
You woke up this morning – why the fuck is you mad?
You broke as a joke – get up off your ass
I hustle like niggas is broke even though I be countin’ the cash
I gotta get it – like I’m down to my last
Put that on my mama, don’t wanna go through them tears again
‘Cause when you are broke, it’s nobody there, including your friends
Lord knows… the realest shit I ever wrote
But through all the bullshit I throw up a sign of hope…
But through all the bullshit I throw up a sign of hope
[Hook]
Fuck the world – the government too
I’m keepin’ it real, them killers are stealin’ political suits
And I hate it, it’s people, it’s nothin’ my brother or sister could do
You can hate it or love it, but youngin’ I’m simply speakin’ the truth
[Verse 2]
I woke up this morning and I got the news that my homie was shot
Out on the block and in front of his daughter, believe it or not
Good people are sayin’ and prayin’ for innocent murders to stop
We livin’ in Hell and it’s easy to tell some people are sharks
Who are you people to judge me ‘cause of the way that I live?
The weight of that crime, the things that I did, the person I am
Everyone got opinions but niggas as broke as a joke
I went to them schools and spoke to the children that need it the most
I gave away toys, I gave ‘em a speech, delivered ‘em hope
It’s a blessing to become a blessing, my mama would set it in stone
Fuck these niggas hatin’ on me
Hate is such a week emotion
And money is the root of evil
But that’s that shit that keeps me focused
Sometimes I still can’t believe I’m a father
No pain can describe on how to reside with losin’ a daughter
Fuck this world – the ignorance too
They want me to fall, but still I continue to lace up and shoot
Society’s being misleaded, I’m simply giving you proof
Them people is sellin’ these lies, I’m simply speakin’ the truth
Lord knows… the realest shit I ever wrote
But through all the bullshit I throw up a sign of hope…
But through all the bullshit I throw up a sign of hope
[Hook]
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