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Hip-Hop

Hip Hop Classic

Hip Hop (1987)

Nymfo is next up to take a seat at the CIA banquet table. The Dutch master is a long-time extended member of the family so it is a pleasure to welcome him back to the fold once more, this time with his ‘Stone Cold EP’.
Known for coming with the icy roller, Nymfo is continually working and developing his range of production skills and able to turn his hand to any sound or style he wishes. And you can tell that the ‘Stone Cold EP’ has been directly crafted with CIA in mind.
The title track ‘Stone Cold’ sets the tone straight off, stepping it’s way into a 2021 fizzing and dropping rhythm that’s sure to set the stacks alight. ‘Headhunter’ strips proceedings even further back, channelling that inner truffle shuffle. ‘Bunny Hop’ makes you want to dance around the room doing armpit farts to it’s rezzy bass and ‘Dizzy’ starts off gently and subtly before building into another talking bassline weapon that would be great to sing at the record shop for the ultimate ‘I know how to make friends and influence people’ scenario we all dream of.
This is Nymfo on CIA, bringing that Stone Cold heat to ya ears.

Nymfo is next up to take a seat at the CIA banquet table. The Dutch master is a long-time extended member of the family so it is a pleasure to welcome him back to the fold once more, this time with his ‘Stone Cold EP’.
Known for coming with the icy roller, Nymfo is continually working and developing his range of production skills and able to turn his hand to any sound or style he wishes. And you can tell that the ‘Stone Cold EP’ has been directly crafted with CIA in mind.
The title track ‘Stone Cold’ sets the tone straight off, stepping it’s way into a 2021 fizzing and dropping rhythm that’s sure to set the stacks alight. ‘Headhunter’ strips proceedings even further back, channelling that inner truffle shuffle. ‘Bunny Hop’ makes you want to dance around the room doing armpit farts to it’s rezzy bass and ‘Dizzy’ starts off gently and subtly before building into another talking bassline weapon that would be great to sing at the record shop for the ultimate ‘I know how to make friends and influence people’ scenario we all dream of.
This is Nymfo on CIA, bringing that Stone Cold heat to ya

Stone Cold EP

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A Tribe Called Quest - Oh My God - UK Flavour Radio Remix

This is a DJ TLM special mix (the audio version). It's a mix dedicated to 1 artist, group or producer. This is part 2...

Gang Starr (GURU r.i.p.)

01 – Alongwaytogo 
02 – Full Clip 
03 – B.Y.S. 
04 – The ? Remains 
05 – Step In The Arena 
06 – Mass Appeal 
07 – Check The Technique 
08 – I’m The Man 
09 – Gotta Get Over 
10 – 2 Deep 
11 – Take Two & Pass 
12 – Mostly The Voice 
13 – F.A.L.A. 
14 – Dwyck 
15 – Words I Manifest (rmx) 
16 – Now You’re Mine 
17 – Code Of The Streets 
18 – The Ownerz 
19 – Skillz 
20 – Take It Personal 
21 – Jazz Thing 
22 – Who’s Gonna Take The Weight 
23 – Ex Girl To Next Girl 
24 – Moment Of Truth 
25 – Just to Get a Rep

DJ TLM - Gang Starr Special (GURU R.I.P.)

Audio Two - Top Billin (1987) (remastered)

Black Moon (feat. Smif-N-Wessun) - Ack Like U Want It (1993)

EPMD - You're a Customer (1987)

Eric B & Rakim - My Melody (1987)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TGOMVuQdjz8
Who's spreadin all the rumors, who's tellin all the lies?
Solo fell off? You must be drinkin St. Ide's
I'm back in effect on my second cassette
Check the untouched rep, scarin emcees like a bomb threat
Rumors and lies, at the same time try to destroy my name
Is this the price for fame?
If people got money, for rumors and talk
They'd have a lot of millionaires livin here in New York
Three number one hits, should kill the negative vibe
Solo's name and fame could never be denied
It's got me trapped in a corner and I wanna attack
I tried to hold it in before but now I can't hold it back!

(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
[K-Solo] I can't hold it back
(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
[K-Solo] I can't hold it back
(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
[K-Solo] I can't hold it back
(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
"K-S-O-L-O" "No longer a fugitive"

I wrote 'Spellbound', to put my face on the map
But rumors have it that another man laid in jail wrote
That's impossible, Kevin Madison will take a stand
If he wrote 'Spellbound', who the hell wrote 'Letterman'?
Mission to make the non-believers there become a witness
When I release the hit, "Tell your moms ta mind her bizness"
It went number two, not far from number one
While the fugitive ran, I came back, to get the job done
Now they wanna tell lies, and take credit from a great
Hard working Solo artist, but this'll set em straight
I came back for ninety-two on a Sam Sneed track
I tried to hold it all in, but now I can't hold it back!

(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
[K-Solo] I can't hold it back
(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
[K-Solo] I can't hold it back
(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
[K-Solo] I can't hold it back
(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
"K-S-O-L-O" "No longer a fugitive"

Verse Three: K-Solo

Cops would arrest me, before, but now I'm on a tour
So what they knockin at my mother's door for?
The cash made I received, the money I was worth
But Solo couldn't change, cause I was taught first
To remember who you are, and where you come from
It won't be hard for you to become, number one
I don't like crowds around me ever, only a true friend
Can become an enemy so I stay Solo forever
I like it that way, but I hate when people say
Put me down on a record, so I can get paid
If I bring crews and other emcees on stage
And help everybody else, I never stay paid
So I write rhymes for Solo, and help myself
So when I get there, I can give another brother help
Kevin Solo demonstration left others and that's that
I tried to hold it in before but now I can't hold it back!

(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
[K-Solo] I can't hold it back
(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
[K-Solo] I can't hold it back
(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
[K-Solo] I can't hold it back
(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
"K-S-O-L-O" "No longer a fugitive"

Now I got a new album, and a tape and a CD
And those who thought I fell off were really surprised to see
K-S-O-L-O throwin down and all the rumors
And the lies that they were spreadin couldn't keep me down!
Back out my face, keep my name out your mouth
This record got you cornered and there's no way out
Solo killed all the rumors cause I had to attack
I tried to hold it in before but now I can't hold it back!

K- Solo - I Cant Hold it Back (DMX Diss) (1992)

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo - I Declare War (1987)

Song Writing Credits: Rakim (1989)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ptr5O079kps&t=165s
Planet, Earth, was my place of birth
Born to be the soul controller, of the universe
Besides the part of the map, I hit first
Any environment I can adapt, when it gets worst
The rough gets goin, the goin gets rough
When I start flowin, the mic might bust
The next state'll shake, from the power I generate
People in Cali, used to think it was earthquakes
Cause times was hard, on the Boulevard
So I Bogart and never get scarred, A God
But it seems, like I'm locked in hell
Lookin over the edge, but the R never fell
Or tripped or slipped, cause my Nikes got grip
Stand on my own two feet, and come equipped
Any stage I'm seen on, or mic I fiend on
I stand alone, and need nothin' to lean on
Going for self, with a long way to go
So much to say, but I still flow slow
I come correct, and I won't look back
Cause it ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
Even the (ghetto)

I learn to relax in my room and escape from New York
And return through the womb of the world as a thought
Thinkin how hard it was to be born
Me bein cream with no physical form
Millions of cells with one destination
To reach the best part as life's creation
Nine months later, a job well done
Make way, cause here I come
Since I made it this far I can't stop now
There's a will and a way and I got the know-how
To be, all I can be and more
And see, all there is to see before
I'm called to go back to the essence
It's a lot to learn so I study my lessons
I thought the ghetto was the worst that could happen to me
I'm glad I listened when my father was rappin to me
Cause back in the days, they lived in caves
Exiled from the original man, and strayed away
Now that's what I call hard times
I'd rather be here to exercise the mind
Then I take a thought around the world twice
From knowledge to born back to knowledge precise
Across the desert, that's hot as the Arabian
But they couldn't cave me in, cause I'm the Asian
Reachin for the city of Mecca, visit Medina
Visions of Nefertiti, then I seen her
Mind keeps traveling, I'll be back after
I stop and think about the brothers and sisters in Africa
Return the thought through the eye of a needle
For miles I fought and I just brought the people
Under the dark skies, on a dark side
Not only there, but right here's an apartheid
So now is the time for us to react
Take a trip through the mind and when you get back
Understand your third eye seen all of that
It ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
Even the (ghetto)
Even the (ghetto)

No more props, I want property, in every borough
Nobody's stoppin me, because I'm thorough
Rhymes I make gimme real estate for me to own
Wherever I bless a microphone
007 is back and relaxin
On point and reactin, and ready for action
I'm so low key that you might not see me
Incognito, and takin it easy (ghetto)
Quiet as kept on a hush hush
In front of a crowd, I get loud as bumrush
But calm, keep it low pro and play the background
Hopin the whack rapper put the mic back down
So rip it, break it in half, go 'head and slam it
Cause when it's time to build I'm a mechanic
Of bondin and mendin, attachin and blendin
So many solos, there is no endin
People in my neighborhood, they know I'm good
From London to Hollywood, wherever I stood
Footprints remain on stage ever since
Sidewalks and streets, I leave fossils and dents
When I had sex, I left my name on necks
My trademark was left throughout the projects
I used to get rich when I played cee-lo
When I rolled 4, 5, 6, they go, "We know"
So I collect my cash then slide
I've got my back, my gun's on my side
It shouldn't have to be like that
I guess it ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
Even the (ghetto)
I'm from the (ghetto)
Worrrd up
Peace

Eric B & Rakim - In the Ghetto (1990) Album Mix

Once you step in the arena, cheater; you're gonna be a-
Mazed when you gaze at the armor on this leader
Fully clad and glad to fight a cause, I won't pause
Fear is a joke, slowpoke, I'm like claws
That'll rip 'cause your gift is merely flesh
Superficial and I wish you would give it a rest
But if you don't, I'll unsheath my Excalibur
Like a noble knight, so meet your challenger
A true hero, while you're a true zero
Gettin' beat to a pulp so that you can't run for help
I heard a gulp in your throat 'cause you hope that I'll be merciful
But coo-cluck, I made you strut as I rehearse a few
Battle drills, and watch your bladder spill
Yellow fluid, check how I mellowly do it
Face defeat to this beat, you can tell I'm into it
As I'm pullin' out my lance to kill you and advance to
The winner's throne; 'cause I own you once you step in the arena

In the arena... or rather coliseum
There's people gatherin' by multitudes to see one
Perpretrator fall to the dust after the other
Quickly disposed of at the hand of a known brother
Born with the art in his heart that is Spartacus
And one-to-one combat Jack, just a thought of this
Match-up makes Gang Starr wanna snatch up
One or two phrases from the new book with new pages
Of rhymes that are built like a chariot
Dope vocals carry it to the battle set
If a beat was a princess, I would marry it
But now I must bow to the crowd as I stand proud
Victorius, glorious, understand now
'Cause battles and wars and much fights I have been through
One MC got beheaded, and you can too
Forget it, 'cause you'd rather be just a spectator
An onlooker, afraid you may get slayed or
Struck by a blow from a mic gladiator
I betcha that later you might be sad that you played yourself
'Cause you stepped up, chest puffed out
And in just one lyric, you got snuffed out
'Cause rhymin' is serious, I'm strong, I'm like Hercules
You'll get hurt with these lines, close the curtains please
And suckers can jet 'cause I wreck once you step in the arena

[Scratches: DJ Premier]
Step inside my arena

In the arena or forum, weak MCs, I will floor 'em
Causin' mayhem, I'll slay them, and the blood'll be pourin'
Furthermore I implore that as a soldier of war
I go in only to win and be the holder of more
Trophies, titles, and triumphs 'cause I dump all the sly chumps
Never choosin' to lose my spot, not once
For the mere idea of an opponent that I'd fear
Is foolish utterly, I mean, what nut'd be
Tryin' to toy with a destroyer of many
You shitted your pants 'cause you can't think of any
Foe that could step to this concept so
You better sit again, citizen; weak MC's, I get rid of them
Watch the way they get distraught when they get caught
In the worst positions 'cause they didn't listen
And tried goin' up against a hungry killer who's itchin'
To maim and murder, those who claimed that they were the
Toughest ones, they get done once they step in the arena

Biz Markie Feat. TJ Swan | Nobody Beats The Biz (1987) Marley Marl Mix

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