HVNLP13
Live at The Social
mixed by The Chemical Brothers


This track is taken from The Chemical Brothers' 'Live at The Social' mix. Compiled as a taster and souvenir of the legendary Heavenly Social nights...


Excerpt from the Sleeve notes by Robin Turner-
“It was probably a stupid idea, the kind that, if you sat down and thought about it, you’d have laughed about, scrapped and moved on to the next one.
It went like this – get a back room in a dirty old boozer on a Sunday night. Get a pair of DJs who were more renowned for their party rockin’ than their fluid mixing. Get guests , anyone and everyone from pop stars to shit hot DJs and get them to play their favourite records. The only rule – our guys go on last. Build up your own anthems, find new heroes, find your own stimulants. You think you’ll get maybe 70 people, but after 13 weeks when you call it a day, you’re turning away 700. Somebody said ‘blow the whole joint up’. We did.
The Social first rocked the tiny basement of The Albany on Sunday August 6th 1994. In the months since then, it’s shifted venue a few times. Months or years down the line, all you have left as a souvenir of a life affirming night out is a crumpled flyer. With these albums, we’re trying to bring a little slice on the Social into your home."

www.thesocial.com
www.heavenlyrecordings.com


Eric B and Rakim - Juice (Know The Ledge)

Single de 1993 du collectif Flavor Unit MC's featuring featuring Treach (Naughty By Nature), Chip Fu (Fu Schnikens), Freddie Foxxx, Queen Latifah, Heavy D, Nikki D, D-Nice, Dres (Black Sheep)...
Le titre est produit par D-Nice (BDP) sur un sample de Brother Jack McDuff
1993 collective single from Flavor Unit MC's featuring Treach (Naughty By Nature), Chip Fu (Fu Schnikens), Freddie Foxxx,,Queen Latifah, Heavy D, Nikki D, D-Nice, Dres (Black Sheep)...
http://www.amazon.com/Roll-Wit-Flava-Various-Artists/dp/B000008K6I/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1310896484&amp;sr=8-3
The track is produced by D-Nice (BDP) with a Brother Jack McDuff Sample.


Flavor Unit MC's - Roll With Tha Flava (Extended)

Old School Playlist to embed on my webpage

Big Daddy Kane - Wrath of Kane

UMC's - One To Grow On

https://djcmanmusic.bandcamp.com/track/dont-sweat-the-technique-cman-edit-2023-remaster-by-d-cow

Bboy bgirl anthem. DJ Friendly intro created for this hip hop banger by eric b and rakim! Free download or support on bandcamp.

https://djcmanmusic.bandcamp.com/album/cman-edits-vol-03

new 2023 remaster:
https://soundcloud.com/djcmanmusic/eric-b-rakim-dont-sweat-the-technique-cman-edit-dcow-2022-remaster

www.djcman.com

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Eric B & Rakim - Don't Sweat The Technique (Breaks CMAN Edit) | Free Downloads Back!💥

Black Sheep - The choice is yours (1991)

A Tribe Called Quest - Verses from the Abstract (1991)

A Tribe Called Quest - Check the Rhime (1991) (Original Mix)

Song Writing Credits: Rakim (1991)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Y1Emb7Jyks
Let's trace the hits and check the file
Let see who bit to detect the style
I flip the script so they can't get foul
At least not now, it'll take a while
I change the pace to complete the beat
I drop the bass to MC's get weak
For every word they trace it's a scar they keep
Cause when I speak, they freak to sweat the technique
I made my debut in '86
With a melody and a President's mix
And now I stay on target and refuse to miss
And I still make hits with beats
Parties, clubs, in the cars and jeeps
My underground sound vibrates the streets
MC's wanna beef then I play for keeps
When they sweat the technique

[Hook]
Don't sweat the Technique

They wanna know how many rhymes have I ripped and wrecked
But researchers never found all the pieces yet
Scientists try to solve the context
Philosophers are wondering what's next
Pieces are took to labs to observe them
They couldn't absorb them, they didn't deserve them
My ideas are only for the audience's ears
For my opponents, it might take years
Pencils and pens are swords
Letters put together from a key to chords
I'm also a sculpture, formed with structure
Because of my culture, I'm equipped to construct the
Technical styles that'll be full of technology
Complete sights and new heights after I get deep
You don't have to speak just seek
And peep the technique

I speak indiscreet cause talk is cheap
Then I get deep in the beat then complete the
Poem's physique, never weak or obsolete
They never grow old, techniques become antiques
Better then something brand new cause it's real
And in a while the style’ll have much more value
Classical, too intelligent to be radical
Masterful, never irrelevant, mathematical
Here's some soothing souvenirs for all the years
You fought and sought, the thoughts and ideas
It's cool when you freak to the beat
But don't sweat the technique

Eric B & Rakim | Don't Sweat the Technique (1992) LP Mix

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q6TLWqn82J4
[Phife Dawg:]
Ayo Bo knows this and Bo knows that
But Bo don't know jack, 'cause Bo can't rap
Well what do you know, the Di-Dawg, is first up to bat
No batteries included, and no strings attached
No holds barred, no time for move faking
Gots to get the loot so I can bring home the bacon
Brothas front, they say the Tribe can't flow
But we've been known to do the impossible like Broadway Joe so

Sleep if you want NyQuil will help you get your Zs troop
But here's the real scoop
I'm all that and then some, short dark and handsome
Bust a nut inside your eye, to show you where I come from

I'm vexed, fuming, I've had it up to here
My days of paying dues are over, acknowledge me as in there
Head for the border, go get a taco
Watch me wreck it from the jump street, meaning from the get-go
Sit back relax and let yourself go
Don't sweat what you heard, but act like you know

Charlie Brown
Yes yes y'all  
Who got the vibe it's the Tribe y'all 
Real live y'all 
Inside outside come around
(who's that?) Brown
So may I say, call me Charlie
The word is the herb and I'm deep like Bob Marley
Lay back on the payback, evolve rotate the gates contact
Can I get a hit? 
Boom bip with a brother named Tip
And we're ready to flip
East coast stomping, ripping and romping
New York, North Cak-a-laka, and Compton
Checka-checka-check it out!
The loops for the troops, more bounce to the ounce
And wow how now wow how now Brown cow
We're ill 'til the skill gets down
For the flex, next, it's the textbook old to the new
But the rest are doo-doo
From radio to the video to Arsenio
Tell me! Yo, what's the scenario

(Dinco D)
(True blue!) Scooby Doo, whoopie doo
Scenarios, radios, rates more than four
Scores for the s'mores that smother dance floors
Now I go for mine, shades of sea shore
Ship-shape, crushed grapes, apes that play tapes
Papes make drakes baked for the wakes
Of an L-AH, an E-ADER, simply just a leader
Base in the space means peace, see ya later
Later? (Later!) Later alligator
Pop blows the weasel and the herb's the inflater
So yo the D what the O, incorporated I-N-C into a flow
Funk flipped flat back first this foul fight fight fight
Laugh yo how's that sound (oh!)

[Q-Tip, Busta Rhymes:]
It's a Leader-Quest mission and we got the goods here (here!)
Never on the left 'cause my right's my good ear (ear!)
I could give a damn about a ill subliminal
Stay away from crime so I ain't no criminal
I love my young nation, groovy sensation
No time for hibernation, only elation
Don't ever try to test the water, little kid
Yo Mr. Busta Rhymes, tell him what I did

I heard you rushed and rushed, and attacked
Then they rebuked and you had to smack
Causing rambunction, throughout the sphere
Raise the levels of the boom inside the ear

You know I did it
So don't violate or you get violated
The hip-hop sound is well agitated
Won't ever waste no time on the played-out ego
So here's Busta Rhymes with the, Scenario

[Busta Rhymes:]
Watch, as I combine all the juice from the mind
Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind
Powerful impact boom! from the cannon
Not bragging, tryna read my mind just imagine
Vo-cab-u-lary's necessary
When digging into my library
Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!
Eating Ital Stew like the one Peter Tosh-a
Uh, uh uh, all over the track man
Uh, pardon me, uh, as I come back
As I did it yo I had to beg your pardon
When I travel through the town I roll with the squadron
Rawr! Rawr! Like a dungeon dragon
Change your little drawers 'cause your pants are sagging
Try to step to this, I will, twist you in a turban
And had you smelling ripe, like some old stale urine
Chickity-choco, the chocolate chicken
The rear cock diesel, butt cheeks they were kicking
Yo, busting out before the Busta bust another rhyme
The rhythm is in sync (uh!) the rhymes are on time (time!)
Rippin' up the sound just like Horatio
Observe the vibe and check out the scenario!
Yeah, my man motherfucker!

Eric B & Rakim | Don't Sweat the Technique (1992) LP Mix

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