first heard this song while watching mike tyson walkin to the ring with this playin badass

Let's ready to rumble!  Classic Redman & hip hop! 

A personal time capsule of sorts.  All the stuff attached to this playlist in one way or another conjures fond memories of youth well spent as a misfit juvenile delinquent troublemaker.

Flashbacks of Juvenile Delinquency!

Pass the hand grenade
It's gonna blow 'cause I took out the pin
Detach the detonator, data send
Programmed wit protons, equipped wit predicates
Electrons and elements just fit
Your pronoun hits the ground and that's that
Hit the floor like a meteor so get back
Commas, punctuation marks separate, it sparks
Follow the course in to avoid getting sharked
More volts than a lightning bolt: handle with care!
I'm far from fragile, warfare won't tear
I'm armed and dangerous, trained for combat
Let off rounds and they won't respond back
Explosions I made to invade your parade-
your weak beats decay 'till they can't get played!
Wrong elements in the mic, they get sprayed
Pass the hand grenade

After the stage gets warm, I heat it up
The crowd gets charged, I speed it up
They couldn't get warm, gimme a cut
The rhyme gets good, so eat it up
Food for thought until your thoughts is sore,
Fill up a colosseum, I can serve them all
Bake another plate, and cook it far from raw
And if your overweight, then here's some more....
'Cause every dish I make tastes great and
Plus filling, If I sold a third of my rhymes, I make a killing,
Get the salt and pepper from the maid
Get the blood off the blade, pass the hand grenade

If you try this, your response is tonsilitis,
I'm leaving authors and writers with authorwritis;
You got the slightest ideas, I got the brightest
Here's the lightest, so clear, it's out of sight, it's
Darkness, from the darkness, came the light
The night is the time for Ra to recite it.
Educated, but complicated style
For all the biters, I'm shutting rappers up like Midas
I got the force of a Turbo Porsche
You get lost in the sauce and then thrown off course
You can't destroy the decoys so detour!
No sense of direction, so what'cha speed for?
You would've of never made it, how many styles have I created?
So many rhymes I bust, ya frustrated,
Then the mic will self destruct, you'll get sprayed!
Pass the hand grenade!

Eric B & Rakim | Pass The Hand Grenade (1992)

From the EPMD Rampage VLS, as ripped by CRDS for The Remix Files compilation. http://www.longislandrap.com/2014/06/epmd-remix-files.html

EPMD - I'm Mad (DJ Scratch Jazz Mix)

Heavy Metal Mixtape 1

EPMD - Head Banger (Remix Radio Edit)

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)

Raaaaa! Thrash hands at the ready! Pixl is bringin the moshpit on this one!

Check out his rave shiz here: https://soundcloud.com/pixl23

TRACKLIST:

Motorhead – Motorhead
Venom – Black Metal
Megadeth – Mechanix
Slayer – Captor of Sin
Exodus – The Toxic Waltz
Suicidal Tendencies – Institutionalised
Anthrax – Caught In A Mosh
Pantera – Domination
Death – Pull The Plug
Morbid Angel – Immortal Rites

Pixl - Thrash Death N Punk - Jigsore Now This Aint Rave Music Pt. 11

Eric B & Rakim - Don't Sweat the Technique (1992)

Black Sheep - The choice is yours (1991)

Oldschool punky biz from Klitorix!

"A few tracks which influenced me a lot before listening and making some electronic music..."

Tracklist:

01-Public Image - Public Image
02-Basement 5 - Riot
03-Siouxsie and the Banshees - Hong Kong Garden
04-The Stranglers - No More Heroes
05-Killing Joke - The Wait
06-The Misfits - Hybrid Moments
07-Black Flag - Wasted
08-Wire - It's so obvious
09-Circle Jerks - Back against the wall
10-MC5 - Looking at you
11-The Cramps - Sunglasses after dark
12-Crass - So What
13-Uk Subs - Brand New Age
14-The Germs - We must bleed
15-The Clash - Police and thieves
16-The Slits - Typical Girls
17-Dead Kennedys - Moon Over Marin
18-The Velvet Underground - Venus In Furs

Klitorix - The Punky Klito Mixtape (Jigsore Now This Aint Rave Music Pt.14

Redman - Time 4 Sum Aksion (1992)

The Notorious B.I.G. - Unbelievable (1994)

It doesn't take long for the nightmarish news
To sweep the world like a shockwave
The mighty Man of Steel, once the superchampion, admired by billions
Has proclaimed himself a wildman
Afraid of going on an uncontrollable rampage at any moment

Kool Keith

Ayo stupid, you thought I was over
Living like Oscar, Big Bird and Grover
I'm the X the man the first challenger
I keep rhymes in place like Bob Gallagher
Fittin, and in the chair I'm sittin
Rappers know I'm Kool, rappers know I'm Keith
Like Charlie Brown, good grief
I see rappers I know they turned African
I just pedal my bike, then I laugh again
I pull the girls with thread and one string
They say I'm steppin to them for one thing
But I don't think so, you think so, really?
Tapes is wack and new MC's sound silly
I hate to criticize, I have a problem
In this school wack rappers I'll solve them
They wanna be like Ultra on the jizz-ock
Try to act like they not but on the cizz-ock
Suckin, takin, aw-ll be slurpin
Comical bums your wack jams ain't workin
You ain't got the style to rock no man
You get a pound from me, but with no hand
Diss em!, I'm not the one Miss Ferguson
Cold stupid as hell like George Jefferson
Yeah, you dummies better be careful
I pick up rappers and throw away a handful
Yes... I'm Pluckin everyone's card 

[steppin to the man]
(repeat 3X)

Twinkle twinkle twinkle little star
Behind those glasses I know who you are
You Racer X, here's rubber speed
You dissin James? He's chicken feed
He can't rap or clap or make a feet tap
How bout Monie and Nikki? they both bullcrap
I see light in my lamp, but not on the mic
How could I diss myself in front of Dolemite
You wanna preach and teach and be a rebel
Then underline disguise and be the devil
Call yourself God, can you make it rain?
Can you tell me how or what I'm thinkin in my brain?
I'm not the bighead kid who wanna show off
I just pick up the mic and then I blow off
Dirt, crumbs, any type of feather
You ain't genuine, toyin real leather
Pleather, coming out in the weather
You rap on R&B tracks and whatever
Hi Uncle Tom, go head entertain
Dance and get sweaty, and let me use my brain
I think twice about the big bow tie
You wearin one? I wanna know why
I see fools all dressed in tuxedos
And at the Grammy's, a bag of Fritos
Dumb people wonder, dumb people think
Just to be large, do they have to wear a mink
Drive a Cadillac, drive a Benzo
A Rolls Royce with a funky Testarosso
I'd rather stay in New York and not Hollywood
Fool, I'm Pluckin everyone's card 

[steppin to the man]
(repeat 4x)

You takin off you're gold and for what?
Because you wanna be down and so what?
You buy your African beads from Koreans
Africans, you walkin by human beings
You don't know, you're so stupid
Take the books you read you're still stupid
Learn, see the rappers I burn
You're coming next, it's your turn
Let me sprinkle Salt, let me sprinkle Pepa
On doo-doo, and whatever
You wanna speak on the X, then let's go with this
I know I'm talented, good, and such a pro at this
Trade, skill, future my job
And at lunch I eat a rap shishkabob
You wanna spin with the real and make a big deal
Yes, you're in the showcase showdown
I hope you're ready to rock and come blow down
Huff, and puff, like the big bad wolf
I'm not the man concerned with that story
Look out, watch, you're Three Feet and Sinkin
The Tribe's are lost and everyone's breath stinkin
[Ahhh, to the crossroad] (X-Clan sample)
Look at one man carry many loads
I gotta move enlighten a sleepy world
Remember, I'm

Pluckin everyone's card [steppin to the man]
Pluckin everyone's card (yell at the top of my lungs) [steppin to the man]
(repeat 3X)

Hahahahaha, you can't even focus the energies of your own body
How can you hope to topple the God of War, against his will?

Pluckin everyone's card (yell at the top of my lungs)
(repeat 3X)

You're one of those peace loving folk singers
Errrrr, let her contend with this...

Ultramagnetic MC's - Pluckin Cards (1991) (Native Tounges, X-Clan, Salt N Pepa Diss)

Erick Sermon - Stay Real (1993)

Kool G. Rap & DJ Polo – Men At Work (Marley Marl Remix)

Cheap Rewards - xHxCx

Too bad he never made it to mayor of S-F.

Jello Biafra vs. Tipper Gore on “Oprah”

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