Acapella : Big L & Kid Capri - Put it On (1995)
Music : Exdvayne
Artwork : Swann Jacquet

LYRICS :

I got the wild style, always been a foul child, 
My guns go boom boom and yo’ guns go paw paw
 I’m known to have a hottie open, I keep the shottie smokin’
Front and get half the bones in your body broken,

And when it comes to gettin nookie I’m not a rookie
I got girls that make that chick Toni Braxton look like Whoopie
I run with sturdy clicks I’m never hittin’ dirty chicks
got thirty-five bodies buddy don’t make it thirty-six,
step to this you’re good as gone, word is bond,
I leave mics torn when I put it on


So put it on, Big L, put it on,
C’mon put it on and on, and on
C’mon put it on Big L, put it on,
C’mon put it on represent, put it on C’MON! 


Nobody can take nuttin’ from Big L but as loss chief
The last punk who fronted got a mouth full of false teeth
I’m known to gas a hottie and blast the shottie
Got more cash than Gotti (you don’t know?) you betta ask sumbody

Big L is a crazy brother, and I’m a lady lover,
A smooth kid that’ll run up in your baby mother
I push a slick Benz, I’m known to hit skinz
And get endz and commit sins with sick friends
cause I’m a money getter also a honey hitter
you think you nice as me? haha youse a funny nigga

I flows, so one of my shows, woudn’t be clever to miss
I’m leavin competitors pissed
to tell you the truth, it gets no better than this
I’m catchin wreck to the break of dawn


Yeah so put it on, Big L, put it on
C’mon put it on big fella put it on and on
Put it on big L put it on represent
Put it on, c’mon put it on, come on!


I drink Moet I stay dressed in slick gear
peace to my homies in the gangsta lean, I see you when I get there
and it’s a fact I keep a gat in my arm reach
I charm freaks and bomb geeks from here to Palm Beach

I’m puttin rappers in the wheelchair, Big L is the villain
You still fear, cause I be hangin in Harlem this shit is for real here

If you battle L you picked the wrong head
I smash mics like cornbread, you can’t kill me I was born dead
(the children of the corn)

I’m puttin rappers in the wheelchair, Big L is the villain
You still fear, cause I be hangin in Harlem this shit is for real here
and I’m known to pull steel trigs ans kill pigs
I run with Ill kids and real nigs who peel wigs
my rap’s steady slammin, I keep a heavy cannon
It’s a new sheriff in town, and it ain’t Reggie Hammond
peace to py people, the children of the corn
cause we put it on, adios, ghost, I’m gone


So put it on, Big L, put it on,
C’mon put it on and on, and on
C’mon put it on Big L, put it on,
C’mon put it on represent, put it on C’MON! 


Put it on, yoknahwat Im sayin'? 
my man big L, runnin things for the nine-four
and nine-oh-S, you know what I mean?
it’s the Kid Capri, its full flair
and we gon’put it on a little something like this 
big L, c’mon

Lord Finesse (he be puttin it on)
My man Buckwild (he be puttin it on and on)
Showbiz and A. G. (yeah they be puttin it on and on)
I can’t forget Diamond D (he be puttin it on)
The whole N.Y.C (yeah we be puttin it on and on)
and I’m out!

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Big L & Kid Capri - Put it On (Exdvayne Neurofunk Edit - 2025)

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Shattered Reality

the worlds gone crazy™️ and 85% of shit has changed since 1992.

but this hasn’t, not really. this is what i do, and have been doing every night since i was 17.

i find records i love, i fly to a city. i take a nap. i play the records for people. they dance. i get paid i go home.

sometimes i actually think there might be something wrong with me to STILL be doing this. am i stupid?

HOW…. how could you STILL be playing records for people at 5am. shouldn’t you have developed an APP? A line of Wellness Products? surely you should have “sold your company” by now? WRITE A DECK? raise capital!!!! Get bored.
but then i play a set like this (link above) and remember that this is, in fact, as good as it gets, that the core idea i had as a 16year old was actually the BEST idea: to live a life surrounded and protected by MUSIC. armed with your favourite songs, the ones that keep you young and confidant, the ones you want to share with friends.

so that is DJing for me. simple. not particularly revolutionary… except for the fact that to be excited and happy seems revolutionary these days.

also: i’ve played about 4500 parties. and most are like 6 or 7 on tens….. sometimes an 8.

THIS WAS A 10. And the 10s never get recorded. there are lots of exclusives and THREE of my new tracks. and its been recorded WITH all the crowd noise…. trust me its a good one.

if you only listen to one of my 4 hour sets this year…. make it this one.



love from montreal via Offenbach/RJ (one of the best clubs on earth)

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Tiga 4hr live from Robert Johnson with full crowd audio. Nov 2024

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Soul Chemical returns with a vicious new offering: "Skin Peeler" — a razor-edged Neurofunk weapon engineered for chaos. This track dives deep into the experimental fringes of drum and bass, where thunderous sub bass rumbles beneath serrated, squealing basslines that twist like metal under pressure. The drums hit like a wrecking ball, relentless and mechanical, driving the track forward with brutal intensity. Sound design takes center stage here — unpredictable, raw, and deliberately abrasive — making "Skin Peeler" less a song and more a sonic assault. Not for the faint of heart, this is DnB at its most volatile and visceral.

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Bad Out Here

This is a 30-years-after tribute to one of the greatest rappers earth has shortly known before he vanished to another realm of existence, a huge neurofunk / rap BANGER delivered by our own mad creator Exdvayne.

This is his 1st official and real Drum & Bass production, opening a new creative era that promises a lot for bass music and experimental drum and bass lovers!

released June 6, 2025
Music : Exdvayne
Artwork : Swann Jacquet

LYRICS :

PUT IT ON
(Big L & Kid Capri - 1995)

I got the wild style, always been a foul child,
My guns go boom boom and yo’ guns go paw paw
I’m known to have a hottie open, I keep the shottie smokin’
Front and get half the bones in your body broken,

And when it comes to gettin nookie I’m not a rookie
I got girls that make that chick Toni Braxton look like Whoopie
I run with sturdy clicks I’m never hittin’ dirty chicks
got thirty-five bodies buddy don’t make it thirty-six,
step to this you’re good as gone, word is bond,
I leave mics torn when I put it on


So put it on, Big L, put it on,
C’mon put it on and on, and on
C’mon put it on Big L, put it on,
C’mon put it on represent, put it on C’MON!


Nobody can take nuttin’ from Big L but as loss chief
The last punk who fronted got a mouth full of false teeth
I’m known to gas a hottie and blast the shottie
Got more cash than Gotti (you don’t know?) you betta ask sumbody

Big L is a crazy brother, and I’m a lady lover,
A smooth kid that’ll run up in your baby mother
I push a slick Benz, I’m known to hit skinz
And get endz and commit sins with sick friends
cause I’m a money getter also a honey hitter
you think you nice as me? haha youse a funny nigga

I flows, so one of my shows, woudn’t be clever to miss
I’m leavin competitors pissed
to tell you the truth, it gets no better than this
I’m catchin wreck to the break of dawn


Yeah so put it on, Big L, put it on
C’mon put it on big fella put it on and on
Put it on big L put it on represent
Put it on, c’mon put it on, come on!


I drink Moet I stay dressed in slick gear
peace to my homies in the gangsta lean, I see you when I get there
and it’s a fact I keep a gat in my arm reach
I charm freaks and bomb geeks from here to Palm Beach

I’m puttin rappers in the wheelchair, Big L is the villain
You still fear, cause I be hangin in Harlem this shit is for real here

If you battle L you picked the wrong head
I smash mics like cornbread, you can’t kill me I was born dead
(the children of the corn)

I’m puttin rappers in the wheelchair, Big L is the villain
You still fear, cause I be hangin in Harlem this shit is for real here
and I’m known to pull steel trigs ans kill pigs
I run with Ill kids and real nigs who peel wigs
my rap’s steady slammin, I keep a heavy cannon
It’s a new sheriff in town, and it ain’t Reggie Hammond
peace to py people, the children of the corn
cause we put it on, adios, ghost, I’m gone


So put it on, Big L, put it on,
C’mon put it on and on, and on
C’mon put it on Big L, put it on,
C’mon put it on represent, put it on C’MON!


Put it on, yoknahwat Im sayin'?
my man big L, runnin things for the nine-four
and nine-oh-S, you know what I mean?
it’s the Kid Capri, its full flair
and we gon’put it on a little something like this
big L, c’mon

Lord Finesse (he be puttin it on)
My man Buckwild (he be puttin it on and on)
Showbiz and A. G. (yeah they be puttin it on and on)
I can’t forget Diamond D (he be puttin it on)
The whole N.Y.C (yeah we be puttin it on and on)
and I’m out


Big L & Kid Capri - Put it On (Exdvayne Neurofunk Edit)

Track four, "Integration," opens with moody pads and a haunting melodic key, luring the listener into a deep, suspenseful atmosphere. The tension breaks with a crushing half-time drop - massive bass hits, snarling reese lines, and fast, intricate percussion laced into the groove. Just when you think you've found your footing, the second drop flips the switch, launching into a full-speed 2-step beat that hits with raw intensity. Dark, deep, and unmistakably Typecell, “Integration” bridges experimental halftime weight with classic neurofunk energy, making it one of the EP’s most dynamic and defining moments.

Integration

"Let It Blow" opens with brooding pads and jazzy, shuffled drums that set a smoky, suspenseful tone. The calm is quickly shattered as the track drops into a neuro-inspired roller, driven by snarling reese bass, sharp horn stabs, and thunderous, precision-engineered drums. Dark, cinematic, and full of energy, this is a powerful debut statement from Alias - designed to shake the system and light up the dancefloor.

Let It Blow

Music is my bloth,
and I am bleeding to death.

Big L & Kid Capri - Put it On (Exdvayne Neurofunk Edit - 2025)

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