Skepta - Track 4

| Keith

How about a little grime to kick off your week? I’ve been listening to a lot of Skepta lately, mostly new stuff, but he’s got a lot of gold in his back catalog. Like whoah. He’s “Track 4” from his 2012 album, Blacklisted.

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Run The Jewels - Hey Kids (Bumaye)

| Keith
Say hello to the masters, on behalf of the classless masses
We showed up, ski masks, picks, and axes to murder asses
Lift up our glasses and watch your palaces burn to ashes
Fucking fascists, who the fuck are you to give fifty lashes?
All 'cause I'm motivated, stimulated, never smoking simulated happy and burning hashes
Killer, killer, dealing with him like he's a squealer
Get 'em, got 'em, shout 'em, and flipped the matress
Woo! I'm the man, bitch, got big ideas, got plans to rob
Any Rothschild living, Bill Gates, and the ghost of Jobs
Yeah I said it, I meant it, I ain't flinch'n, Marshawn Lynch'n it
Run through a motherfucker's face like ig'nant, isn't it
Domain eminent, we the pre-eminant
Villainous willingness, spitting this ready raw rap shit rhyme ridiculous
Enemy grave, he digging it, then we piss in it
Us go to hell, we been in it, getting it, yeah

New RTJ dropped on Christmas. It's dope and pretty much what you'd expect from them: fresh, deep, dark and creative beats, wicked production, complex rhymes and a lot of irreverent attitude. Oh and a Marshawn Lynch reference on today's Most Important. Go Seahawks!

RIYL: MF Doom, Deltron 3030, Earl Sweatshirt, Cannibal Ox, Madvillan

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Kamaiyah - How Does It Feel

| Keith
It was me, Joey B and Cocaine James on the O
Same clique, same friends, never change on my folks
You know hot boys here got them thangs for the low
Wise, pull up straight, swings, switchin' lanes on a hoe
All this money in the world, it's a shame to go broke
Everybody got dreams, some just aimin' too low
If fame is the goal, we can't get along
I aim to be paid, I aim to be great
Every day, all day, young and swangin' my braids
Aw shit, pop champagne 'til it break
Aw quit, ball all ways 'til we came
'Til the grave we'll be rich, we were made to be this
Black and praised with a gift, that just can't be dismissed
Aw shit, it's Kamaiyah
Aw shit, please retire
Hot girl set the city on fire

With Austin City Limits being in town the next couple weeks, you can bet Kerri and I are going to be showcasing some of our favorites, and some hot new shit we've stumbled upon. The festival starts tomorrow, so I'd figured we could warm up with a fresh find of mine.

Kamaiyah's "How Does It Feel" was originally released sometime last year, and is one of a bunch of old school (think 80's) party rap anthems from her full length 2016 debut A Good Night in The Ghetto. You'll love it if you're into awesome retro-synths and 808 beats with clever and fun rhymes flowing along the top like icing on a really funky cake. Love it. No really, that's an order.

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