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Is Charlamagne from the Breakfast club the same Charlamagne that used to get shouted out in Dipset songs all the time?
 
^ I seriously doubt it. That Charlamagne produced some joints for Dipset. Beautiful Noise. :pimp:






One of TIP's most slept on songs.
 
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What type of genre is this music. Can anyone point me in the right direction for threads with this type of music

 
there are so many sub genres of edm couldnt tell you, but some of them ibiza summer/poolside mixes might be a starting place.
 
Dope interview. :smokin
G Rap also tells a story of Pun (RIP) and lists his Top 10 MCs (note: Biggie and Pac did not make the list).
 
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I'm Dying of Thirst

[Verse 1]
Tired of running, tired of hunting
My own kind but retiring nothing
Tires are steady screeching, the driver is rubbing
Hands on the wheel, who said we wasn't
Dying of thirst, dying of thirst, dying of thirst

[Verse 2]
Dope on the corner, look at the coroner
Daughter is dead, mother is mourning her
Strayed bullets, AK bullets
Resuscitation was waiting patiently but they couldn't
Bring her back, who got the footage?
Channel 9, cameras is looking
It's hard to channel your energy when you know you're crooked
Banana clip, split his banana pudding
I'm like Tre, that's Cuba Gooding
I know I'm good at dying of thirst, dying of thirst, dying of thirst

[Verse 3]
How many sins? I'm running out
How many sins? I lost count
Dreams of balling like Spalding
But only shotty bounce
The reaper calling, I'm cottonmouth
Money is power, yours is ours
Lay with a snitch, die with a coward
Hope we get rich, hope we can tower
Over the city with vanity with the music louder
The same song, a black flower
I'll show you how to dye your thirst, dye your thirst, dye your thirst

[Verse 4]
What are we doing? Who are we fooling?
Hell is hot, fire is proven
To burn for eternity, return of the student
That never learned how to live righteous but how to shoot it
Tired of running, choirs is humming
Tell us to visit, we lying 'bout coming
Now back to business, loading the guns in
Back of the Buick, your hood is feuding and the beef is bubbling
It's no discussion, hereditary
All of my cousins dying of thirst, dying of thirst, dying of thirst

[Verse 5]
Too many sins, I'm running out
Somebody send me a well for the drought
See, all I know, is taking notes
On taking this life for granted, granted, if he provoke
My best days, I stress days (Lord forgive me for all my sins for I not know...)
My best days, I stress days
Say "" the world," my sex slave
Money, " and greed; what's my next crave
Whatever it is, know it's my next grave
Tired of running, tired of running
Tired of tumbling, tired of running
Tired of tumbling
Back once my momma say
"See a pastor, give me a promise
What if today was the rapture, and you completely tarnished
The truth will set you free, so to me be completely honest
You dying of thirst, you dying of thirst
So hop in that water, and pray that it works.
 
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