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"GO GO GOIN BACK TO TANGIER WITH SOME JORDANS AND A SPEAR," always makes me smile. I think of MC Ride walking through Naked Lunch, leading the Liberian Tupac Army through the interzone, gangsta as gently caress.
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RYYSZLA posted:I hadn't heard of Death Grips til a few weeks ago when I was on a bog standard youtube crawl, I just happened to be in the Black Metal / Crust Punk / Grindcore end of youtube, and was amazed that some "rap" was coming up in the related videos. long story short I listened to The Money Store (still got Get Got in my head) and decided this is more to rap what death metal is to regular metal. It's, dark, it's heavy, and it doesn't give a gently caress. Speaking as a closed-minded metalhead, if all rap was like this, and I wasn't so ignorant about what the rest of the genre sounds like, I would be totally into this all this poo poo, not just Death Grips. There anything similar to this I can get a reccomendation for? It's not hip hop per say, but you should listen to Atari Teenage Riot.
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Kick rear end record. Straight up there with The Money Store in how blown away I am after listening to it.
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Tyler's just not the same thing. I'd recommend Atari Teenage Riot, Dalek, and Skinny Puppy to fans of Death Grips.
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Forceholy posted:Early Industrial Skinny Puppy, or Midlife Crisis EDM Skinny Puppy? Death Grips is it's own thing, but... The song Scrapyard came to mind. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KgOcFnGaK4g This also reads a lot like Ogre wrote it, though I prefer Ride by a big margin but on first listen Skinny Puppy was the first like probable influence I heard when these guys came out. Trips to where, few have been Out of thin air, upon high winds Rites begin when the sun descends Have felt what few will ever know Have seen the truth beneath the glow, Of the ebb and flow, where roots of all mysteries grow I am below, so far below The bottom line Transmitting live, transmissions rise From the depths out of controlled by Suspended glance of an unblinking eyes Imminent gaze cast 'pon the path that winds 'Pon the path I find, and claim as mine To ride the waves, of unrest Made to make me shine as a testament To why the ways of the blind will never get poo poo but shanked by my disrespect Dismiss this life, worship death Cold blood night of serpent's breath Exhaled like spells from the endlessness In the bottomless wells of emptiness Channeled to invoke what we represent God Of Paradise fucked around with this message at 11:36 on Sep 8, 2016 |
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