这就是我这一个月得出的最重要的认识!

以前觉得自己还是只喜欢真刀真枪的玩意,一堆合成器啥的倒腾出来的嘭次啪次的东东才不可能有兴趣。现在才发现自己当初的浅薄啊~嘭次啪次又何尝不可以是真刀真枪呢?资浅伪非如我,也不得不感叹:hiphop原来也是很严肃的艺术啊……丁日丁!
恐怕以后我不会轻易说:“XX什么的,才不听呢”了……

这世界上没有烂风格,只有烂乐手。
虽然有的风格中烂乐手的比例比别的风格高许多许多许多倍……
道理可能跟人种一样吧~

la coka nostra果然是“消费者信得过品牌”(谁给起的专辑名,快引进吧)~顺着这跟藤摸下去的玩意儿都很动人哦~XD
最近好喜欢邪恶小胖slaine和看上去有点衰大哥sabac。小胖样子很可爱,大哥声音很好听……OTL

然后呢,小胖和大哥合作了一首歌,把我听到内牛满面了……OTL
Death & Destiny  MP3地址
piln.net/music/Foreign/La_Coka_nostra/The_LCN_Familia_Vol._2(2009)/11-la_coka_nostra-death_and_destiny-gts.mp3

人生无常。一方面觉得很有可能活够时日,所以还是有必要花些精力在想要做的事情上;另一方面又觉得意外发生也不奇怪,于是便不那么驱赶着自己了(靠,你驱赶过么?)。
如果能够让自己感觉好些,即使浪费些时间也没关系吧。对一切都太严肃的话,失去时该怎么面对呢?
依然没有准备好失去一切,但是当那些到来时,让自己少一些遗憾吧。

我们都在跟时间赛跑,有的人跑得慢些……

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 Death & Destiny

[Intro: Sabac]

Life and death, people come and go, it’s part of our destiny.

[Verse 1: Sabac]

You ever have someone you care about just leave your life?
Whether sudden or it’s coming and you can’t breathe right
The first time I was ten when I endured that pain
My friend’s dad was shot in front of my face, I saw brains
She was nine, she was crushed, she was mine, I had a crush
Then she moved out of state, her moms abandoned her
I knew this kid in middle school who refused to make friends
Cause his dad was military, they’d be moving again
It’s the passing of a grandparent, mom, or dad
Or a child, take advantage of the times we have
It’s divorce, it’s death, it’s the loss, regrets
But for every loss we find something more to connect
There’s a plan though we don’t always know what it is
Like my friend who got married but wifey couldn’t have kids
Then his mom passed away, we were stunned and torn
Nine months later their son was born

[Chorus: Sabac/Jordan Battiste]

This is our destiny, what is meant to be will be
It’s out of our hands, part of the plan
Respect time we have, enjoy the show
Because people come and go
And when they go they’re missed
Whether old or kids
It’s the memories we make, it’s that ownership
It’s the unknown fear, it’s the fear we know
When our people come and go

[Verse 2: Slaine]

We’re trapped in a race against time
I guess that some of us are running slower
You never know when the Grim Reaper might be coming over
A boy watch his older brother go become a soldier
Die overseas, now he barely sees his mother sober
His father left her, he don’t know if he should love or loathe her
He wishes pops would just show up with a dozen roses
Him and cousin Joseph jumping on the fucking sofas
Screaming out the window at the city while they’re chugging sodas
Laughing, not fully grasping or grappling with truth
Smoking grass, hanging on the corner tackling their youth
Absentee parents and violence is everywhere
Chaos and loss surround them but their eyes never tear
They share private stock, bitches, Hennessy, fistfights and enemies
They share the same pain, same blood, and same memories
They was everything that was clear but wasn’t said
Till he shows up at the crib and finds his cousin dead

[Chorus]