Plugged Into The Bass Code

I’ve spent the last week or so brushing up on Ruby in the evenings, working late on projects.. With my Logitech G930’s and laptop, I’m grinding away at the code. If you’re a bass head I hope you enjoy these tunes.

https://soundcloud.com/flume-1/the-mixtape

https://soundcloud.com/kickraux/light-my-numbers-trap-2-0

ƱZ Feat PAZ – Shit I Ain’t Got!

UZ-in-the-studio

I really enjoy PAZ’s new “Shit I Ain’t Got” – very Anti-New Money. This song suddenly started bumping on my Soundcloud and I wasn’t sure who it was. When I noticed it was under “WhoIsPaz” I was like, “WHHAAT? It’s been a grip!”

I was hoping to get PAZ out to Round 1 Formula Drift Streets of Long Beach.

ƱZ Feat PAZ – Shit I Ain’t Got Lyrics

[Hook]
Panamera models, Maserati crib
Lamborghini ceilings in the building where we live
Aston Martin bitches, snitches on Houdini
Fuck it man cause I don’t even own a Lamborghini

[Verse 1]
I ain’t got a Murci, I ain’t got a car
I don’t fuck with thousand dollar bottles at the bar
I ain’t got a Lotus, I can’t drive a stick
I ain’t got a Kardashian ridin on my dick
I ain’t got a Maybach, barely got a paycheck
Stripper told me make it rain
I said I’ll take a rain-check
I ain’t been to Paris, no one trynna fly me
Don’t know how to ball, and ain’t nobody trynna find me
I ain’t got a Rose, I ain’t got a Miller
I ain’t got a deal owe a hundred to my dealer
All I want is Jays, but all I got is Filas
They coppin red bottoms but my bottoms all vanilla
Can’t be jockin blades, can’t be jockin dubs
Asked for Ace of Spades but they brought me Two of Clubs
Got no one to fuck, might as well go home
Cause everybody in this club is fucking with their phones

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I ain’t got that gliss, I ain’t got that shine
Your girl got a wrist, you be paying all the time
Pears and lemon lime, all that shit is borin
Only grill I got cosigned by George Foreman
I ain’t got that Bentley, I ain’t got a Benz
All I got is homies, can’t afford fugazi friends
Dump them groupie tens, all them bitches fickle
Fuck them fancy dimes, I be fucking two nickles
Say ‘Ye, Say ‘Ye, ain’t this muhfucking crazy?
All we got is pain, and they bathin in champa-zay
They be coppin rays, and we be coppin shady
Who the fuck is flyin all these hoes to San Trope-zay
I ain’t got that Louis, I ain’t got that Kors
I ain’t got that Gucci, I ain’t welcome in their stores
Fuck a label whore, I ain’t got the skrill
So when I die, bury me up in the Taco Bell

[Hook]

[Interlude]
That’s that shit, that shit
That shit I ain’t got
That’s that shit I ain’t got

[Hook]

Source: Rap Genius

Marc Ulin @ Evergreen Drift 89 and Hooning Harlem Shake

Threw up the raw footage of Marc Ulin warming up the track with his Corolla TE Lexus 1UZ Swap. Taking a few rides with Marc, although the track was wet, it felt gripy! His car sling shots down the straight away burning out all the way until 3rd gear and continues to rip through power ally. Ulin mentioned that his next fabrication project is to get a roll cage welded in so that he can tandem. Looking forward to see Marc side by side with a few of EVD’s veterans!

Beard Life Hooing Harlem Shake!

My Monday morning cup of coffee wasn’t complete without BG doing the Harlem Shake in his RX7 FC!

PAZ – Beautiful Lies Lyrics

I been around the world but I ain’t seen nothin’
To make me wonder what I’d do without your lovin’
Everytime I look and see a pretty face
I realize nothing else could take your place
And when I feel low, I get high
Just look into your beautiful lies
Now you been damn gone what a shame
But my feelings gonna stay the same

Girl you always talked, I never listened
It got too hot, I got out the kitchen
Got a life to live, so I got to livin’
Now its you and only you that I find missin’
All them hot nights, all them free days
Always kept your body movin’ like a DJ
Back it up, back it up, keep it movin’ on
Plus I kept your bottom red, Louboutin
We were always on, automatic start
Push a button and your bed was automatic art
You always played the part, I never played to win
Now you’re gone again

I been around the world but I ain’t seen nothin’
To make me wonder what I’d do without your lovin’
Everytime I look and see a pretty face
I realize nothing else could take your place
And when I feel low, I get high
Just look into your beautiful lies
Now you been damn gone what a shame
But my feelings gonna stay the same

Don’t you ever change, change
Don’t you ever change, change
Don’t you ever change, change
Don’t you ever change, change

I tried other girls, tried other women
But I never got past the past beginnin’
Looked for another but I could not find her
Cause they don’t speak my language like a taxi driver
And I’m gonna get beyond her someday
Baby you are my survivor, Beyonce
And I won’t say, what I won’t do
Cause there’s nothing on this earth I wouldn’t do for you…
True, we never kept it fake
But we never bent so ‘ventually it had to break
And for goodness sake, I never played to win
Now you’re gone again

I been around the world but I ain’t seen nothin’
To make me wonder what I’d do without your lovin’
Everytime I look and see a pretty face
I realize nothing else could take your place
And when I feel low, I get high
Just look into your beautiful lies
Now you been damn gone what a shame
But my feelings gonna stay the same

Don’t you ever change, change
Don’t you ever change, change
Don’t you ever change, change
Don’t you ever change, change

Now every single day-ay-ay
I’m watching as you slip away-ay-ay
I gave you everything, you took my pride
Just to listen to your beautiful lies
Now I’m runnin’ but I can’t touch ground
Skywalker and I can’t come down
All the diamonds and the pearl-earl-earls
Will never buy me back my girl

I been around the world but I ain’t seen nothin’
To make me wonder what I’d do without your lovin’
Everytime I look and see a pretty face
I realize nothing else could take your place
And when I feel low, I get high
Just look into your beautiful lies
Now you been damn gone what a shame
But my feelings gonna stay the same

Don’t you ever change, change
Don’t you ever change, change
Don’t you ever change, change
Don’t you ever change, change

PAZ – My Last One Lyrics

PAZ – My Last One Lyrics

I’m feeling so cold
I aint went this hard since I was 18
Apologize if I say, anything I don’t mean
Like whats up with your best friend?
We could all have some fun, believe me
And whats up with these new figures?
And why they think it all comes so easy

But get it while you here boy
Cause all that hype don’t feel the same next year boy
Yeah and I’ll be right here in my spot with a little more cash than I already got
Trippin off you cause you had your shot
With my skin tanned and my hair long
And my fans who been so patient, me and 40 back to work but we still smell like a vacation
Hate the rumours, hate the bullshit
Hate these fucking allegations, I’m just feeling like the throne is for the taking

All I care about is money and the city that I’m from
I’ma sip until I feel it, I’ma smoke it till it’s done
And I don’t really give a fuck, and my excuse is that I’m young
And I’m only getting older somebody shoulda told ya

I’m on one
I said, I’m on one
(Yeah) Yeah, Fuck it, I’m on one
(I said I’m on one)
I said I’m on one

Two white cups and I’ve got that drink
Two white cups and I’ve got that drink
Two white cups and I’ve got that drink
Got that’

And I’m a hit this drink up like it’s my last
I’m a, I’m a hit this night up like it’s my last
Imma hit this ass up like it’s my last
Swear I’m a, swear I’m a do it like
Lika I’ve never hitted it

Uh uh uh uhh
Uh uh uh uhh
Lika, lika I’ve never hitted it
Uh uh uh uhh
Uh uh uh uhh

Yeah hey, now where that alcohol
You ain’t even got to ask
Cause I’m a do it all like, like it’s my last
She a 7 in the face, but a 10 in the ass
She even look better by the end of my glass
See I just walk in fresher than the shirts off in this muthafucka
I’m a need the baddest broad to twirk off in this muthafucka
I’m a go hard till it hurts off in this muthafucka
I’m a ball so you gotta work off in this muthafucka
and I can get you anything you want
I could, I could, I could, I could put you on
See you look like Beyonce so do it like Beyonce …
Do it, do it like Beyonce and put it on Sean
Grind hard but a got a lot to show for it
Always had drive like I had to chauffeur it
With a team so true we should get a camera crew
To follow us around like we had a show for it

And I’m a hit this drink up like it’s my last
I’m a hit this night up like it’s my last
Imma hit this ass up like it’s my last
Swear I’m a, swear I’m a do it like
Lika I’ve never hitted it

Uh uh uh uhh
Uh uh uh uhh
Lika, lika I’ve never hitted it
Uh uh uh uhh
Uh uh uh uhh

All I care about is money and the city that I’m from
I’ma sip until I feel it, I’ma smoke it till it’s done
And I don’t really give a fuck, and my excuse is that I’m young

Skream And Benga On Radio1!

Last week I thought Skream and Benga was djing an essential mix together. Well folks, Annie Mac just gave a shout out to Skream & Benga for their new time slot on Fridays. I had to double check the Radio1 DJ roster to confirm that they in fact have a Friday night time slot! Congratulations to you both! I look forward to tuning in!

Azealia Banks – 212 Ft. Lazy Jay Lyrics!

Azealia Banks, born in 1991, is from Harlem, New York and is also known by her previous stage name, “Miss Bank$.” Ms. Banks has been nominated for BBC Sound of 2012.

Attempt to memorize and spit this lyrics. This is a fun song, maybe offensive to the derps. Mind == blown.

Azealia Banks – 212 Lyrics

Hey,
I can be the answer,
I'm ready to dance when the vamp up
and when I hit that dip get ya camera,
you could see I been that bitch since the pamper,
and that i am that young sis
the beacon, the bitch who wants to compete and i could freak a ‘fit
that pump w/ the peep &
you know what ya bitch become when her weave in
i just wanna sip that punch with ya peeps &
sit in that lunch if ya treatin
kick it with ya bitch who come from parisian
she know where i get mine from and the season
now she wanna lick my plum in the evening
and fit that ton-tongue d-deep in
i guess that kunt gettin eaten (2x)
i was in the 212 on the uptown A nigga you know what's up
or don't you? word to who made ya
i'm a rude bitch nigga
what are you made up of? i'ma eat ya food up boo
i could bust your 8
i'ma do one too
fuck ya gon do?
when ya do make bucks
i'ma look right nigga bet ya do want to fuck…..
fuck him like ya do want to cum
ya gay to get discovered in my two-one-deuce
cock-a-likkin in the water by the blue bayou
caught the warm goo
in ya du-rag too son? nigga you're a kool-aid dude
plus your bitch might lick it
wonder who let you come to one-two
with ya doodoo crew son…. fuck are you into
huh? niggas better oooh-run-run
you could get shot homie
if ya do want to
put ya guns up
tell your crew don't front
i'm a hoodlum nigga you know you were too once.
Bitch i'm ‘bout to blew up too
i'm the one today
i'm the new shit boo
young rapunzel
who are you bitch
new lunch? - i'ma ruin you kunt (3x)

AYO,
I HEARD YOU RIDING WITH THE SAME TALL,
TALL TALE,
TELLING THEM YA MADE SOME,
SAYING YOU GRINDING BUT YA AIN'T GOING,
NOWHERE, WHY PROCRASTINATE GIRL? YOU GOT ALOT BUT YOU JUST WASTE ALL YOURS AND
THEY'LL FORGET YOUR NAME SOON,
AND WONT NOBODY BE TO BLAME BUT YOURSELF

(YEA) - WHAT YOU GON DO WHEN I APPEAR?
W-WHEN-WHEN I PREMIERE? BITCH THE END OF YOUR LIVES ARE NEAR
THIS SHIT BEEN MINE MINE. (2X)

bitch i'm in the 212 with the fif' cocked nigga its the TWO-ONE-ZOO
fuck ya gon do?
when ya goon sprayed up,
bet his bitch wont get him,
betcha you wont do much. see even if ya do want to bust
ya bitch'll get ya cut and touch ya crew up too pop
ya playing with ya butter like ya boo won't true cock the gun to, where ya do eat poom hun?
i'm fucking with ya cutie-q
what's your dick like homie, what are you into, what's the run dude? where do you wake up?
tell ya bitch keep hatin'
i'm the new one two huh…. see I remember you when you were the young new face but ya do like to slumber don't you?
now ya boo up too hun.
I'M A RUIN YOU KUNT.

WHAT YOU GON DO WHEN I APPEAR?
W-WHEN-WHEN I PREMIERE? BITCH THE END OF YOUR LIVES ARE NEAR
THIS SHIT BEEN MINE MINE. (2X)

Little Boots Over Dubstep! <3

Little Boots

Even though this track released on Dub-Level back in April, I couldn’t help but feature it after stumbling upon it on Google. Little Boots is one of my favorite UK Artists! This dubstep track is remixed by Fytch, a young 15 years old dubstep producer out of the Netherlands.