Beastie Boys rhymed "commercial" with "commercial." You gonna poop on the Beastie Boys now?Yeah, cause rhyming lay with lay was such a musical accomplishment.
i was going to but now I won't.Get. Out.Dylan is the Dylan of the 21st century.
Actually true.If you shmoney dance within 24 hours of contracting Ebola, it will immediately leave your system and you'll be fine.
:X0:33 was the official time when realization that this had 53 million views, and a 9 to 1 like-to-hate ratio made my bowels vacate.
If someone ran up on him to steal his chains they'd have to make 2 trips. Is he the iced out Mr. T?Shout out to Birdman for managing not to tongue-kiss any of the other rappers involved in this video.
And yet he is belovedThey both have difficulty with enunciating clearly. Dylan is a genius. This Mr. Thug is it, is a preverbal simp, capable of nothing more than grunts, likely from the effort made during bowel evacuation or perhaps during fornication. It was interesting that some producer could take the guttural noises and tones, and through the use of autotune make them sound somewhat like words.
Indeed. As are any number of musical acts today who would deem to call themselves artist. I would not so name them, but that is the beauty of art. I would go so far as to say that if someone of my generation wanted to appreciate that music along with aficionados, that my doing so would diminish the experience for many of them. I merely fulfill my turn in time in the ecology of the unbroken chain, the circle of life, the great wheel of generations. This cat, Miley Cyrus, Katie Perry, the latest chick singer to cause a stir whose name I do not even know, Rihanna, they all are likely very pleased to not give an iota of thought to me. I am the past, they are the future theythemselves create and which young folks choose.And yet he is belovedThey both have difficulty with enunciating clearly. Dylan is a genius. This Mr. Thug is it, is a preverbal simp, capable of nothing more than grunts, likely from the effort made during bowel evacuation or perhaps during fornication. It was interesting that some producer could take the guttural noises and tones, and through the use of autotune make them sound somewhat like words.
It's pretty crazy to think that when my grandparents listened to The Rolling Stones, it's akin to what olds hear now when they listen to Young Thug.Indeed. As are any number of musical acts today who would deem to call themselves artist. I would not so name them, but that is the beauty of art. I would go so far as to say that if someone of my generation wanted to appreciate that music along with aficionados, that my doing so would diminish the experience for many of them. I merely fulfill my turn in time in the ecology of the unbroken chain, the circle of like, the great wheel of generations. This cat, Miley Cyrus, Katie Perry, the latest chick singer to cause a stir whose name I do not even know, Rihanna, they all are likely very pleased to not give an iota of thought to me. I am the past, they are the future theythemselves create and which young folks choose.And yet he is belovedThey both have difficulty with enunciating clearly. Dylan is a genius. This Mr. Thug is it, is a preverbal simp, capable of nothing more than grunts, likely from the effort made during bowel evacuation or perhaps during fornication. It was interesting that some producer could take the guttural noises and tones, and through the use of autotune make them sound somewhat like words.
Answer to the thread title. It's as much a subject for discussion as whether the world is flat.
To be fair: It's early.Answer to the thread title. It's as much a subject for discussion as whether the world is flat.
lolIs there some sort of translation app I can download or something?