The World is Yours

The World is Yours

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That’s my problem with fucking trap music: People are rapping about killing niggas and selling fucking drugs all day, but it sounds happy—that’s bullshit. That shit’s stressful: You’re not going to make no fucking money, somebody’s going to end up dead, and you’re not going to be able to pay for his funeral because his mom probably don’t fuck with him like that, and he don’t got health insurance. So now you have to do a fucking car wash to pay for somebody’s funeral and bury him in some cheap shit. Where’s that song?
Long Beach MC Vince Staples in our latest Rising interview. (via pitchfork)

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I’m sailing on a cloud, they trailing below
My shrink told me, “it’s a feeling they don’t ever know”
I pack up all my sins in every L that I blow
And let ‘em go, let ‘em go, let ‘em go, let ‘em go
Jay Electronica, Shiny Suit Theory (via real-hiphophead)