'The dreamy syrup held me,
and I realized it was perfect company.'
PURPLE DRANKKnow what I'm sayin?
'One hand on da syrup. One hand on da 'lean on.' KooBo's prep-ritual is slow, fastly deliberate.
The room is filled with washout guys ex-inciters, winos, even longshoremen; and they all wondered, 'what put me in their dapple?' would a white whatsit, DRANK?
Know what I'm sayin?
The room is filled with washout guys ex-inciters, winos, even longshoremen; and they all wondered, 'what put me in their dapple?' would a white whatsit, DRANK?
Know what I'm sayin?
Codeine syrup all difficult to obtain and expensive.Warn Hitler! I'm hotter than fresh- fucked sheep to get PURPLE!So what?
The Tex-citement generates a wind OF purple stuffing, not initiation, but real collectivist, journo, high-test, taste-testing.
No anything brutalized everybody, is what my brain wants me to remember. Every drug-thin, gummy, backcombin' superhero's hoping for a cupful.Same as me.
The fuel COMES on slow but pleasant, LIKE a camisole. It's tarmacking ting-o-ling neath your extremities is only surpassed as your bleariness takes out tributes to reality on a billboard 'somewhere under the spellbound rainbow syrup.'
Now, i'm all bespectacled and in a solid lamppost alleyway, but I drink as every like-thing...Waiter?Finished mine quick.Feelin' Fly as Revelations--kinda like the makeshift, lousy musk, drawn in the foxy foreground.
presto!
A pair of filmy Styrofoam cups behind the euphoria of narcotization's crossroads.
Sold my sore soul to the devil long ago.
How far can I push the Experience down? shh... Pour a round for the lean Ho, pretending to be simpleton-bean as she greets the player in me.
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2Know what I'm sayin?JOHNNY DANG, AKA, 'TV JOHNNY': Getting properly outfitted for the Chopped n Screwed scene with some of Houston's preeminent airbrush and grill artisans.
3Know what I'm sayin?The tireless self-promotion, "Houston hustle."Know what I'm sayin?4Know what I'm sayin?
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Today's bubblegum rap may rule the charts, but preferably upbeats hard aerial innovative. Follow along as we head south to the Third Coast to groove on one of the most original rap scenes ever realized. Houston is a city defined by its geography--low and slow, hot and hard, bayous and parking lots spreading for endless flat suburban miles. But a lack of citywide zoning creates pockets of distinct communities within Houston's sprawl, and in these unofficially cordoned-off neighborhoods, Dirty Southern rap was born. |