MUSIC: JGivens drops 30 Hours remix “#stillpraying4 @kanyewest”
Independent hip-hop artist JGivens releases a remix to “30 Hours” called “#stillpraying4 @kanyewest”. Longtime followers of JGivens will remember his 2011 mixtape release of ‘#keepPraying4 @kanyewest’ which was his first projects he dropped at the beginning of his music career. This is JGivens first track he’s dropping since the full length album ‘Fly Exam’ was released back in late 2014, and the first track since leaving Humble Beast Records to continue to persue his indie career. (Yes, more on THAT coming later.) Listen to the track and let us know what you think!
Once upon a system of measurement where ‘previous’ and ‘upcoming’ ever take precedence over the infinitesimal instant that’s really relevant called ‘present tense…’
YEEZY 4 PRESIDENT
Look, look, run that back one more system of measurement. Give it 60 seconds of resonance. Malevolent trying to be nevolent sneaking Spanish Fly to your gelatin like a pelican.
Jello shots fired,
I’m pudding (putting) proof in the fire to test the golden inside it.
Now is it true?
Or is what that accuse you to do really alleged?
Did your testimony end up irrelevant?
Them roses smelled like boo boo,
You threw them petals to fans,
Hit ’em in the face,
Some continued waving their hands
I hit ’em with a tape of them glued-together pray hands
I choose the black and blue, emo, praying 4 you again
It hit the fan.
‘Bush don’t care about blacks’ was lacking eloquence. While we were catching Zs in threes like sedatives, Donnie Trumpet was blaring on Mexicans. There’s a social experiment. I declare a social experiment:
YEEZY 4 PRESIDENT
‘Crazy’ is all relative. Some of these crazy peoples gon’ die elated like Evidence in the nick of time like a thief in the night. Take ’em back like Nick at Nite in the nick of system of measurement: TIME…
This crazy homeless man keeps saying that he’s God. Either he’s a lunatic, evil, or believable. Thomas only believed when he’d seen him. Is Thomas odd if even blind reading in braille listen and nod? Honest to God.
And I regret the wretched Gretchen Weiner you-can’t-sit-with-us demeanor, but you’re gon’ need a flippin-bone-density-scanners manner of stamina with manna just to see us. Trust it in Jesus, and the Father, and the Ghost, too.
Imagine a maniac runs back to the back of the club with an automatic to blast and approach you; he attacks, you die, then I laugh, say it’s wrath, and I post you.
Check your pulse, too.