DGS Records return after a mental health week for week 7's installment of #THCTuesdays w/ Flip Jackson doing something special going back to his mixtape roots of Freestyles & Remixes to classic Hip Hop Instrumentals. This week Flip continues his vocal booth therapy sessions with a Freestyle in honor of the late great Prodigy of Mobb Deep's "Keep It Thoro" over the classic Alchemist beat that Flip reflipped adding some bass notes, jazz snares, hi hats rolls, crash cymbals and beat drops.
Flip starts the record off getting right to it with a tribute to Prodigy's infamous first line with Jackson putting his own Flip on it with "I Break Bread, Zips, Hunned Dollar Bills.. Never missed a meal when I eat what I kill.. Born to be trill in the mix when I build.. Sick they still sleeping like they sipping Benadryl"
Flip gets in his bag talking his shit and having fun "Keeping It Thoro" the only way he knows how with facts over feelings, pack talk and blasts from the past with an in-depth look via his bars into his hustle & flow along his musical journey!
S/O King Rick for this weeks suggestion to flip "Keep It Thoro" as this is easily one of my favorite records and albums of all time and have flipped several other samples from that project and figured why not do a 2021 version of "Keep It Thoro".
Ayo, look, I break bread, zips, hunned dollar bills.. yerrr
Never missed a meal when I eat what I kill.. Letsgooooooo
Born to be trill in the mix when I build.. (let’s get it)
Sick they still sleeping like they sippin Benadryl.. Look.. wooo
Been a man on fire like Denzel.. yeah
Ain’t talking jewelry when I say my gems real.. facts
Diamond tested grind, you can say I been ill.. yerrrr
I ain’t fucking with the bitch if she ain’t got that yins feel.. fuck outta here!!
Windmill.. Vince Carter from the baseline..
Jazzy with my J’s, Luniz when I take 5.. (I got 5iiiiive)
Blessed to be alive living on borrowed time.. (Praise God)
Crew love shine s/o me myself & I.. (Thank Me.. Snoop speech)
Word to Kinda Dusty & my Worcester Days.. Yup!
Manipulator big bro way before the fame.. way back!
Been ten toes paying dues making waves.. (devoted!)
Got lost in the sauce but never burnt by the flames.. (Facts!)
Regained my stature with the rapping, fuck the trap shit.. (yerrrrr)
It kept me paid but paranoia’s far from lavish.. (dead ass)
Practiced on the low behind the scenes with my madness.. (facts..)
Cuz I was taking L’s and bouncing back like elastics.. (you know the vibes!!)
All facts from the script, shit was a trip.. (movie)
That’s why I take flight, kiss the sky & get lit.. (smacked!)
You know what it is, still smoking roach clips.. (hahah) every day
Taught myself how to hunt and told my homies go fish.. Letsgoooooo!!
Twist the Fronto in my spliff like a cigarette.. (grabba!)
The ZA fetty strong so I gotta cut the shit.. (word)
Balance checks over stripes like a vet.. (yeah)
Cuz I keep it saucy like balsamic vinigrette..
Chorus:
Smacked riding round to French feeling like a coke boy.. (yeah!)
Geeked off the gas no dope boy.. (facts)
RIP Prodigy, you a GOAT boy.. you made a lotta noise!! (Yerrr)
Keep it thoro to the death of me make a lotta noise!!
Verse 2:
Listen, I made a killing off them ziplocks.. (I did!)
Always had some gas rocket fuel for the pitstop.. (gas)
Present with my presence like the owner of a gift shop.. (blessed)
Wrist watch waves time is money when I piff pot.. (Letsgoooooo!!)
Get Gwop, Stack cake, and watch the bread rise.. (yeah!)
Dudes eating like kings but brains kid sized.. (backwards)
Cuz everything that glitters ain’t gold like cheap ice.. whoaa
Living in the free world how many have a free life.. wooo
On dead dawgs, I’m working my ass off.. pause..
Always been a rebel when I know my KAWS.. yeah!
Season after season I’m eating they looking lost.. (word)
Bunch of window washers forgot about the doors..
I’m wavy blazing, smacked off that dos si dos.. (LIT)
Bible Paper Raws lit the spliff saw a Holy Ghost.. (Jesus!)
A lotta bitches played me a lotta rappers hate me.. (facts!)
Might have fucked their bitch kept it ghost like Swayze.. oooooohweeeeeee!!!
You the know the vibes.. Fuck You, Pay Me
credits
released December 14, 2021
Written, Produced, Engineered, Recorded, Mixed, Mastered by Flip Jackson
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