#Sugarhill

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𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 ✿␈ - jayklickin (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1276811010-%F0%9D%90%88%F0%9D%90%8C%F0%9D%90%80%F0%9D%90%86%F0%9D%90%88%F0%9D%90%8D%F0%9D%90%84%F0%9D%90%92-%E2%9C%BF%E2%90%88-jayklickin?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading_amp imagines of drill rappers .

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The Friday Mix Vol. 65 (Part One)

Digital Crate Digging Continues as we come through with this HumpDay Extravaganza! We’re off to a late start an error of the mind not the heart as we broadcast live and direct from our remote outpost out off of I-20 in Atlanta… …on this New Moon in Aquarius time frame still fighting the nefarious with their mind games some try to issue executive orders like Trump! We didn’t swoon like we’re in…

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BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH ANOTHER SUCCESSFUL JUNETEENTH CELEBRATION WITH THE DREAM TEAM !! REACAP VIDEO FOR THE 2ND ANNUAL JUNETEENTH4EVA BALL OUT !

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_/_/_/ _/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/ 2023/02/22 映画「Wild Style」’83 Fred Brathwaite = Fab 5 Freddy Rock Steady Crew Double Trouble Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five Blondie / Autoamerican ’80 Rapture ヒップホップカルチャーをドキュメント的に記録した映画。演出の無い生のライブシーンは見応えがある。 WildStyle 25th Anniversary Edition https://youtu.be/VeTZ7PLCPdw 仕掛け人のFab 5 FreddyとRock Steady Crewを池袋西部の催事場で観た。 狭く薄暗いパーテションの部屋に段ボールが敷かれ、まな板ショーを観るように客がかぶりつく。 Rock Steady Crewは映画「Flashdance」でストリートダンスを披露したチーム。世界が初めて目にしたブレイクダンスのチームを生で観ることができて幸せだった。 Fred Brathwaite = Fab 5 Freddyはこの来日時に藤本義一の11PMに出演している。 本番中、藤本義一を挟んで反対側の松居一代を口説いているのに大笑いした。 https://youtu.be/SVdgrUgVSrE Fab 5 Freddyには横田基地で買ったコットンのショルダーバッグにサインを貰う。 Rock Steady CrewのKURIAKIとBUCK 4が 館内をうろうろしているのを捕まえて、持っていた傘にサインをせがんだ。するとサインではなくてちょっとしたグラフィティーアートを描いてくれた。 ヒップホップカルチャーはラップ、DJ、ダンス、グラフィティーからなる文化で、ダンスが得意でもグラフィティーやラップなどもそこそここなすと教えてくれた。 Flashdance https://youtu.be/8wN08oH8dzc 新宿椿ハウスでDouble Troubleと Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five を観た。 Double Troubleは元Funky 4 & Plus 1 Moreのメンバーで、Rapping and Rocking The House(Got To Be Realネタ)をEnjoyから出していた。 https://youtu.be/L3SFuURpWr8 私はこれが大好きで、 ♪ This is the way we rock the house Showin' up, everybody gonna turn it out とDouble Troubleを捕まえてぶちかましてやった。笑 彼らはとても驚いて喜んでくれた。 間近で見た彼らはまだ子供だったんだよ。 こんなに若いんだ、と驚いた。 The Furious Five インディアンの羽根飾りを床まで垂らし、P-Funkerばりの派手さ加減。俺たちは悪だぜと一瞥して分かる、町で会ったら目を逸らしたくなる連中だった。 ショーは見た目に反して荒削りで、純朴さを感じる内容だった記憶がある。 Blondie / Autoamerican ’80 Rapture 「Wild Style」のオリジナル音源がなかったので、劇中歌のRaptureを用いた。 Rapper’s Delightの翌年、白人ロックバンドのBlondieからリリースされたRap曲。 デボラ���リーの色っぽいラップがたまらない。 ラップのど頭にFab 5 Freddyの名が出てくる。 https://youtu.be/pHCdS7O248g ついでに Tom Tom Club - Genius Of Love ‘81 https://youtu.be/aCWCF19nUhA #WildStyle #FredBrathwaite #FabfiveFreddy #RockSteadyCrew #DoubleTrouble #GrandmasterFlash #TheFuriousFive #themessage #Blondie #Autoamerican #Rapture #hiphop #rap #dj #Funky4andPlus1 #RappingandRockingTheHouse #enjoyrecords #sugarhill #sugarhillgang #RappersDelight #tomtomlub #GeniusOfLove #talkingheads https://www.instagram.com/p/CpCdohnyqbo/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[scorchrealmdj]

Happy Black History Month Music Lovers. #ScorchRealmDJ #Sugarhill Gang #Rapper’s Delight #MusicModel #1st Mainstream HipHop hit #Day15 https://www.instagram.com/p/CoufUQQrimOI-s_jEUI7AYNz6GEh-mbCEaEUug0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[todayinhiphophistory]

Today in Hip Hop  History:

The Sugarhill Gang released the song Rapper’s Delight September 16, 1979

[leahsbussy]

kay flock is sososososososososososososososooooooooo fine

also no oy nigga except quan, keem, rundown, block work and maybe bloodie dee and dudey r onnat .. i hate light skin niggas .

n no shade but dd ( NO OFFENSE ) is not about that . only ddot was he was in all the old sugarhill videos . notti kinda was but ionk .

and rip notti he was so fine 😔😔😔

sorry for my rant i will get back in my sturniolo phase soon . 🥰🥰🥰🥰

[exclusivedayiona]

DD Osama>>>>>

[toomuchsugar-hill]

DD OSAMA: “coming home late”

Xreader fanfiction (all characters are 18 years and over)

The clock on the wall ticked steadily, each sound louder and more grating as the minutes dragged on. You sat curled up on the couch, a blanket draped over your lap and your phone clutched tightly in your hand. It was almost 2 a.m., and DD Osama still wasn’t home.

This wasn’t the first time he’d stayed out late, but tonight felt different. He hadn’t answered your texts or calls, and the sinking feeling in your chest grew heavier with every passing minute.

You tried to rationalize it. Maybe he was stuck in the studio or handling something important. But the anxiety gnawed at you, and frustration bubbled just beneath the surface.

When you finally heard the jangle of keys at the door, your heart jumped. The door creaked open, and DD stepped inside, his hoodie pulled low over his face, and the faint smell of smoke clinging to his clothes.

“You’re just now getting home?” you snapped, your voice sharper than you intended.

He froze, clearly not expecting you to be awake. “Damn, you still up?”

“Of course I’m still up,” you said, standing from the couch. “You didn’t answer my calls, you didn’t text back. I was worried about you, DD!”

He sighed, running a hand over his face as he closed the door behind him. “Chill, ma. I’m here now, ain’t I?”

“Don’t ‘chill’ me,” you shot back, crossing your arms. “Do you know what time it is? Where were you?”

The Argument———

DD dropped his keys on the counter and leaned against it, his jaw tightening. “I was out handling business. You already know how it is.”

“Business?” you repeated, your voice rising. “It’s always business with you. You don’t think I deserve to know where you are or what you’re doing?”

“You don’t need to know everything I do,” he said defensively, his tone laced with irritation.

“That’s not the point, and you know it!” you said, stepping closer to him. “I’m not asking for a play-by-play of your life. I’m asking for basic respect, DD. A text, a call—something to let me know you’re okay.”

He shook his head, his frustration evident. “It’s not that simple, my heart. You know what kind of life I live. Sometimes I can’t just stop and send a text.”

“And I’m supposed to be okay with that?” you asked, your voice trembling. “I’m supposed to sit here and wait all night, wondering if you’re safe, if you’re even coming home?”

DD’s face softened for a moment, but his pride wouldn’t let him fully back down. “I’m doing this for us. Everything I do out there is for you, for our future.”

You scoffed, tears pricking your eyes. “What future, DD? A future where I’m constantly worried about losing you? Where I’m the last thing on your mind?”

His silence was deafening.

______

Without waiting for a response, you turned and walked to the bedroom, slamming the door behind you. You sat on the edge of the bed, your head in your hands as tears slipped down your cheeks.

You hated fighting with him. You knew his life wasn’t easy, and you tried your best to be understanding. But nights like this made it hard to ignore the fear that one day he might not come home at all.

DD stayed in the kitchen for a while, the weight of your words sinking in. He hated seeing you upset, hated knowing he was the cause of your pain. But he didn’t know how to make it better—not when the life he lived demanded so much from him.

After a while, he pushed off the counter and made his way to the bedroom. The door creaked open, and he saw you sitting on the bed, your back to him.

“My heart,” he said softly, stepping inside.

“Don’t,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

He paused, his chest tightening. “I know you’re mad, and you got every right to be. But I can’t let you go to bed like this.”

You didn’t respond, your silence cutting deeper than any words could.

Making It Right——-

DD crossed the room and sat down beside you, the mattress dipping under his weight. He reached out, his hand brushing against yours, but you pulled away.

“I don’t want to talk right now,” you said, your voice shaky.

“Then don’t talk,” he said gently. “Just listen.”

You hesitated but didn’t move, allowing him to continue.

“I know I mess up sometimes,” he admitted, his voice low. “I know I don’t always do things the way you want me to. But I need you to know that you’re my everything. You’re my heart, my reason for doing all this.”

He reached out again, this time cupping your cheek and turning your face toward him. His eyes searched yours, filled with a vulnerability he rarely showed.

“I’m trying, ma. I swear I am. I just… I don’t know how to be anything else but this. But I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you. To make you feel safe.”

Your resolve began to crack, the sincerity in his voice breaking through the walls you’d built around your heart.

“You can’t just say that, DD,” you said quietly. “You have to show me.”

“I will,” he promised, leaning closer. “Starting right now.”

______

He pressed his lips to yours, slow and deliberate, as if trying to convey everything he couldn’t put into words. His hand slipped to your waist, pulling you closer until you were practically in his lap.

“Let me make it up to you,” he murmured against your lips, his voice rough but tender.

You wanted to stay mad, to hold onto your anger and prove a point. But the way his hands moved, gentle yet possessive, made it impossible to resist him.

“DD…” you whispered, but he silenced you with another kiss, his lips trailing down your neck in a way that sent shivers through your body.

“This ain’t just for me,” he said, his voice a mix of apology and desire. “It’s for you. Because you’re my heart, and I can’t lose you.”

His hands roamed your body, his touch igniting a fire that made you forget, at least for the moment, all the frustration and fear.

The Morning After—-

When you woke the next morning, the first thing you noticed was the way DD’s arm was draped over your waist, holding you close. The sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room.

You turned your head to look at him, his face relaxed in sleep. For all his bravado and toughness, there was a softness to him in moments like this that reminded you why you stayed.

As if sensing your gaze, his eyes fluttered open, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “Morning, my heart.”

“Morning,” you replied softly.

He leaned in, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “You still mad at me?”

“A little,” you admitted, though your tone was lighter.

“I’ll take that,” he said with a chuckle, pulling you closer. “But I’m serious about what I said last night. I’m gonna do better—for you, for us.”

You nodded, hope flickering in your chest. “You better.”

“I will,” he promised, his eyes holding yours. “Because you’re worth it.”

The road ahead wouldn’t be easy, but in that moment, wrapped in his arms, you felt like maybe—just maybe—you could weather the storm together.

I’ll write the smut scene too if you want <3

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The Sugarhill Gang - Rapper's Delight (1979)

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The Friday Mix Vol. 56 (Part One)

 Digital Crate Digging Continues as we proceed and continue, broadcasting live and direct from our remote outpost out off of I-20 in Atlanta! This is our Flashback Friday  / Fabulous Friday / Friday Night Fever edition but the science dropped is appropriate for any time frame, somebody will understand a brotha… …putting it down like this; trying not to get stuck or caught up in all these…

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Crispy Crust Pizza, last night in Englewood