Showing posts with label Gampo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gampo. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Superstyle at SXSW
Prof was at SXSW this year, and I can't embed the video for some reason, so here's a link, Superstyle.
Labels:
Gampo,
Prof,
Prof Supetstyle,
Recession Music,
Superstyle
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Gampo Music Video
Watch it, like it, comment on it, and then watch it 20 more times.
Long live Prof.
Monday, January 09, 2012
Music Video for "Gampo"
If every one of Prof's facebook fans likes the video tomorrow, it could make it to Youtube's "most liked today" list, and that'll get the video a lot more views than it would normally get.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Yeah Buddy (lyrics)
Produced by Chickenbone
Full song
Clean version
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You know what the fuck this is. Not.
Sing it with me now, Budday! Yeah budday!
If you feel me, Buddy, Yeah buddy!
Hmm
1
2
3
Go
Champagne falling on 'em.
I got the Gampos on the way, yeah I'm callin' on 'em,
Yah, I'm living life fast like I'm Ramadanin',
And the bully in my pants got a condom on 'em (totally protected, dude).
Champagne falling on 'em.
I got the Gampos on the way, yeah I'm callin' on 'em,
Kicks got the red carpet on the bottom of 'em,
If you want to see a party, that is not a problem.
Pack a little booze, maybe some whiskey for me.
We 'bout to kick it loose, make a couple stories.
Urs we havin' fun? Urs we gettin' crunk?
Put your both hands up, and sing it wit me now.
Budday! Yeah budday!
If you feel me, Buddy, Yeah buddy!
Hmm, 1, 2, 3, Go.
Put it in a bag with a little money, little homie, you know that I'ma 'bout to get drinking.
Go to Mickey D's and I see that my beeper little fucker won't stop blinking.
Sorta like, Brrrr tick tick, Brrrr, tick tick, ding ding da ding ding.
Man I'm so cool and so popular all my phone does is go Brrrrrr.
But check it out though, look at these trophies.
Come to the crib, yo, drink forty-oh-zees.
Lift it upside down, and guzzle on and on.
Hey what it smell like, what it look like?
Get daggered on the floor for the first time.
Urs we having fun? Urs we gettin' crunk?
Put your both hands up, and sing it wit me now.
Budday! Yeah budday!
If you feel me, Buddy, Yeah buddy!
Hmm, 1, 2, 3, Go.
Oh my goodness Mr. Hunkle got another round.
We go cheers, hit the table then we put 'em down.
When we're together seems we always end up getting drunk.
Haven't been out for a while, but I'm having fun.
Daddy got a new pair of shoes on 'em (shoes on 'em).
Would you like to fill your shot glasses, we could have a toast.
Daddy got a new pair of shoes on 'em (shoes on 'em).
The whole crew is in this motherfucker buckin' out.
Daddy got a new pair of shoes on 'em (shoes on 'em).
And I don't give a fuck about those motherfuckers over there.
Daddy got a new pair of shoes on 'em (shoes on 'em).
Bitch we in public.
All I wanna do is have a party but they want to have a conversation 'bout the Dalai Lama, I be like, No.
Urs we having fun? Urs we getting crunk?
Put your both hands up, and sing it wit me now.
Budday! Yeah budday!
If you feel me, Buddy, Yeah buddy!
Hmm, 1, 2, 3, Go.
Dance little girl, like you the only one.
I've got a perfect little place that I can take you to.
We'll fall in love, have a baby, we could make it three.
But that's the future, right now I want to see you go:
Budday! Yeah budday!
If you feel me, Buddy, Yeah buddy!
Oh my goodness Mr. Hunkle got another round.
We go cheers, hit the table then we put 'em down.
When we're together seems we always end up getting drunk.
Haven't been out for a while, sing it wit me now!
Buddy, Yeah buddy!
Dance little girl......1.
I've got a perfect little.......2.
We fall in love........3.
Ok for real though,
You know what I'm sayin', I'm with my crew, you know what I'm sayin',
We in the strip club with Rick Flair throwing dirty hundreds,
We poppin' bubbly on old folks.
Full song
Clean version
--------------
You know what the fuck this is. Not.
Sing it with me now, Budday! Yeah budday!
If you feel me, Buddy, Yeah buddy!
Hmm
1
2
3
Go
Champagne falling on 'em.
I got the Gampos on the way, yeah I'm callin' on 'em,
Yah, I'm living life fast like I'm Ramadanin',
And the bully in my pants got a condom on 'em (totally protected, dude).
Champagne falling on 'em.
I got the Gampos on the way, yeah I'm callin' on 'em,
Kicks got the red carpet on the bottom of 'em,
If you want to see a party, that is not a problem.
Pack a little booze, maybe some whiskey for me.
We 'bout to kick it loose, make a couple stories.
Urs we havin' fun? Urs we gettin' crunk?
Put your both hands up, and sing it wit me now.
Budday! Yeah budday!
If you feel me, Buddy, Yeah buddy!
Hmm, 1, 2, 3, Go.
Put it in a bag with a little money, little homie, you know that I'ma 'bout to get drinking.
Go to Mickey D's and I see that my beeper little fucker won't stop blinking.
Sorta like, Brrrr tick tick, Brrrr, tick tick, ding ding da ding ding.
Man I'm so cool and so popular all my phone does is go Brrrrrr.
But check it out though, look at these trophies.
Come to the crib, yo, drink forty-oh-zees.
Lift it upside down, and guzzle on and on.
Hey what it smell like, what it look like?
Get daggered on the floor for the first time.
Urs we having fun? Urs we gettin' crunk?
Put your both hands up, and sing it wit me now.
Budday! Yeah budday!
If you feel me, Buddy, Yeah buddy!
Hmm, 1, 2, 3, Go.
Oh my goodness Mr. Hunkle got another round.
We go cheers, hit the table then we put 'em down.
When we're together seems we always end up getting drunk.
Haven't been out for a while, but I'm having fun.
Daddy got a new pair of shoes on 'em (shoes on 'em).
Would you like to fill your shot glasses, we could have a toast.
Daddy got a new pair of shoes on 'em (shoes on 'em).
The whole crew is in this motherfucker buckin' out.
Daddy got a new pair of shoes on 'em (shoes on 'em).
And I don't give a fuck about those motherfuckers over there.
Daddy got a new pair of shoes on 'em (shoes on 'em).
Bitch we in public.
All I wanna do is have a party but they want to have a conversation 'bout the Dalai Lama, I be like, No.
Urs we having fun? Urs we getting crunk?
Put your both hands up, and sing it wit me now.
Budday! Yeah budday!
If you feel me, Buddy, Yeah buddy!
Hmm, 1, 2, 3, Go.
Dance little girl, like you the only one.
I've got a perfect little place that I can take you to.
We'll fall in love, have a baby, we could make it three.
But that's the future, right now I want to see you go:
Budday! Yeah budday!
If you feel me, Buddy, Yeah buddy!
Oh my goodness Mr. Hunkle got another round.
We go cheers, hit the table then we put 'em down.
When we're together seems we always end up getting drunk.
Haven't been out for a while, sing it wit me now!
Buddy, Yeah buddy!
Dance little girl......1.
I've got a perfect little.......2.
We fall in love........3.
Ok for real though,
You know what I'm sayin', I'm with my crew, you know what I'm sayin',
We in the strip club with Rick Flair throwing dirty hundreds,
We poppin' bubbly on old folks.
Karma (lyrics)
Produced by 84 Caprice
Full song
Clean version
Sort of instrumental (not downloadable, unfortunately)
It's how I got this way, karma's a dangerous game. Cash out when I'm on top, forgive me, forgive me.
It's how I got this way, karma's a dangerous game. Cash out when I'm on top, forgive me, forgive me.
I was born on the wrong side of karma, so naturally I have a lot of punishment to dish out.
My position is appointed, so don't get mad at me for giving hell, it is the job I was born with.
Oh this punk here looks too happy, let's take his bike and shoes so he can't cruise past me.
And I'm feeling like shit from my daddy, so tomorrow I'ma fuck with that fat bitch Cassie.
She'll cry in front of the mirror when she gets home, have herself a daughter and make sure she gets pissed on.
Similar to why my papa got his wrist blown, found him up north in the tub with the kids gone.
Breath in breath out, be strong.
It's how I got this way, karma's a dangerous game. Cash out when I'm on top, forgive me, forgive me.
It's how I got this way, karma's a dangerous game. Cash out when I'm on top, forgive me, forgive me.
Daddy in the cop car, momma in the summer dress, when will we figure out that we have had enough of this.
Nothing is fair so don't expect a refund, each one is his own learn one teach one.
I've learned one taught one, first jump at the age of 9 on the church steps, started with my shirt on,
Return home alone skinny shirtless, I told him I lost it he told me I was worthless.
And if I told you I was angry, would you believe that the next day I knife with me?
Would you believe that I kept it that way, until one day I won an argument and took a life with me?
Papa died on a Wednesday, opened up the shades and sit down and pray,
Make sure sometime this week you whoop a dudes ass, make them understand how the world got this way.
It's how I got this way, karma's a dangerous game. Cash out when I'm on top, forgive me, forgive me.
It's how I got this way, karma's a dangerous game. Cash out when I'm on top, forgive me, forgive me.
Full song
Clean version
Sort of instrumental (not downloadable, unfortunately)
It's how I got this way, karma's a dangerous game. Cash out when I'm on top, forgive me, forgive me.
It's how I got this way, karma's a dangerous game. Cash out when I'm on top, forgive me, forgive me.
I was born on the wrong side of karma, so naturally I have a lot of punishment to dish out.
My position is appointed, so don't get mad at me for giving hell, it is the job I was born with.
Oh this punk here looks too happy, let's take his bike and shoes so he can't cruise past me.
And I'm feeling like shit from my daddy, so tomorrow I'ma fuck with that fat bitch Cassie.
She'll cry in front of the mirror when she gets home, have herself a daughter and make sure she gets pissed on.
Similar to why my papa got his wrist blown, found him up north in the tub with the kids gone.
Breath in breath out, be strong.
It's how I got this way, karma's a dangerous game. Cash out when I'm on top, forgive me, forgive me.
It's how I got this way, karma's a dangerous game. Cash out when I'm on top, forgive me, forgive me.
Daddy in the cop car, momma in the summer dress, when will we figure out that we have had enough of this.
Nothing is fair so don't expect a refund, each one is his own learn one teach one.
I've learned one taught one, first jump at the age of 9 on the church steps, started with my shirt on,
Return home alone skinny shirtless, I told him I lost it he told me I was worthless.
And if I told you I was angry, would you believe that the next day I knife with me?
Would you believe that I kept it that way, until one day I won an argument and took a life with me?
Papa died on a Wednesday, opened up the shades and sit down and pray,
Make sure sometime this week you whoop a dudes ass, make them understand how the world got this way.
It's how I got this way, karma's a dangerous game. Cash out when I'm on top, forgive me, forgive me.
It's how I got this way, karma's a dangerous game. Cash out when I'm on top, forgive me, forgive me.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
James Bond Blimp (fan video)
I put together a few pictures for "James Bond Blimp" feat. MTV Riff Raff:
Labels:
84 Caprice,
Ant,
Bad-Ass MC,
funny lyrics,
Gampo,
Hip-Hop,
King Gampo,
Prof,
Prof is hilarious,
Rap,
Slug,
St. Paul Slim
Sunday, September 11, 2011
King Gampo CD Release Show at 1st Ave Main Room
I drove from Salt Lake City 20 hours up to Minneapolis just for the show. Prof gave me a re-tweet when I put that out.
He did 20 songs from what I remember: (not in order)
I Dry Heave (Project Gampo)
Animal
Rules
Elephant
Terminator
Figured Out
Horses in the Ghetto
Fire
A Month From Now
Anomaly
Yeah Buddy
Daughter
Peep Show
President
Karma
Whiskey
Myself
On My Way
James Bond Blimp
Minnesota Nice (free download here)
And on top of all that, when he did "Horses in the Ghetto", St Paul Slim came out for his part. For "Daughter" Brother Ali was there, and for "Minnesota Nice" Slug was jumping all over the stage. It was pretty fuckin' awesome.
The last song he did was "President" and during the song he and DJ Fundo showered those around the stage with one dollar bills.
This isn't my video, but it's close to where I was at. Go to 3:50 to see the rain.
This album has some good pictures. I think it's public, if not let me know. The first about 50 pictures are of the 1st ave show.
He did 20 songs from what I remember: (not in order)
I Dry Heave (Project Gampo)
Animal
Rules
Elephant
Terminator
Figured Out
Horses in the Ghetto
Fire
A Month From Now
Anomaly
Yeah Buddy
Daughter
Peep Show
President
Karma
Whiskey
Myself
On My Way
James Bond Blimp
Minnesota Nice (free download here)
And on top of all that, when he did "Horses in the Ghetto", St Paul Slim came out for his part. For "Daughter" Brother Ali was there, and for "Minnesota Nice" Slug was jumping all over the stage. It was pretty fuckin' awesome.
The last song he did was "President" and during the song he and DJ Fundo showered those around the stage with one dollar bills.
This isn't my video, but it's close to where I was at. Go to 3:50 to see the rain.
This album has some good pictures. I think it's public, if not let me know. The first about 50 pictures are of the 1st ave show.
Labels:
Bad-Ass MC,
Gampo,
greatest MC,
Intense,
King Gampo,
Prof,
Prof is hilarious
Friday, August 19, 2011
What is a Gampo?
Gampo
definition: someone who does weird crazy shit.
Prof recently explained onFacebook Twitter that he and some friends knew a guy awhile back who was a little off and did all sorts of crazy stuff, and the name originated there. I have limited internet access for the time being but I'll look it up this weekend and update this post.
Update:
I found the backstory Prof gave for Gampo, in three parts-
From these three tweets: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3
Update #2:
Gampo is a Tibetan name, and Prof's friend was from that region (north India, Nepal, southwest China).
definition: someone who does weird crazy shit.
Prof recently explained on
Update:
I found the backstory Prof gave for Gampo, in three parts-
gampo was a brief childhood friend of mine. along with the homie dariush akbari. (still close with him) but gampo was one of the gnarliest mother fuckers out. he was hella retarded. stealing shit. eating shit. influenced by peer pressure, he would do the craziest shit. when he left, we started calling each other gampo. if we'd do something buck, or get BIG, we'd be getting GAMPO
From these three tweets: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3
Update #2:
Gampo is a Tibetan name, and Prof's friend was from that region (north India, Nepal, southwest China).
Labels:
Gampo,
Gampo definition,
King Gampo,
Prof,
what is a gampo,
what's a gampo,
whats a gampo
Monday, August 15, 2011
KING GAMPO IS OUT
And It's Free
Youtube announcement by Prof, DJ Fundo, Slug, Ant and I don't know the name of the guy at 1:04, HERE.
Slug:
"It's worth a million pennies and a bag of weed, but it's free." [nose pick]
Youtube announcement by Prof, DJ Fundo, Slug, Ant and I don't know the name of the guy at 1:04, HERE.
Slug:
"It's worth a million pennies and a bag of weed, but it's free." [nose pick]
Tuesday, August 09, 2011
Part of King Gampo is Online See Post Above ^
Peep Show
On My Way
Whiskey
Gampo
Karma
If you listen to all of Karma you'll hear a line recycled from Let Me In, "poppa died on a wednesday, open up the shades and sit down and pray."
And here's the beat that 84 Caprice did for the song Karma. Long-time fans will remember that Prof has been planning to do a song with it for a couple of years now. I remember it wasn't too long after Recession Music that he mentioned it (don't remember where) and I was looking forward to it on KVP2, but it wasn't there.
84 Caprice has a lot of good stuff at SoundCloud and his bandcamp page.
On My Way
Whiskey
Gampo
Karma
If you listen to all of Karma you'll hear a line recycled from Let Me In, "poppa died on a wednesday, open up the shades and sit down and pray."
And here's the beat that 84 Caprice did for the song Karma. Long-time fans will remember that Prof has been planning to do a song with it for a couple of years now. I remember it wasn't too long after Recession Music that he mentioned it (don't remember where) and I was looking forward to it on KVP2, but it wasn't there.
84 Caprice has a lot of good stuff at SoundCloud and his bandcamp page.
Labels:
84 Caprice,
Gampo,
Karma,
King Gampo,
on my way,
Peep Show,
Prof,
Whiskey
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Peep Show (lyrics)
Produced by Verse One.
Full song
Clean version
Music video
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After a decade of ruling underground rap,
Dominating the underwater cities in the Midwest with an iron lung,
He has come to where we live with unprecedented aggression.
I take a deep breath when I hit the surface,
Eh what the fuck man it’s lookin’ like a circus.
So many long legged women I’m runnin’ in inbetween them,
Gigantic women, wonder where I fit in.
Wanna have some chitlen,
Want to watch ‘em play in the backyard when me’n you are just chillin’.
But I’m just kiddin’, that’s in the future,
And if you got some big game Prof is the shooter.
And if you are a website, I am a computer.
And if you are the shit then Mr Prof is the pooper.
Girl I’m a freak I'ma do it how you’ve never done it,
Sit back while daddy puts some pepper on it.
Go on freak it out, toot that ass up,
Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right.
Go on freak it out, toot that ass up,
Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right.
If you want to, if you want to, ba da bum bum bum bum.
If you really want to, ba da bum bum, ba da bum bum bum bum.
Right now girl you lookin’ like crack,
Like you’d totally be illegal in the sack.
I’ve seen Prof turn a nerd into a playmate.
Like it’s the crack of dawn that just made the daybreak.
Marathon man, hands down I’m an elephant.
Olly olly oxen free, gotta be intelligent.
Suck a dick snuffaluffagus.
Nothing but freaks in the room,
You can find me where the trouble is.
Needless to say always comes with something said,
Like, “Needless to say I would enjoy getting head.”
Yo, I’m sick of proving I’m the best,
Just listen to the chorus as the dancers do the rest.
Go on freak it out, toot that ass up,
Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right.
Go on freak it out, toot that ass up,
Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right.
If you want to, if you want to, ba da bum bum bum bum.
If you really want to, ba da bum bum, ba da bum bum bum bum.
Yo, all you rappers suck, Dyson,
If your game's loose, holla at me, I’m a titan.
And I’m also a freak,
Seven days out the week,
Prof a freak ‘o nature over a beat.
Your body don’t make sense,
I’ma camalabadon,
Like a kamikaze pilot fighting with a helmet on.
Girl you so bulbous, the nerve, struttin’ the legs around,
And I love it when you act pompous.
Her place for dinner, got out my Corvette,
And I press the door bell with my ring finger.
She up in lingerie tryin’ to act subtle,
Girl without question you are askin’ for trouble.
Go on freak it out, toot that ass up,
Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right.
Go on freak it out, toot that ass up,
Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right.
Go on freak it out, toot that ass up,
Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right.
Go on freak it out, toot that ass up,
Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right.
AAaaaoooooohh, Fuck Yeah!
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