La Coka Nostra

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I don’t know if you heard this shit yet. If so, word up. If not, check it. It’s my new fav. Mad play in the library. In fact, it’s all I’ve been listening to for three days. It is stuck on repeat.

Website here: lacokanostra.com.

La Coka Nostra – That’s Coke

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HaVf_yrq6Q0[/youtube]

Next joint is sound only – one ass static graphic just sitting there staring at ya. Damn. Great tune, thought. This ain’t about exciting visuals. This is about hip-hop.

La Coka Nostra – Revolution Up To Left

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XtY30qkrQ08[/youtube]

La Coka Nostra – I’m An American

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=53GrVNFArHQ[/youtube]

“I’m an American. I need a blow job and a pizza.”

Truer words have never been spoken.

There is a ton more out there. Go dig it up.

About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure. Flagstaff, Arizona, USA

8 Replies to “La Coka Nostra”

  1. I’ve read through your blog. It’s very nice. Thanks for posting good insights. I’ve added you to my rss feed.

  2. so now, anyone can edit their comments for ten minutes after posting. fucking god damn genius some shit
    OTHERWISE, WHY THE FCK IS THIS EDDITNG FROM RIGHT TO LEFT. FUCK SOME SHIT. .

  3. That’s evil. But…

    Plan C goals:

    1. Move to Detroit.
    2. Buy house.
    3. Join gang immediately.
    4. Buy another house.

  6. Sick. It’s like a time machine…I had Everlast’s solo album (a cassete) in the late 80’s, House of Pain and Cypress Hill in the early 90’s, and random mix tapes from Boston with all of them throughout. One thing dosn’t change..they make me want to punch someone in the fucking face….in a good way.

  8. yo, how come fuckin’ cornole spamderz didn’t leave a comment about how irrelevant this shit is when you’re poppin’ fuckin’ cialis insteada collars? fuck, y’all. soap. weights. yellow #5 in my grill, weaklers. starch. creatine. fuckin’ cialis. dual bathtubs, maxims and a fuckin’ tub of fuckin’ protein juice and some mexican fuckin’ steroids for my neck leatha. fuckin’ jeeps.