The FreeIceCream.net crew is back with yet another dope FREE underground hip-hop release. “The Flaming Clipse” is a mixtape produced entirely by label co-founder, rapper and producer Domer. The album combines the dirty south raps of Virginia natives Clipse with the epic sonic wash of indie-rock innovators The Flaming Lips. Click below to download Domer’s “The Flaming Clipse” for FREE:

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As a special 4/20 treat for all their pothead fans, the FreeIceCream crew is offering an exclusive download of their new weed-inspired tune All I Need. This is a track from Kats & Domer’s upcoming “Almost Fameless Vol.5 (UK Edition)” – which is slated for release this summer. “Vol. 5″ will feature emcees and beatmakers from the UK and other parts of Europe, and All I Need features production by Sid Suna and a guest verse from UK emcee Big Si. Click below to listen to Kats & Domer’s All I Need:

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Brand new video for former HHL track of the week Little High / Little Low from FreeIceCream.net’s most recent FREE album “Bohemian Rap CD.” If you like this, also check out the tracks Leave You All Behind and former quotable of the week Mama Mia.

This week’s underground hip-hop quotable of the week is Mama Mia from “Bohemian Rap CD,” which you can still download for FREE here if you haven’t already. Mama Mia features dope verses from NYC underground emcees Jake Lefco, IllSpokinn, Ryan-O’Neil, Kats and Domer – and is part of a compilation CD featuring all five emcees rapping over 6 tracks created from samples of Queen’s Bohemian Rhapsody. Click below to listen to Mama Mia:

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And be sure to follow along with the lyrics after the break.

[Chorus - Ryan-O'Neil]
Mama Mia can I talk to ya?/
Mama Mia can I maybe take a walk with ya?/
Ooh baby you the lady I been looking for/
You good looking but, uh, can you cook and stuff?/

[Verse 1 - Ryan-O'Neil]
Goodness gracious/
You see her face and her waist? It’s amazing/
The kinda chick you wanna be chasing/
No patience, no time for waiting/
It’s blatant, can’t hide my infatuation/
I’m faced with a basic arrangement – a dame that/
Won’t give a minute of her day to get play with/
Trying to get her digits with my methods, should I change it?/
Is it ’cause I’m dark-skinned? Maybe she’s a racist/
On some KKK shit, yo that’s ancient/
She ain’t even white, she a light-skinned Haitian/
Anyway she tried many ways to escape it/
But I held her with my conversation..it’s fading/
Her defenses now my sense is I made it/
Even with her guard up, her heart I invaded/
Still going hard as she softens her features/
Mama Mia I just wanna please ya/

[Hook - Domer]
I wish that we could talk like you were just alone with me/
And we could be baby if you’d just come home with me/
We could be amazing if you would just only see/
That life is better once you really get to knowing me/
I wish that we could talk like you were just alone with me/
And we could be baby if you’d just come home with me/
We could be amazing if you would just only see/
That life is better once you really get to knowing me/

[Verse 2 - Kats]
Mama Mia, my Madonna was Italiana/
A stand up chick like, ‘I swear he was with me your honor’/
An air-tight alibi you ain’t gotta bother/
To double check shit, check the double Ds on her/
Freeze mama let me please holla/
I wanna blow up your phone like Hezbollah trying to please Allah/
I wanna please you baby, make you breathe harder/
And make the room ’bout 100 degrees hotter/

[Chorus - Ryan-O'Neil]
Mama Mia can I talk to ya?/
Mama Mia can I maybe take a walk with ya?/
Ooh baby you the lady I been looking for/
You good looking but, uh, can you cook and stuff?/

[Verse 3 - IllSpokinn]
Okay, I know what you’re used to/
Borderline abuse and you’re just trying to cruise to/
The next destination, baby patience is a virtue/
These so-called hey-hey players never learned to/
Speak in front of their peers/
You dropped something dear/
The convo – let’s pick it up right here/
You can tell a champion from the size of the grind/
This my third session today, my 500th rhyme/
Hmmm saying your fly is an insult/
The sky is jealous, you’re interstellar and then some/
It’s quite simple babygirl, you know what I’m after/
You fine as a hairline fracture – laughter/

[Verse 4 - Domer]
Mama Mia/
So cold but I want her on my lips like a bottled beer/
Make her make noises like onomatopoeia/
One in a million feeling like the lottery – I…/
Wanna see her all night like a double feature/
Acting dramatic like the star of Madea/
She’s sexually infectious like gonorrhea/
God I need protection, she’s getting in my mental/
And now all I can see is her shape like a stencil/

[Hook - Domer]
I wish that we could talk like you were just alone with me/
And you could be baby if you’d just come home with me/
We could be amazing if you would just only see/
That life is better once you really get to knowing me/
I wish that we could talk like you were just alone with me/
And we could be baby if you’d just come home with me/
We could be amazing if you would just only see/
That life is better once you really get to knowing me/

[Verse 6 - Jake Lefco]
Mama Mia, Mama Mia /
Andale andale mami eeahh!/
I’m not even Hispanic, got me speakin Spanish, Mira!
I want you en mi vida, treat you like a queen, I’ll take you out and feed you margaritas/
Please, I’ll even eat your carnita/
Take you to my house and make you grita/
Here’s my number, call me, let me know when I can see ya/
Holla if you ever need a Visa, dame un besito mamacita/
Your eyes intoxicate me like tequila/
Hot like jalapenos, why you being cold like Condoleeza?/
Me diga if I said something offensive to you mi hija/
I see your sensitive, so lo siento mi amiga/
Or maybe its my breath? I ate a sandwich with some scallions/
If I buy a pack of gum, will you come talk to me about it?/
Si quieres saddle up and ride me like stallion/
‘I have no idea what you’re saying, I’m Italian’/

[Hook - Domer]
I wish that we could talk like you were just alone with me/
And we could be baby if you’d just come home with me/
We could be amazing if you would just only see/
That life is better once you really get to knowing me/
I wish that we could talk like you were just alone with me/
And we could be baby if you’d just come home with me/
We could be amazing if you would just only see/
That life is better once you really get to knowing me/

I’ve been anticipating this release for a while now. “Bohemian Rap CD” features five of my favorite NYC underground emcees – Jake Lefco, IllSpokinn, Ryan-O’Neil, Kats and Domer, who produced the entire EP by skillfully sampling Queen’s Bohemian Rhapsody to create 6 different tracks with all five emcees are featured on each song. For a couple preview tracks, check out Little High / Little Low and Leave You All Behind. Click below to download “Bohemian Rap CD” for FREE:

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Leave You All Behind is the second preview from “Bohemian Rap CD,” an upcoming compilation mixtape featuring five of my favorite NYC underground emcees – Jake Lefco, IllSpokinn, Ryan-O’Neil, Kats and Domer, who produced the entire EP by sampling Queen’s Bohemian Rhapsody to create 6 different tracks. If you like this, check out Little High / Little Low. Click below to listen to Leave You All Behind:

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Kats “I Can Levitate” Album Review
I’ve really enjoyed following the progression of NYC’s Free Ice Cream crew over the past year. A local collective of underground emcees and beatmakers, Free Ice Cream throws Maker’s Mark sponsored barbeques in Williamsburg every weekend during the summer, featuring free food, free whiskey, and free CDs. They drop a new free album monthly, highlighted by the “Almost Fameless” series which feature a huge list of local rappers, producers and deejays. And they follow up most of the releases with concerts featuring a dope roster of artists and, yup, free whiskey. Kats’ “I Can Levitate” is the latest free album by the crew, and definitely worth checking out.

Battle raps
I don’t know what it is, but I’ve been into more battle style rapping recently – funny lyrics, shit-talking, punch lines and old school hip-hop braggadocio. Perhaps it’s an inner backlash against years of listening to overly-serious conscious rap. So when Kats started “I Can Levitate” with a three-minute-long intro verse just spitting lyrics with no chorus, I had a feeling I was going to like the rest of the album. Kats starts the record with all battle style tracks, including The Warmup, Another Level and Levitate, which feature dope beats, hard hitting lyrics and funny rhymes that demonstrate impressive lyrical skills, several of which had me laughing hysterically on multiple occasions.

Clever Wordplay
Despite the fact that I’ve grown quite fond of dude’s unique rhyme style, Kats will admit to you himself that he doesn’t have the world’s greatest rap voice. But what he lacks in voice, he makes up for in clever rhyme schemes and innovative wordplay. Tracks like Keep It Movin’, Put Your Hands Up and Outro show Kats experimenting with his rhyme style, playing with new rhyme patterns and new ways of stretching words around beats. This experimentation prevents “I Can Levitate” from being repetitious or boring, instead offering a different vibe on each and every song.

Lyrics
But as usual, my favorite part of this album was the lyrics. While Kats’ intention with “I Can Levitate” was clearly fun, party-style rhyme-punching underground hip-hop, he still managed to squeeze in a couple dope serious heartfelt songs on the album. Tracks like Lord Knows, Do You Feel Me, Rich Dad Poor Dad, and Out Of My Head range from motivational, to personal, to analytical, and demonstrate Kats’ ability to rhyme about virtually anything.

One good example is from the track Do You Feel Me, where Kats drops the following verse about the need to break out of self-destructive behavior:

I woke up in a cold sweat like oh shit/
I’m so stressed, this whole thing got me so sick/
It’s no walk in the park, it’s a slow crawl/
Everyday about the same, you know so-so/
And I wonder should I pop pills and pep up/
And walk around with a cloud from my neck up/
I guess not ‘long as the weed can do the trick/
A couple drinks, all I need is a few to sip/
And you would think I’d have my shit together better yet/
You’d think a better man would’ve already left/
His comfort zone/
But I stay stoned, stay at home/
Stay with the same old song that keeps playing on/
They say I’m wrong, I say they wouldn’t know what’s right/
Been working more than half my life to blow up overnight/
It’s overhyped, this whole chasing fame thing/
Getting your name known and success ain’t the same thing/

Another good example can be found in former HHL quotable of the week Rich Dad Poor Dad, in which Kats drops the following verse questioning the irony involved in a rich man working to support his family:

The rich dad had a power lunch that lasted too long/
Downed a couple martinis that were a little too strong/
So by the time he got home/
He was a little bit drunk/
The driver opened his door, retrieved his bag from the trunk/
And off he goes, leftovers cold in the fridge/
Wife at some social function, nanny watching the kids/
He lights a Cuban as he takes in the view/
From his balcony, finally nothing to do/
He should talk to his boy, tell him about some grown things/
How he should own things/
But then the phone rings/
Back to business, stocks moving ‘round the clock/
One has gone through the roof, another’s down a lot/
So much as stake, he takes another sip of his drink/
A deep breath, not even a minute to think/
The nanny tucks in the boy, daddy is bound to run/
Hoping one day he’ll find time to be proud of his son/

Overall
Download a copy of this album. It’s free, so you got nothing to lose! “I Can Levitate” fits ten tracks into about 30 minutes, which is great for anyone tired of all the 2-hour-long albums these days. It is quick, entertaining and fun. My favorite tracks include The Warm Up, Lord Knows, Out Of My Head, Rich Dad Poor Dad, and Put Your Hands Up. And if you’re in the NYC area, hit up some Free Ice Cream barbecues this summer. Free whiskey, son!

Album Track Listing:

1. The Warmup
2. On Another Level
3. Levitate
4. Lord Knows feat. Rennaisance & ScholarMan
5. Do You Feel Me
6. Out Of My Head
7. Rich Dad Poor Dad
8. Keep It Movin’ feat. Domer
9. Put Your Hands Up feat. Ryan-O’Neil
10. Outro

This week’s underground hip-hop quotable is Kats’ Rich Dad Poor Dad, from his new album “I Can Levitate” – which is you should download for FREE if you haven’t already. The beat is by UK producer Jonesy, and the title is pretty much self-explanatory – as Kats drops verses about fatherhood through the eyes of a rich dad, a poor dad, and his own pops. Possibly my favorite track on the new album. Click below to listen to Kats’ Rich Dad Poor Dad:

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And be sure to follow along with the lyrics after the break.

[Verse 1]
The poor dad sparks a splif on the fire escape/
Just got home, worked a double shift, he’s tired today/
The baby’s crying, it’s late/
No time to relax/
Ate his lunch on the run, never got to sit back/
And enjoy/
So his little boy plays with his toys/
In his room by himself, and he makes too much noise/
So he snaps at him, ‘Hey keep it down in there!/
You’re getting grounded if I hear another sound in there!’/
He’s exhausted, all he does is sit around in his chair/
A blank stare, lets his sorrows drown in his beer/
His feet hurt, hands swollen from manual labor/
It’s okay, one day it’ll be from handling paper/
That’s what he tells himself, but in his heart he doubts it/
Doesn’t have the heart to say it out loud/
So many dreams deferred, he prefers no sleep/
And hopes his boy can find a better way to be/

[Chorus]
Rich dad, poor dad/
Take a bud and a scotch, now switch and pour that/
A do nothing know it all/
And a dude who knows so and so/
A huge bankroll to go and blow/
You know how the story goes/
The rich dad plays the market, the poor dad says ‘Mark it’ when he bowls/
It’s all just a game though/
We complain to the refs, sure, but in the end have to play ball/

[Verse 2]
The rich dad had a power lunch that lasted too long/
Downed a couple martinis that were a little too strong/
So by the time he got home/
He was a little bit drunk/
The driver opened his door, retrieved his bag from the trunk/
And off he goes, leftovers cold in the fridge/
Wife at some social function, nanny watching the kids/
He lights a Cuban as he takes in the view/
From his balcony, finally nothing to do/
He should talk to his boy, tell him about some grown things/
How he should own things/
But then the phone rings/
Back to business, stocks moving ‘round the clock/
One has gone through the roof, another’s down a lot/
So much as stake, he takes another sip of his drink/
A deep breath, not even a minute to think/
The nanny tucks in the boy, daddy is bound to run/
Hoping one day he’ll find time to be proud of his son/

[Chorus]
Rich dad, poor dad/
Take a bud and a scotch, now switch and pour that/
A do nothing know it all/
And a dude who knows so and so/
A huge bankroll to go and blow/
You know how the story goes/
The rich dad plays the market, the poor dad says ‘Mark it’ when he bowls/
It’s all just a game though/
We complain to the refs, sure, but in the end have to play ball/

[Verse 3]
What I learned from my dad, I learned without him teaching/
Without him talking or preaching/
I was just watching, his speeches/
Had no effect on me really/
I didn’t do what he said/
I did what he did instead/
The good and the bad/
How could it be that as hard as I tried/
To be so wildly different, I ended up the same guy/
So I can try to pretend like I get to chose/
What type of dad I’ll be, but we know the truth/
Same as I had, and I had one so I’m thankful for that/
And wouldn’t trade time spent for a bank full of cash/
The ups and downs, good shit, forgettable stuff/
No cash to speak of, so I’ll settle for love/
Nobody’s perfect, mistakes were made/
But almost nothing is worth a dad being taken away/
A rich dad or a poor dad, as long as he stays/
Is what most kids need today, and need it always/

[Chorus]
Rich dad, poor dad/
Take a bud and a scotch, now switch and pour that/
A do nothing know it all/
And a dude who knows so and so/
A huge bankroll to go and blow/
You know how the story goes/
The rich dad plays the market, the poor dad says ‘Mark it’ when he bowls/
It’s all just a game though/
We complain to the refs, sure, but in the end have to play ball/

This is a nice little remix of Kats going in over Clipse’s Popular Demand. The video is a promo for Kats’ new FREE album “I Can Levitate,” and the FreeIceCream.net crew’s upcoming “Bohemian Rap CD” project, who’s first single Little High / Little Low was this week’s underground hip-hop track of the week.

This week’s underground hip-hop track of the week is Little High / Little Low by the FreeIceCream.net crew. This track is the first single from one of my most anticipated releases of 2010 – FreeIceCream.net’s “Bohemian Rap CD” – which is currently scheduled for a March release.

“Bohemian Rap CD” features five of my favorite NYC underground emcees – Jake Lefco, IllSpokinn, Ryan-O’Neil, Kats and Domer, who produced the entire EP by skillfully sampling Queen’s Bohemian Rhapsody to create 6 different tracks with all five emcees are featured on each song. Click below to listen to Little High / Little Low:

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