Boomside

IFLHM has got love for BOOMSIDE. Do you?

We'a git some more shit poppin' off for y'alls real soon. If you feel eyez on you and it's a mahfucka whos creepin', dat mahfuckas me.

I'm bumping this shit. You allz is going to be bumpin' this shit soon enough anyway. Boomside.

Mos def, my G. You down wit Boomside and we down wit ya life changes and shit. Wea even make a shirt what says: BOOMSIDE - Less Slippin' / More Hustlin' Youa git one 15% off. We'd make that shit 25%, but then we'd be slippin' instead of hustlin' and we ain't the most ironic mahfuckaz, ya know.

Sonic. Muthafuckin'. BOOM.

You eva puff a L while icin' a fool who dissed your peoples, gettin' becky from his bitch, sellin' crack to his community AND kickin' a rhyme?

And I got love for Converge. They rip it up. Got down wit dat Mutoid Man in Brooklyn and that shit was ill.

Das Gomez. He killed a doberman. The doberman choked on him. Gomez was fine. Ain't no one fuckin' wit Gomez no mo'. Das wassup.

Ahh, it's all good, my man. Just because you recognize the real doesn't mean ALL shall recognize the real. Boomside ain't fo' erraone. Hoodrat shit is for the chosen. And y'all don't CHOOSE hoodrat shit. Hoodrat shit choose YOU! But thanks, homey!

Haha, naaa, das Warsaw Budd. He a old head reppin Brentwood. Shia crazy, but he can't hang wit dis.

Hoodrat Nation rising up, right alongside the Boomside Freak Posse (BFP). Keep dem doors locked, yo.

"I feel like our main audience would most likely be 14-24 year olds who like hoodrat shit." Not 40 year olds who rock dat Converge. Although Converge DOES bring the dopeness with that off-the-rails shit.

Merry Chlistmas.

Oh, shit! Straight Path Wyandanch is the Dragon's Lair! Das where tha party is at. For real.

Nah, yo. Cat keeps a low-pro, ya know? He gotz warrants and shit.

Haha! Whatchu know 'bout dat Brentwood/CI connection, dawg?

Yo, B. I can tell we like, kinna the same, me and you. Come peep this shit. It's out on the Isle, but still. It'd be nice to puff a L witchu.

Damn, sen. You turnin' a blind eye to the whole untapped hoodrat shit market. For realz doe, you besta HOPE we git signed. Cuz if we ain't get signed... we gon' be robbin' YOUR house to make that hustle work. When we get out to Illadedelphia, wea let you in the show for free so you can feel this shit. Amma buy you a Red Stripe and we gonna chill.

DAS whassup. You comin' to the top with us. No question.

Boomside and Notorious MSG are about bringin' suckaz to full prolapse.

We ain't know 'bout no Beef Raid, but our homies in Notorious MSG (The Original Chinatown Badboys) WILL take yo ass to Beef Street and blow out your boot-hole. Proper.

Boomside bassist Warsaw Budd rockin' the same shit as you, dawg. He a child of the fence and shit.

I feel that. Peep this:

Thanks, yo. It's because we do shit execution-style. Occasionally gangland-style.

First question: All day, my G. Second question: We decided to keep business and pleasure separated like fightin' children this first video. We was recording and shit. All mad candid. No hoes in the studio until all the red lights are off. And yeah, dawg. All these funny mustache Brooklyn motherfuckers drivin' up that vinyl price. Damn shame. Mahfuckaz be mixin' on they momma's records and shit, while chumpass mahfuckaz snatch up the dope shit.