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An Ode to the Nampa's
alternative punk rock hiphop rap the roots japan beat box 311 osaka lincoln park kracker nara japz daifuku
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Hip hop meets rock in this fusion of two cultures. Based in a small country town in Japan, these five talents have combined to form the Kracker Japz.
Kracker Japz is a fusion of two cultures where hip hop meets rock.
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Genre
Metal Rap-Metal
Charts
Peak #110
Peak in subgenre #8
Rights
Overdrive Records
Uploaded
December 20, 2005
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MP3 2.5 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
I spit in the first line of the song "As i write this verse i sit in Triangle Park". That basically sums of the setting of the song. Triangle Park is in American Mura which is an area in Downtown Osaka where serveral hosts like to mingle. Hosts in Japan are called Nampa's. Most people in Japan are aware that this breed of metrosexuality exists. They're the sleezy looking dudes standing on street corners of Japan's main cities attempting to pick up submissive high school girls. This song goes out to all y'all Nampa's.
Lyrics
As I write this verse I sit in Triangle Park, Osaka Bakas don't come out until its dark, day off dont work, try not to think about work, but all i see is a salary man and a shoe store clerk, pupils wonderin' to somethin' more appealin' high school girl, skirts short, barely concealin' a man approaches her, her digits he'll be dealin' i got a feelin', her virginity he'll be stealin' Pops his collar, and contemplates to call her Pops his collar, and contemplates to call her Pops his collar, and contemplates to call her Pops his collar, and contemplates to call her it goes Pop... give it to me now goes Pop... common now goes Pop... Hai Dozo She takes a step back to keep her distance, the man closes in, he's got persistance, she gives him a piece of paper and puts it in his pants, she walks away, back to him, he does a stupid little dance, high fives his friend, and lights up a cigarette, spits on his hand, to make his hand wet, brushes his hand through his hair from front to neck, lookin' left and right searchin' the next number he'll collect, (Chorus) Pop... the playboy fairy is potenially scary, he don't wanna marry, he just wants to pop that cherry, J girl doesn't know when to leave, everything he says she believes, cause she's naive, the tricks up his sleeve, forces me to dry heave, a wink of the eye as he flashes her the keys, she has no clue, confused, don't know what to do, tabun, yagate sutelaleru, (Chorus) Pop... Oo yeah!
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