Exclusive (album)
Exclusive is the second studio album by American recording artist Chris Brown. It was released on November 6, 2007, by his independently-owned record label CBE, along with Jive Records; distributed by Zomba Group. The album was serving as the follow-up to his multi-platinum selling debut album Chris Brown (2005).
The album was critically and commercially successful, debuting at number 4 on the US Billboard 200, selling 295,000 copies in the first week. The album was supported by five singles; including three Billboard Hot 100, which successfully entered in the music markets, entering the top 20 amongst other charts worldwide. The album has earned double platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) in the United States, and the album sales it stands at three million copies in the worldwide. The album ranked number 34 on Rolling Stone's list of the Top 50 Albums of 2007.
On June 3, 2008, Exclusive was re-released, when it has expanded into a double-disc deluxe edition; including a counterparts from the DVD, which was also released, which features the behind the scenes footage and music videos from his tour.
Down (The Jesus Lizard album)
Down is an album by the Chicago band The Jesus Lizard. It was their last album for Touch and Go records and the last to be produced by Steve Albini.
The song "Horse" was labeled as "Pony Beat" on set lists for live shows. David Wm. Sims plays an organ on the album version.
The painting on the cover is "Falling Dog" by Malcolm Bucknall, for which Bucknall asked no pay and offers no explanation for the falling dog image. Bucknall also did the cover art for the Puss/Oh, the Guilt split single with Nirvana and the Jesus Lizard's Liar album.
Track listing
All songs written and composed by The Jesus Lizard, except where noted.
Chart performance
References
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Down (Sentenced album)
Down, released in November 1996 on Century Media records, is the fourth album by Sentenced. It is also the first album including the vocalist Ville Laihiala. This album marks the band's progression from melodic death metal to gothic metal.
Track listing
2007 Re-issue bonus track
Credits
Guests
References
Pill
Pill or The Pill may refer to:
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Pill (textile)
A pill, colloquially known as a bobble, is a small ball of fibers that forms on a piece of cloth. 'Pill' is also a verb for the formation of such balls.
Pilling is a surface defect of textiles caused by wear, and is considered unsightly. It happens when washing and wearing of fabrics causes loose fibres to begin to push out from the surface of the cloth, and, over time, abrasion causes the fibres to develop into small spherical bundles, anchored to the surface of the fabric by protruding fibers that haven't broken. The textile industry divides pilling into four stages: fuzz formation, entanglement, growth, and wear-off. Pilling normally happens on the parts of clothing that receive the most abrasion in day-to-day wear, such as the collar, cuffs, and around the thighs and rear on trousers.
All fabrics pill to some extent, although fibres such as linen and silk pill less than most. The primary drivers of pilling are the physical characteristics of the textile (including both the initial fibre, and the way in which it is processed during manufacturing), the personal habits of the textile's wearer, and the environment in which the textile is used. Fibres such as wool, cotton, polyester, nylon and acrylic have a tendency to pill the most, but wool pilling diminishes over time as non-tenacious wool fibres work themselves free of the fabric and break away, whereas pilling of synthetic textiles is a more serious problem, because the stronger fibres hold on to the pills and don't allow pills to fall off.
Podcasts:
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My Niggaz
by: Bizzy BoneIt's another studio rap production
Let's do this baby
Please believe it
Another studio rap (seventh sign) production
(You know how it goes) all the time baby
Yeah, hmmm
Yeah, where would I be without my niggaz
I love my niggaz, I can do it all alone
But your my, I would never fight my niggaz
I hype my niggaz, just continue right my niggaz
Your all my life
All my niggaz, I love my niggaz
I can do it all alone
But your my, I would never bite my niggaz
I hype my niggaz, just continue right my niggaz
Your all my life (all my life)
Let the caprice blow, sunroof
Roll in the wind, sippin on something saucy
Smokin on something so fit
Reppin the seven to the fullest
Give me bullets and clips, niggaz is trippin on me
I can like the kid its a bitch, but when I needs my niggaz
I hope they don't fall off
This is as real as it gets
Who gonna see if he saw
I've been guerilla stomped, turned into a killa from that
I seen his family, damn glad that I had my strap
Because I went about it
And I don't talk about it, shot so many niggaz
In the nineties, its a blessing they didn't find me
I could floss if I wanna nigga
Fuck your bitch
That bitch a manimal
Back up a (?) so I could dick
Fuck curteous, do you think I'm stupid
Punk bitch
I understand you put it on Capo Confuscious
I don't give a fuck about no Ruthless
I never talk about Bone
Get your thug on, pass the hennesey and
They got me without my niggaz
I love my niggaz, I can do it all alone
But your my, I would never fight my niggaz
I hype my niggaz, just continue right my niggaz
Your all my life
All my niggaz, I love my niggaz
I can do it all alone
But your my, I would never bite my niggaz
I hype my niggaz, just continue right my niggaz
Your all my life (all my life)
She got a solo artist, so I do solo shit
That's just the way it is
You like the way that the money's drippin
Up off the lips, word hustler
World wide, all the way to Cali
Clear to the other side (other side)
Daddies havin death raw
Bizzy the Kid, remember
That I used to hop the fence with Hope and Heather
We was kidnapped, so they gave us therapy
I used to play mouse trap
And sty psychiatristy stares at me
A new millenium, and yes I'm old school
All religion, and shit you need when your family was
All locked up in prison
It's like forgetting Pac
Everyone forgot Jock, don't trust my nigga T-Roc (T-Roc)
I've been in Los Scandulous in the tree tops
niggaz blowin blood as the cherry lime six four drop
Side to side with the lean and the door sole back
That's how we drive when another person's comin back
You better believe it
Where would I be without my niggaz
I love my niggaz, I can do it all alone
But your my, I would never fight my niggaz
I hype my niggaz, just continue right my niggaz
Your all my life
All my niggaz, I love my niggaz
I can do it all alone
But your my, I would never bite my niggaz
I hype my niggaz, just continue right my niggaz
Your all my life (all my life)
You better believe it, ain't no fairy tale
Don't nobody pay my motherfuckin bail
I'm going to jail, with a stomach full of hennesey
Ecstasy pills only do it once, you only live once
For real, fuck it snort the cocaine
Give me a drink right out the bottle, if you give me a germ
It ain't nothin my girl can't swallow, cause it's the first of the word
Is this the crossroads, you niggaz is lost souls
I am in the arrow stuck in the crossbow
Suckered to many things, I did it but all on my own
Liquor, was always loaded, but niggaz was always gone
Don't need me no sheisty shit, don't need me no feisty bitch
niggaz is (?) fuck cause she'll murder you with the quietness
She'll murder you with the quietness!
Where would I be without my niggaz
I love my niggaz, I can do it all alone
But your my, I would never fight my niggaz
I hype my niggaz, just continue right my niggaz
Your all my life
All my niggaz, I love my niggaz
I can do it all alone
But your my, I would never bite my niggaz
I hype my niggaz, just continue right my niggaz