Gurp City

It's like Vegas fool. San Francisco and the Bay Area rappers, producers and DJs all get together for one good cause, to get drunk as fuck and make good music. Gurp City consists of hip hop pioneers such as DJ Quest and DJ Eddie Def to underground legends like Bored Stiff and Sacred Hoop to freestyle champions TopR and Conceit...pretty much every alcoholic rapper in the Bay Area of California. The Gurp Fam keeps growing and innovating rap music with artists like Trunk Drank, Z-Man, Fist Fam, Grand Invincible, Fay Dog, G-Pek, Eddie K, DJ Marz, Bullet Proof Space Travelers, Bullet Proof Scratch Hampsters, DJ Cue, Brandon B, Luke Sick, Iron Fist, Thuggy Fresh, 6 Feet Deep, DJ Mathew Africa, 4oneFunk, DJ Teeko, DJ Max Kane, DJ Mista-B, DJ B. Cause, DNAE Beats, Boac, The Makai, Third Sight, The AlterBoys, MC Oroville, Illsquad, Live Human, Lords Crew, Alex Pardee, Zero Friends, Big Sammy, DJ Raw B and Fatees.

Black Brick Award

Posted by oroville

goes to the guy shooting at the damn traffic camera. cheers to you buddy.
MC-Oroville---Do-Something---Dick-Face


and fussler RAPFLATION KILLS!

Comments

  • lukey the ridd

    on Wednesday, November 28, 2007 at 5:30 pm

    ughlah

  • wombathunter

    on Thursday, November 29, 2007 at 1:13 am

    jeah fuck overdrafts, traffic tickits, rapflation, poverty, struggling, scraping, my crappy job, credit cards…… i am gettin my can of black rusto and a brick or too right now

  • mycrewdowngermanbeers

    on Thursday, November 29, 2007 at 12:16 pm

    nice gun (with scope) shooting camera shaped like the battery charge indicator on my Mac Book that I just Rusto-ed flat bleezy and shit inside and closed together like a motherfuckin George Foreman shit waffle maker and then wrapped a bow of laced together used Lifestyles condoms that Gingerbread collected in Market St. theater around it and chucked it in a perfect spiral right into Gavin “Im gonna hold SF down the way Brody Jenner holds down the Hills” Newsome’s fucking dome-piece, making it explode into a silicon/shit swirl all over his coke-froze face sending him into cardiac arrest, so that his butt-buddy Sean Penn has perform CPR in a shit swap that rivals two girls one cup. Oh, God this sick fucking world…
    CUNT Bitch Stanford Student cocktail waitress who thinks we came to see her and not get blind drunk and tell her to sit on it who left us waiting for 45 minutes for overpriced bar food in a Palo Alto sports bar hellhole: “Are you guys hungry?”
    Then walked away.
    20 minutes later comes back with like four wings and 2 pieces on celery and no fuckin blue cheese for $8.95
    Waitress: “Do you guys need anything else?”
    My Homie Bloody Vein doesn’t even look up from his plate: “Get the fuck away from me.”
    I laughed harder than I have since I saw Billy Bob huck that empty pint at the windshield of that Benz in the mall parking lot in Bad Santa. So, yeah, out here in the West Bay, the service industry gets the bleezy breezy too, nobody’s safe, cuz nobody’s innocent.

  • TOPR

    on Thursday, November 29, 2007 at 2:17 pm

    Fuck yall I stay paid.

  • brent

    on Friday, November 30, 2007 at 1:13 pm

    How i spent my friday night, GURP CITY: BRICKTHROWA EDITION.

    find a brick.

    paint it black.

    throw it at bank or building of choice.