Category: rap

So deep into Motown you have to show papers, PJ Morton (feat. Yolanda Adams) want to know “Do You Believe?” I can’t keep my Testifyin’ still.

Hot Breakfast! strums out a mean folk pop “Christmas Is For Believers.” A journey of logic and hope is detailed with all the usual clues. Belief wins in the end.

Bridgette Bryant journeys through the stages of belief with “Do You Believe in Santa?” This spoken word memoir doesn’t end well for non-believers.

Sinner Friends testify that “Santa is Real.” Kooky folk that devolves into sermon. It’s a meeting of Santa Believers Anonymous.

Brandon Wolfe Scott is quite skeptical in his laryngeal pop number “Do You Believe In Santa?” Each question leads to the next question.

The Arches metal out “Santa is Real” with mostly riffing. But they do have a message about your belief system.

Rapping through the inconsistencies KOOPANUT explores the quandary “Can I Believe in You? (Santa Claus).” It’s a fun ride from across the pond.

Trying again, The Hooves declare with sock hop rock that–when overwhelmed with Xmas–all you can do is believe you had a “Hoof on the Roof.”

Speaking plainly Tyrone and Leslie ask “Why is Santa Every Where?” It’s a folk litany of three-year-olds’ questions. Keep up.

Claiming belief, SLEEPING TIMMY mush-mind the indie “Do They Know It’s Christmas (If It’s Not on Facebook)?” with all the pissy sardonicness they can muster. They might be mad.

Rapping up the uncertainty, Pj Panda side eyes “Do You Believe in Santa Claus?” with surprising hope. Hard beat, if not completely upbeat.

Going to the extreme of kidnap has been touched upon here in the yule blog:

Merry Criminals! kidnapping

Blind Fury continues the BLUE ALERT crime spree with sight-impaired rapping in “I Kidnapped Santa Claus.” The motive: presents.

Kadesh Flow takes inspiration from the Jack Skellington deal as in their “Our Christmas Town” my goons are down to kidnap a Santa. Melodic rap, without all the angry nastiness. Thanks.

Midnight jollies up the lofi metal with “Insomnia,” not necessarily a holiday plunge into the depths of darkness, but relatable this time of year.

“Insomnia” (LIVE) from Ladies of Death Row Swimsuit Calendar jangles and jumbles that time of the year into lucid damning. I assume it’s a young person club thing.

Akata Imhotep waxes philosophical with the rap “Ambitious.” It’s nearly Christmas, but: Insomnia had to be created by someone who is lazy. It’s about the hustle, son.

Title tiredly raps “Fall Asleep!” as they cannot do so, not on X-mas Eve. You okay?

In “My Younger Days” Trey Lorenz can rap-recall not being able to fall asleep anticipating Santa. Some soul may occur.

Krazy Kuzins take the rap to the children with their “Hip Hop Holiday Cheer.” Many filial duties are expressed, but that staying up late thing wasn’t in the Commandments….

Waxing nostalgic Jaqueez (feat. Lil Reign) R+B raps I remember the days (Days)/I used to stay up late/Waitin’ on Santa to bless the hood (Yeah) in the poetical “It’s Christmas.” To be a child again is to make poor choices that seem great later.

“Ting a Ling a Jingle” is a jolly 1950s lullaby about a child who won’t sleep. Frank Luther introduced it as a big band frolic. Concurrently The Marlin Sisters lead us into a corrido effect. While at the same time The Ames Brothers (with Marty Manning & his Orchestra) butch it up to much the same effect. Imma stay with Junior Walsh, who countrified this number so hard it’s dad gum Celtic Old Country is what it is.

Cruel Buddhist, M.Du, Cocoonics DJ the lofi of “Didn’t Sleep Last Night” into a hypnotic cacophony of dreamtime. I’M UP!

SFG Music presents their “Christmas Dream” as high altitude spirituality. Smells like AI pop.

The hoedown version of this pablum would be Mike Manuel’s “Christmas Dream.” Family, Jesus, and love. Put a bow on that dream.

The Christmas Jug Band have a dream about being There, i mean–you know: THERE! The MANGER! Great honky tonk for “Rockin’ the Nativity Scene.”

Tiffany(SNSD) has her own “Christmas Dream.” but it’s underage prurience. We can dance until we die. Go, dream, go.

Mark and James holler (rap?) about “The Girl of My Dreams” to Santa. Pretty shallow dreaming, bruh.

And Christmas Day… after all that hullabaloo… it’s time to SLEEP!

Bathing Stirrups admits “I Slept Through Christmas Day.” Off key indie actually is spot on for this narcoleptic garage apology.

“All I Want for Christmas is a Nap” is retro pop from Matt Aaron, whining and moaning about the burden that is The Holidays. Danceable, and yet pitiful.

Shark Uppercut is always welcome on the blog, and “Five Past Turkey” sums up the feelings we all know: Tryptophane the light fantastic, you know. Electrono-rap.