“Neva Eva” – Trillville
In a nightmare I had (because I ate a slice of pizza too late that evening) my parents (70-something and 80-something) have had their 1996 Buick Skylark converted into a low-rider. Trillville’s “Neva Eva” is what they listen to as they bounce their way down the street on their way to mom’s next chiropractic appointment.
Seriously, if I feel the need for hard core rap, I’ll bust out The Chronic.
There’s nothing here (they do yell “Neva eva” a lot though).
(First posted on Mark Is Cranky)