South Central Lyrics

“We just do what we feel like,” said Rob as he marched off stage and straight past me after a sold out and heaving La Machine du Moulin Rouge in Paris. I run up the stairs and round the corner to find him in the green room necking a bottle of vodka while people fight for his attention. Keith walks in behind me to an onslaught of high-fives, affirming salutes, bottles of champagne popping all over the place. I need to do my interview before things get too messy. I drag them into the dressing room, they sit down and peer through their trademark hoods, I catch a glimpse of what’s beneath…“We just do what we feel like, whenever we’re in the studio or on the stage, fuck it.” Since they started making music together in 2006 these guys have been f... read more