The Singles Club with Mish Way: Breakbeast by Babeo Baggins Music Video Premiere!

Like a modern day Spice Girls (but with a clearer feminist vision and DIY roots), Barf Troop is a project I can really get behind. Not only do these girls rap fearlessly, but they are pushing the boundaries of how mainstream music can exist in subcultural means.

“Barf Troop is all about girl power, but not only that. Barf troop is for everyone who feels a little strange, or nerdy, for anyone who has weird ideas and stays up late watching too many weird movies and downloading too much underground music. Barf troop is for EVERYONE who stands up for themselves and are proud to be who they are–no matter who they are.”


Our final States of Independence Tumblr of the Day pick is net-based all-girl rap collective Barf Troop. Watch the music vid for Barf Troop member Babeo Baggins’ track Breakbeast above, and listen to more from the gang (Babenstein, Baberella Fox, Babe Field and Justin Baber) here.

Catch up on all six weeks-worth of States of Independence guest edits over on Dazed.


hella hella hella into this. wish i could be on their level

Breakbeast Lyrics

Lyrical physics // breaking bad on you bitches // cooking up some dope tracks in the kitchen // so my bars should be illegal // more addicted than some crack rock // 5 times more lethal // sell me on the corner // to your brother, to your mailman // to your teachers, to your local leaders // I am tasty sweet and satisfying // you call me the grand slam // have me with your breakfest to get a good start on your day // if you’re trying to me raw you gotta start the rawest way // pour me in a glass // mix me with your oj // to cut the taste of realness if you’re new to such a bitter taste // bitter taste from the tears of all these fallen fellas // who get they feelings hurt when my flow smoother than some butter // whipped up at a rapid pace like fresh whip cream // dripping with some sassiness like syrup from a tree // i am your daily serving of girl power with a bow // i am here to take your order // would you like that to go? // on some skates with a wink // so i can give you a show? // how about no // how about you get in where you fit in like some sealant in a crack // how about you seal your fucking mouth when you spitting on a track // you need a nap and a snack // and i’ll tuck you right in with the rest of these bitches who try to sleep on me // sleep tight hope the jealous bed bug don’t bite // you coutin sheep // when you should be countin pennies // when you look more broke than some dollarstore panties // off brand soda and a half of a mcdouble // you in trouble cause they put ice in your water // and you can’t afford the tax // you countin nickles // yeah you countin dimes // soon you’ll have a dollar then maybe you can holla at me // but until then shut your mouth and know your place // cause barf troop is the gang // kill your ass without a trace

It’s all me, stayed true, that’s all me

Well i’m incredible // I eat these niggas like they edibles // cooked up with the og kush // yeah I got that medical // dr.doo little or much // pushin buttons // think you stuntin // take off running when you get caught up // naw you stay here // the devil comes to play here // have you prayin like you should’ve when you knelt down on sunday // jesus got your back // but i got you by the balls// got your jaw on the wall like the swat team has been called // pulled up in the hummer // all black with the windows tinted // screaming out the window // watch out women and children // cause you came to play // but me i came to kill // bars sharper than the boner of the man of steel // lyricism stickier than some spiderman semen // yeah i weave a web that you’d be lucky to get caught in // and i am venom with a sinister smile // got a laugh more infectious than some boomer bile // hit you harder than a tank coming round the corner // leave you crying like a witch in the shadows where you slumber // yeah i’m goofy // keep it silly like i’m pre-school // yeah i’ll eat the pussy like some cookies if you supply the milk // grade A double d’s // gotta get it raw for the taste // you better blue scadoo to a new and better place // hold up blue blue give these niggas a clue // cause the mail is here and the rent check is over due