Cac Band The Eagles Have surpassed MJ for best selling album of all time in US.....

[darryl]

Brehs were really in here trying to correlate not catching any Eagles songs to race.

If you had a radio and listened to more than one or two specialized stations, you probably heard of and came across something Eagles.

I hate the band too. But they did and still do numbers.

You dont hate the band. Otherwise you wouldn't be capping for them in here. Foh nikka

 

[GoFlipAPack]

I never heard a single song by them. Tariq was talking about this yesterday regarding Post Malone passing MJ up in number of weeks on the charts. White people hate being in second place to a black man.

Post passing Mike doesnt mean shyt cuz he could never compare to Mike in any way!

 

[Dr. Narcisse]

This has gotta be their best song, IMO -



A lot of their shyt has the same vibe, where the sound and perspective aren't distinctively different from song-to-song, but this joint, while a deviation from how they were perceived, managed to capture their sound on a grander scale. Especially the lyrics:

"I've been searching for the daughter of the devil himself
I've been searching for an angel in white
I've been waiting for a woman who's a little of both
And I can feel her but she's nowhere in sight".

The dude that wrote the majority of their material also said this was his favourite of all their songs.

This my 2nd favorite
He was a poor boy, raised in a small family
He kinda had a cravin' for somethin' no one else could see
They say that he was crazy
The kind that no lady should meet
He ran out to the city and wandered around in the street
He wants to dance, oh yeah
He wants to sing, oh yeah
He wants to see the lights a flashin' and listen
To the thundering
He saw it in a window
The mark of a new kind of man
He kinda liked the feeling, so shiny and smooth in his hand
He took it to the country and practiced for days without rest
And then one day he felt it
He knew he could stand with the best
They got respect, oh yeah
He wants the same, oh yeah
And it's a certain kind of fool that
Likes to hear the sound of his own name
Oo...
A poster on a storefront, the picture of a wanted man
He had a reputation spreading like fire through the land
It wasn't for the money, at least it didn't start that way
It wasn't for the runnin', but now he's runnin' every day.