Friday, March 31, 2017

To the hip-hop heads in their golden years...

This song touches my soul, no matter when I hear it.
I wasn't and wouldn't be hard enough to live as an MC in this era.
I'm just real.
Pete Rock, love.
CL Smooth, thank you.

Young'ns, write down these bars.
And producer young'ns, catch the beat and vibe.

And stop trapping each other.

This is how we got enslaved in Africa to begin with.

I'm out.
For now.

~follow the buzzards~

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