yeah, the flow and all that. I do not claim to be any kind of expert on hip hop history after watching a few documentaries but I know what I like when I hear it; here, it’s the attack,the delivery, the sparseness, brutality, harshness of the beat, drum machine pulverising like gunfire, grabbing the ears, commanding your attention. Philadelphia son Schooly D’s on the ground account of thug street life is seen as the prototype for the ‘gangsta’ rap phenomenon of the late 80’s to mid 90’s for better or worse.
* Yeah, you really are stretching your credibility (!) here, posing as a slam jazz haiku poet who knows the score? Please, spare us the pseudo role-play and get back to what you’re good at, son (see what I did there? well, of course you did smart alec.) Over thinking or under-thinking? Forget that thought, just get out there and dance for the love of Jaysus. oh and there was some kind of theme I was gonna run with…ah, here it is…something clever, blah, something else clever, friday.