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I first heard G Perico come up in a conversation about Action Bronson. Years later, I still say they’re both innocent: Bam Bam didn’t bite Ghostface any more than G Perico is doing an Eazy-E impression. Both comparisons are inevitable,…
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Copywrite – “Turn the Page” ft. Slug
Whenever Copywrite pops back up, it’s always interesting. Pete Nelson has been having one wild-ass ride through adulthood over the past…well, it’s been a long time. As we lurch into the flames & bloodshed of Summer 2024, he’s out running…
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LNDN DRGS – “Heathrow Bound”
Los Angeles is a weird fucking country. When Roman Polanski was making Chinatown, he spent his weekends filming orgies at his house, entertaining a steady stream of seekers, dreamers, dealers, fixers, hustlers & pimps. Worst of all, of course, were…
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Ghostface Killah – “Set The Tone (Guns & Roses)”
Pretty Toney is a wizard of pure chaos. He’s given the game some of the finest LPs we will ever study, but even them classics were full of curveballs. It’s hard to make a case that his catalog is all…
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NF – “MOTTO”
When Lou Mackey sent me this video, I assumed that was a recommendation. As it turns out, he was actually asking me to stop for a moment so that he could use my boots & pantslegs to scrape some dogshit…
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Nickelus F – “Tectonics”
I’m old enough to remember when Nickelus F lost that battle to Shellz. He was a teenage wunderkind Unsigned Hype, way back when my people (Rural-Cracker Americans) were still taking The Source seriously enough to steal copies off the magazine…
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Cookin Soul & Raz Fresco – “Snakes & Ladders”
Cookin Soul is a dependable brand born from a long, weird story. Originally a Blog Era duo devoted to cornball novelty mashup mixtapes, these days it’s a one man band delivering nothing but soulfood-ass beats. In a business where consistency…
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Lil Uzi Vert – “Pink Tape”
I was told by a cool dozen of my Online Rap Friends™ that I should check out the new Lil Uzi Vert LP. An admirably bold stance to take, considering how fucking stupid you sound simply saying his name. I…
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Jump Back & Kiss Myself
For awhile there, we had a great run. Real Yeti Rap was a reliable, respected resource for pure petrochemical grade slander. In an underground every bit as boring as the music industry success stories they resent, there are endless targets in perpetual…