What We're Hearing

The way I make the crowd go wild, sit back relax won't smile
Rae got it goin on pal, call me the rap assassinator
Rhymes rugged and built like Schwarzenegger
And I'ma get mad deep like a threat, blow up your project
Then take all your assets
Cause I came to shake the frame in half
With the thoughts that bomb, shit like math!
So if ya wanna try to flip go flip on the next man
Cause I grab the clip and
Hit ya with sixteen shots and more I got
Goin to war with the meltin pot hot

Footnote 3: Only Built 4 Cuban Links

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Footnote 2, Part 2: Only Built 4 Cuban Links

Picturing the samples.

Three Themes in re: OB4CL

1.) Secret knowledge -- "infinite mind"

2.) "Slang rap democracy."

3.) Materiality of language, sound, story telling.

Footnote 2, Part 1: Only Built 4 Cuban Links

We're working on what each cut looks like. We'll keep posting.









In the mean time, go here for the tunes.

Footnote 1: Only Built 4 Cuban Links

Trying to put the pieces all out in front of us to see.

Next Step

I live once though, the mind stays infinite
Travel in the church, nine planets, in my midst
While I carry, to earn a decent salary
Soon get married, raise a family, but the plan'll be
real great, to sit up in the loft, count stacks and max

Starting Place

Ya got guns, got guns too, what up son, do
you wanna battle for cash and see who Sun too?
I probably wax, tax, smack rap niggaz who fax
niggaz lyrics is wack nigga
Can't stand unofficial, wet tissue, blank bustin Scud missles
You rollin like Trump, you get your meat lumped
For real, it's just slang rap democracy