FLoW FLeX: FLYING HIGH AGAIN

"I pull out my porro raro and spark that shit; fuck it all I am getting high, then possibly killing myself. The stranger the better / who shakes their butts like hoodoo / enchanted show girls doing what they shouldn't do crying and crying like cooing moons calling 'drink me like mimosas Mary daddy lick-lollypop'/ Super-suggestive, implications; creepy;sexy?! all inky tats and razorblade ouchies. My mouth bleeds, and bleeds and bleeds."

"Yuh, yea, yuh, ya pfrrrrrrr—

This album the realest shit to come out of the game this decade nigga. The album is so good, whenever you hear anything, other than this, you’ll fucking shoot yourself on the spot!

This album is so good you’ll become addicted to it—even more than your myriad of drug addictions. You’ll build up a resilience—a rel—*UGH*—a reliance to this album—you can’t—he—live without it... with—with... ... without it anymore.

Then, when we take it away from ya’ll punk ass white boys, ya’ll shoot yourselves, because you can’t listen to the fire of this album nigga. (*Laughing*) We’ll—we’ll be the biggest mass murders of all time and shit nigga.

Killing dumbass white boys, with this album. (*Laughing*) By blowing their heads off with the complexity and nuance of the lyrics. This album is literally the reincarnation of my nigga, Kimbo Slice. This album was made in one fucking hour and it’s still gonna be the best shit you ever heard! (*Laughing*)

Y’know why? Because during the making of this album, 2pac rose from his grave and came to us, he told everything about how to make a bomb. (*Laughing*) A-After that, he started spitting some flames, right off the top of his head. We recorded him instantly, and, got some fire ass bars for our hot ass mixtape.

Y’know, an album gotta be good if a nigga literally came back to life from the dead because of it. So what the fuck are you waiting for nigga? Start listening to this fucking bomb. (*Prolonged Laughing*) RIGHT NOW! (*Laughing*) Your weak mind will be blown down, blown the fuck away... (*Laughing*)

Just play that shit dawg. (*Laughing*)

Until they delete all music.

Also emerging during this period was downtown New York's no wave movement, a short-lived art, and music scene that began in part as a reaction against punk's recycling of traditionalist rock tropes and often reflected an abrasive, confrontational and nihilistic worldview.

“Nihilism took over [...] We sang 'It doesn't matter if we all die' and that is exactly what we thought at the time.”

(TOO COOL 3 / Pata-NO UNLTD)

"¡Por fortuna, para consolarse de todo aquello, nos queda el adulterio!, ¡el tabaco de Maryland! y el papel español por cigaritos."

(PETRUS BOREL)

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