Super Bowl edition. The sound of 11 homeboys putting taped digits to the dirt, hearts in their throat. (Does anyone still tape fingers — what decade is this?) Another great game this year.
Not to get all Star-Spangled-Banner on the post, and I certainly consider myself a World citizen, but if the Chrysler commercial regarding Detroit didn’t get to you, then you might not be an American and you sure as hubcap aren’t hip hop.
Performed by ipoet. Music produced by Diaz from Hungary. Don’t sleep. Site’s hardest song of the year so far.
Today’s leatherheaded audio here:Toothless Grin