This beat-tape is stacked. Like, Dirk Diggler stacked. Kinda like those Fuzzoscope/Allied Forces Press compilation tapes, it’s loaded with under-the-radar producers who fucks with samplers the way I fucks with dice: HEAVY and daily.
So, without delving into each track and repackaging a description of a pretty simple, yet hard to pull off format (i.e. “beat-shit”, as it were), I’m just going to leave it at this: get sprung on this winter chicken.
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