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Late night, watchin' Conan, oh, yo, hey, man, Atmosphere's performin', independent hip hop gettin' more exposure, more people are startin' to understand the culture, lovin' it and all the things that come with it, and finally can imagine rappin' as more than killin', platinum grills, and mackin', pop radio monopolized the market, different kinds of rap weren't able to strike the target, and good artists started gettin' demolished, but when hip hop got ripped off, it regenerated like starfish, but it's been said, that hip hop is dead, well, if that's the case, then you know what's next, 'cause what's dead they bury underground, and that's where we are, so if you wanna see it, then come around, but as the landscape changes direction, then like Common Sense's second record you'll see a resurrection, and who would have thought, that way back in '74, when hip hop was born, it would grow and go on for this long and evolve into an international phenomenon, a fan base that numbers in the high millions, people everywhere that hold it up, like the five pillars, lyricism, turntablism, graffiti art, break dancin', beat boxin', and all the CD's bought are a testament to what it's meant and gives back, so rap's future is eminent, but it can't just stand still like a statue, it's gotta keep movin' and build like the ants do, so that's where we all have to play our position, because we're the ones that make it and listen, we have to band together to keep this thing strong, 'cause I don't wanna see the day when it's gone, it's hip hop
UK rapper and composer Oscar reconnects with his youth on a sleek, diaristic LP influenced by ’90s hip-hop and '00s R&B. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 21, 2024