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Big Ghost’s Week 2 Rant.:

Ayo whattup…you back in the presence of the Mighty Hands of Zeus nahmean. Ayo son…the shit is gettin hectic up in my spot rite now namsayin. I was peepin this joint off the ipod that the dragon left on my balcony n shit…n this shit is gettin to a whole nother level b. Muthafuckas is elevatin mindstates rite now n doin some intellectual shit rite here son. This is some gettin to the heart of the matters types of shit rite here nahmean. I been absorbin this shit like a sponge yo. Not like the sponges that you be usin to wash dishes or scrub old people wit but like the kinds you find in oceans n shit namsayin. Im seein shit at the bottom of the oceans that I aint  never seen before namsayin. Im feelin like the Zshock Koostow of this shit rite here b. Im havin visions of pyramids wit seven thousand exotic virgins nestled upon thine steps n shit par. I feel like Im walkin in the presence of Moses son. Except its like Moses is speakin thru the homie Nipsey Hussle or some shit my nigga. Son is spittin that Apocalyptic shit yo…like he jus galloped thru the tundra on a white polar bear to deliver his scriptures b. Niggas is out here standin on frozen blankets of thin ice namsayin…n here come Nipsey ridin on the back of a polar bear holdin two stone tablets n he got on his little snow goggles n he rockin the tennis racket joints on his feet n shit. Word is bond. And when he spit the bars its like he magnetically pullin niggas off the thin ice n bringin em to the hard surface n whatever whatever…the icebergs n shit of that nature. So niggas is like cool. We chillin over here now…n then son who be soundin mad familiar to me now comes in wit the hook…n its like “aight now we gon test yall niggas parkas n shit. Do yall niggas got the kinda parkas that can withstand these types of temperatures yo?” nahmean… Like muthafuckas pull yall off the ice jus so they can blow that cold wind on you b. Like “ayo we got you off the ice now you gon feel these chills n shit yo”…that Obama on a million dollar bill shit. This is not a test son. This is the actual actual shit now. Ayo son… muthafuckas is gon give you the poison jus so they can sell you the antidote b. This is warfare out here wit invisible enemies namsayin. We slaves to the machine son. Is yall equipped or yall jus gon let the forces that be put they little strings on ya arms n legs n make yall dance for the little crumbs that they throwin in ya mouths n shit? Like yall some hoes strippin to pay yall tuition n some bum niggas is makin it hail wit they little nickels n dimes up in that muthafucka. How we gon eat? Its too late for us b. Save the kids son. We doin this for the seeds. - Big Ghost

The artwork, “American Chariot,” for the week 2 track is yet another piece by the ever-talented Sam Spratt.

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I hate to say I told you so…

Damn, Sam.

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Me and Sosupersam are co-DJing tonight 12am - 2am at Beauty and Essex in LES.

You should go if you’re in the area!