with machine gun rap techniques, industrial/pscyh production that seems to come out of nowhere and a surreal, clever, sharp sense of humor, lakutis and DVS blast out of the frozen winter streets of washington heights with this killer track. coming in at a concise 2:40, this track presents you with a deadly set of bars from each MC and then goes its own way. a sound so unexpected that i'm still trying to get my head around it. from lakutis' record 'three seashells', out now on greedhead records.
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