I got a wild hair to resurrect old beats that I've had sitting on old hard drives for a long time and started trying to gather them onto my phone to evaluate if i can write to them or just put them on a beat tape or what, and i realized a folder of what i considered "old beats" last time i did this…
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The problem is my ideas machine broken. I don't know what to rhyme about on them anymore. Half of them are upbeat and just want a 1991 Chubb Rock approach, and half of them are sad and serious and want me to unearth trauma or address injustices. And both of those are hard work!
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