Locks, Braids, Twists, Dreads
Nick Carter, not to be confused with Nick Carter, meets Rick Rock!
In an interview with XXL a couple weeks ago, Murs (aka Making Underground Raw Shit, aka Making the Universe Recognize and Submit, aka Mainifesting Unique Rhyme Styles, etc.) noted his plans to reach out to various artists who many of his elitist fans since the Log Cabin days would look down upon. Fuck those cats. Two of the names that stuck out were Earl Steven’s son and Bay Area pioneering producer, Rick Rock.
Needless to say, I doubt this track will win over his hardcore fan base that never acknowledged how Murs always gave props to Master P for doing more for the community with his money than a lot of broke-ass so called “conscious rappers” could ever wish. But like I said, fuck ‘em. Murs still holds it down and continues to evolve.
Bonus addition mp3, inspired by Mad’s last post:
Equipto feat. Mike Marshall - My Dream
-Ninoy Brown