hippidyhop
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it reminds me of....
sitting in a friend's apartment, off of 6th Ave., listening to the souls of mischief and drinking bottles of grolsch that were stolen the night before. his walkway was lined with broken skateboards, like the Pied Piper, they led the drunk and stoned to his doorway.
sitting on my porch in armory park listening to de la's Stone Age watching the paint dry across the street at the laundromat.
biking along the hot summer streets of tucson on my '67 red schwinn cruiser with big head phones on. it was always time for goodie mob.
slices of pizza at brooklyn pizza and DJ Shadow.
thrifting at value village on 4th avenue bumping to del.
monday nights, hip hop night, at the place that used to have an underground bar. always, wu-tang.
late, late night tater tots at the grill and gang starr, No Shame In My Game.
it reminds me of....
sitting in a friend's apartment, off of 6th Ave., listening to the souls of mischief and drinking bottles of grolsch that were stolen the night before. his walkway was lined with broken skateboards, like the Pied Piper, they led the drunk and stoned to his doorway.
sitting on my porch in armory park listening to de la's Stone Age watching the paint dry across the street at the laundromat.
biking along the hot summer streets of tucson on my '67 red schwinn cruiser with big head phones on. it was always time for goodie mob.
slices of pizza at brooklyn pizza and DJ Shadow.
thrifting at value village on 4th avenue bumping to del.
monday nights, hip hop night, at the place that used to have an underground bar. always, wu-tang.
late, late night tater tots at the grill and gang starr, No Shame In My Game.