I’m Bad… (circa 1987)

When hip hop grows up (Alfonso and I), we give it to our kids, pass it on like a golden gem wrapped in rhythm and lyrics those kids polish and shine every chance they get. I walked in on those guys huddled up in the corner in front of the computer, reciting rhymes, bobbing their heads back and forth.

Ahhh… (hold for two bars)…I’m bad… (insert old school beat)

“Nobody can rap quite like I can / I take a muscle bound man and put his face in the sand…” (Mason reciting old school LL Cool J lyrics with a swift finesse–dramatic hand gestures included)

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