Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Monday night, I picked my friend up at the Memphis International Airport. I haven't been there in quite a few years, so I forgot how shitty it is. As I was sitting there, I saw motherfuckers cleaning, a lot of motherfuckers cleaning, but I couldn't shake the feeling of it being "dingy" there.

Being in Memphis reminded me of Cities Aviv. He's a rapper from Memphis, the only one that I know. I saw him open at the High Tone Cafe last year for Inspecktah Deck and Masta Killa. He's not the best, but pretty good. Check it.

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