Saturday, March 6, 2010

maybe the hokey pokey isn't what it's all about...

but popin and lockin is. maybe? i think so.

ahhh. what is it about a deliciously funky hip-hop beat that gets a b-boy to bop and wiggle as he crosses his feet? or her feet? with fuzzy white boots on. gettin her groove on. movin to a beat cuz i got the roots on.

dag. what a night.

big ups, palm slaps and nuckle bumps to all the b-boys and b-girls that came out last night. sometimes I get burnt out, fried out, and forget what it's all about, but watchin you all movin on the floor reminds me what i do this for. thanks. really. thanks yall.

here's a jam by one of the most real skool rap acts around that sums friday night up better than I can.

b-boy - crown city rockers



and as an encore, here's raashan battling max, words vs. drums.




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