My bad, I didn’t mean to ignore this blog for a full week. I’m really trying to be better about updating this consistently. But I caught a cold last week and have been hopped up on drugs most of the time. Also, I couldn’t get myself to just aggregate content like I’d intended. It felt too cheap and lord knows I don’t need to be selling myself out for not-money on my own free time. I do that plenty at work already.
Despite my sickly state, I have been digging up more San Diego raps, thanks to some Twitter stalking. Blame One leaked out tweeted these four joints sometime recently.
Blame One “RIP” “As The World Turns” [prod. Rip One]
“RIP,” which might actually be named Actually IS named “As The World Turns,” sees Blame talking shit on wack new emcees, always connecting it with his sense of esoteric spiritualism.
Blame One “Small Town Cops” [prod. Exile]
Exile chops up some ill Mafia-esque strings. Blame recounts how his esoteric spiritualism got him in trouble with the 5-0.
Blame One “Touches Me” [prod. Exile]
Music is awesome. And music is a woman.
Blame One “The Chor Boogie” [prod. Fred Fades]
Blame spits an ode to a dear friend for the purposes of a documentary on said friend, who painted this hotel room.
who made the beats for these tracks?
ill stuff indeed.
I just updated the post with production credits, courtesy of Blame.