Alright alright alriiiiiiiiiiiiiight, you know what time it is. The mic is on, the turntable is spinning, the hype man has a towel on his shoulder and you just got handled a water bottle. It’s time for some serious fucking rhymes, son. In episode 9 of Deez Rhymes, we rock your dome with two dozen beats good enough to play during a blunt session that would make a Rasta blush. Pour one out and light one up, we got the party soundtracked.
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