Wump

Real classic funk from the uptown is on milk cartons for the second decade. 

Gone are the days of the bashful poet tapping his chin to monotone while staring past souls of yester year. 

New school flamengos are off balance and wrong. Prepared to trade it all to look that bit better in others eyes. 
Old school cats are gone. Hard working helpers, null and void, erradicated and unjust. Give me life, take from me style.