When I was a kid trying to work out my skillset, I stole paint cans from dads garage and practised a few throwies round the back of the house and realised it wasn't for me. Then I tried singing and got told to shut the fuck up. So then I was like, I'm gonna be one of those smooth ass female MC's, kinda like Jean Grae when she used to rap with the Herbaliser. So then I learn all of Ladybug's lyrics from this album in attempt to find my flow. What a joke that was.
Moral of this story is that I have no skillset.
The end.
*BONUS* A funky little samples list for all you fiends out there
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blowout_Comb
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