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Between the obtuse 808s, choppy snares, and crunchy claps that trademark the Surf Gang sound, Falion asks, “Who ‘gon meet me at the finish line?”
Throughout the past few years, Surf Gang has been championed by rap journalists as the dynamic rising supergroup to spearhead a new era of hip hop.
Still, even amidst these high expectations, the group has splintered, with some former members seemingly feeling disillusioned by the limelight.
Like Ricky Hil, who “PLS, No Limos” pays homage to, Harto Falion chooses a path away from the fool's gold that mainstream attention promises.
He’s dead set on artistic integrity – elevating his bars, flows, and melodies with every release.
Still, don’t be mistaken, this is far from old-head hip hop.
This is what the modern future of a sustainable rap career sounds like.
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Between the obtuse 808s, choppy snares, and crunchy claps that trademark the Surf Gang sound, Falion asks, “Who ‘gon meet me at the finish line?”
Throughout the past few years, Surf Gang has been championed by rap journalists as the dynamic rising supergroup to spearhead a new era of hip hop.
Still, even amidst these high expectations, the group has splintered, with some former members seemingly feeling disillusioned by the limelight.
Like Ricky Hil, who “PLS, No Limos” pays homage to, Harto Falion chooses a path away from the fool's gold that mainstream attention promises.
He’s dead set on artistic integrity – elevating his bars, flows, and melodies with every release.
Still, don’t be mistaken, this is far from old-head hip hop.
This is what the modern future of a sustainable rap career sounds like.
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