Monday, May 23, 2011

Butterfly

This song completely ruined 2001 for me. There were plenty of "douche-rap" out there but this song made me notice it. This genre of music would go on to propel the tools of the world to astronomical heights. Tribal tattoos would adorn every roided out bicep. Their women would turn orange and get larger hoots. Train would release "Drops of Jupiter."

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