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two separate letters.
dear pusha t: quit being swayed and trying to cater to tyler’s crowd. keep the coke raps coming and do your own thing. there’s no need for you to rock high athletic socks, vans and baseball shirts with 3/4 sleeves.
dear tyler, the creator: keep your dumb, pseudo anarchist pop rap shit out of my favorite artists’ music. granted, i can’t stop em from collaborating with you – but less baseball bats destroying mirrors, more piles of baking soda emulating cocaine.
sigh. re-up gang > wolf gang.
-grizzly