That track where chino raps about his daughter having cancer shits on all these tracks..

In the 1980's i interned at american recordings. Every week i'd get a binder of radio station phone numbers and in turn would call and request some song i never heard. It wasnt limited to any particular genre. Now a days we just pay pal an anonymous contribution to the main stations and they spin whoever has an album dropping. Does matter how garbage the artist is

Way to pay your respect by capitalizing off a dead man! Hope diddy cakes off this

We know what prodigy was doing in there..