“Yo, hacky sack liberal college rap, we don’t f__ w/ that…” should be bold text on a welcome mat with this album cover on it. Stacking Chips is hard head car music that salutes the influence of 90’s Queens rap, with juicy hooks and incredible guest verses from emcees who have felt like a question, been known for their outrageous talent but only on a thimble of space they clawed and fought to expand, people like: SolarFive, Defcee, ShrapKnel, Milc, even the great SKECH185. Jason Griff had to produce this album. The Look Over Your Shoulder beat would make Havoc go screwface. Milc and Zilla leave the microphone forged into a new design by the end of Frisbees. My favorite songs are poetic And 1 mixtape free from flows (Belly, Nine Fifteen) dope rhymes over dope beats where Zilla just goes and chases a night much younger than he is, engraves Uncle Pat’s name on the last pew. Griff feeds him tidal waves of bass he laces for activation. The mission is clear.
Don’t wait… the DOOM lecture might be more important than the relationship. No time for unintentional elements, C $ Burns mixed this so you could feel these beats in your teeth. Zilla Rocca is right. The past is a statement and the future a question. What always bothers me is that we lose track of the statement’s history as a question. Scorcese Lorde Jones is known as Insubordinate Records generalissimo, selling so much merchandise people who didn’t know the music were wearing it. That’s the statement, the rap machine who put verses all over Indie Hip Hops best albums and made everyone he worked with better. Everyone involved in making this album carries Scorcese with them, reminding them to yell at the post office if they mess up mail orders. To love and protect your community , I wish Scorcese could hear the song Frank Castle. Zilla unloads all his thoughts tidy and untidy. The time is now to be real. The time now to rap your face off or pay those that do. Welcome to South Philly! Don’t get too attached to your car.
