Pimp Rekker is a stone cold mack.
Attention to all the hardcore playaz out there, time to pull out the Italian leather boots, the nice ones, with the rhinestones in the heel. ´cause you gotta get ready to move it to the groove that´s gonna make you lose it. From another dimension and out of this world, this is none other than San Francisco´s Pimp Rekker; a soulful, funky mess that´ll feed your mind and fatten your behind. Funk guitar and breaking beats kick in the door and bring the house to its feet. Strategic scratches and synth–driven melodies follow up to secure the mood. This is the thick stuff, with bass that bumps and retro style that jumps way ahead to 2000. Whoa! Wait a minute, you better check to see where your baby´s at before you let the needle feel this piece–a wax. This shit´s no joke. This is rollin´ over the hood of a cop car, landin´ on your feet, grabbin´ your piece around the waist and heading up the fire escape. Smooth and cool.
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