If and I stress if, a hip hop album sounded like a dark metropolis, a flow of reverberated beats overlapping with their echoes on dreamy-noisy soundscapes floating over a virulent underlying melancholy that might appeal even to those not familiar with the hip hop world, but who prefer to lose themselves in the fog with ambient shoegaze albums under their arms, among silhouettes lost in humidity and smog, amidst elastic rhythms that converse with confused spectral clangs spat by a nocturnal metropolis reflecting on the black wet asphalt?
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