Everybody, come to the stage please because we got the Loop Troop from Sweden. There's a jam jumpin' off the loop, troopers headlinin', I'm polishin' my rhymin' so I can be shinin' on stage. I do impress the party people in the place, MC's tryin' to get theirs but I catch em off guard with awkward rhyme styles on the spot. Some kids in the crowd got toy guns, lickin' up shots and what not. Ayo, the ladies lookin' nice, fly hair, fresh gear, attitudes not stuck up. I gots to pick up all your writers in the lobby, watchin' the chicks in cream flicks while head noddin'. No entrance allowed for posers, frauds and liars. All I ever wanted was my name on flyers. So now we on posters and flyers all city. The program contents open mic and love graffiti as we promote our own shows with pocket money. We never intend to make any profit of it, although it's funny and appreciated. Cause for months you've been waitin' for jams to pop up and see Loop Troop on stage again. Breakbeats are played so b-boys are makin' cyphers. Black books are exposed and shown by the writers. Turntables in the back so DJs cut it and up. Then be sure the cops will come and try to break the jam up. But they can't do anything to stop hip-hop, the science. As long as Loop Troop's the headline on the flyer. What is record business about generally? Sign here with self-remillion of your new CD. No thanks, I'd rather stick to wax cabinet demos. With my Loop Troop crew, supreme MV and promo. Made for the peeps who understand the rap creation. We now on a airplay at Nowak radio station. We just plug ourselves in to the fat amplifier. And setting up jams and start passing out flyers. To friends and family, graffiti freaks and MCs. Come down to Westeros and see the 360s. Rock the turntables, the microphones all together. Can we do this at TV shows on Sundays? Cause all them game shows is just game. *** them, I don't want that fame. I want my name on flyers, real hip-hop, b-boy style. Let me take y'all back to 89 for a while. MCs flipping back to back rhymes, DJs doing back clutch. Writers doing back jumps, b-boys doing back spins. Toys taking back seats like a taxi. And now it's the 90s, seems like it's all reversed. Then the promo emerged from the ashes like a phoenix bird. And if you're digging this, turn the volume up a notch higher. Cause all I ever wanted was my name on flyers. All I ever wanted was my name on flyers. All I ever wanted was my name on flyers. Feeling useless? Think you have nothing to offer? Were you voted least likely to succeed? Then you're just the person we're looking for. Vesta Rose is the place for you! Welcome to Vesta Rose.