Nhạc sĩ: Gary Grice
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It was the summer of 77. New York was just recovering from the riots due to the blackout.Hip-hop was young and growing rapidly.It was during that time when my father would often make journeys across the waters,from Shaolin on his way to the place where many say this art form started.The ferry, or the boat as most called it, was a floating forum for talent,especially emcees who would often battle while en route to the city.It was on the boat where he would sharpen his sword on neighborhood emceespreparing for the battles that were soon to come.
