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Soyouhave a reputationforfeellikeyoustruggling, thoughthroughyouknow, I'vebeendoingthisnow, manyfor a long, longtime.
90 Supposedtobetheguru, right?
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Butyouknowwhat?
Youputthosecitymilesonyou.
Eventuallythecarstartstobreakdown a littlebit.
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Well, thereare a lotofmusicbloggersthatwerelike, Oh, myGod, that's such a randompairing.
Butmyguessisyouwerenotoneofthem.
Doyousee a connectionbetweenpop, punkandrap?
Oh, yeah.
No, no.
I'lltellyouwhy.
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