If ever there was a place I could sit on an alley-scored couch and listen to some dude screw and chop old Mad Lion singles while we got high, that would be a great place. The "New York" b-side is a little bit better of a song than "Carpenter", but damn, the greatest thing about ragga in the early to mid '90s was how goddamned ridiculously catchy the hooks could be, like in "Carpenter".
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