Maybe it's the sample, a mercurial sped-up marimba melody from a Billy Cobham jazz-fusion song. Or maybe it's the familiar boom-bap beat, or the warm, wistful bassline, or the fact that this prophetic posse-cut features four precocious Oakland teenagers spectacularly out-rapping each other in punchy, slang-splattered verses. Or maybe it's the message — "This is how we chill" — and the way the chillness of the track and the subject matter contrast so sharply with the hyperactivity of the rhyming. Or maybe it was that rap music from Northern California had never sounded... More >>>