Ps3 Rap Free -

It got twelve thousand plays in a week. Then fifty thousand. A small label reached out. Then a documentary crew.

“They said the Cell processor was too hard to crack / but my future’s like this console—ain’t no turning back / three hundred and eighty Gigaflops of pain / every time I spit, I’m loading a new terrain.” ps3 rap

They spoke for seven hours. The brother—a guy named Devon—explained that M was short for “Marquis.” A fifteen-year-old rap prodigy in Atlanta. Saved up for a PS3 because his family couldn’t afford a computer. Recorded everything through the console’s audio input, using a busted karaoke mic. He died of leukemia on January 3, 2010. The family sold the PS3 at a pawn shop to cover the funeral balance. It got twelve thousand plays in a week

"Yo, listen up, I got a story to tell 'Bout a console that's oh so swell It's the PS3, the king of the game With graphics so sick, it's got the whole industry in flames Then a documentary crew