Former 90’s member of the crew Natural Elements, Ka is a b-boy, hooded stalker on the street writing rhymes like a reporter telling stories, only subtle. His voice is a stand up bass that whispers ill plots laced with internal rhymes and at first glance, over looked punch lines. Ka creeps on beats like stick up kids in the night, “as free as it seems/ but this shit is a hood prison/ so we sold that poison like Bivins,” he spits on …
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