In the words of Zilla Rocca, you need more suicide goth pimp rap in your life.
The BLK HRTS also dropped a new mixtape a few weeks ago. I planned on reviewing it about eight days in a row, but I find it tough to listen to when it’s 70 degrees out. Provided it’s still frigid wherever you lurk, I recommend that you download it, add it onto our Winter Mixtape, and call up a loved one and tell them how much you hate them.
Tracks below the jump.
