Hip hop is missing that new car smell….that burnt ganja, boom bap, grimy, gritty feeling like EPMD, Pete Rock, Boot Camp or Masta Ace would lay down back in the day…Those spectacular beats infused with lyrics of pure wit that would make you lose yourself…that whole era is gone, and while I understand what the new blood spit, it’s missing that magic and excitement that I used to feel deep in my soul….