Remember when URB reviewed every damn song under the sun? Surely you recall the days when you went to this thing called a newsstand and read every little blurb then put it back on the shelf without paying for it (you cheap raver mutherfuckers, go hug a tree with your glowstix taped to your asscheeks). I kid, URB is trying to save the planet but nothing can save the world of print media (tears streaming, thanks a lot God, or as he is now commonly referred to, Jobs-Gates)

If you’re like me, you’ve grown to rely on this delightful monstrosity known as the Internet. Having bump-able mp3s on your daily travels is a must. Nothing is worse than a half-assed playlist, so here’s a trio for all you Trill O.G.’s (ahem, I’m as big a proponent of the Bun Beater as …