Arslani hosts a talk/variety show The Untitled Action Bronson Show, as well as his travel program Fuck, That's Delicious, on Viceland. His frequent collaborators Meyhem Lauren, The Alchemist, and formerly Big Body Bes are regulars on both of his television series. Mario Batali, Andrew Zimmern, Daniel Boulud, Rick Bayless, Grant Achatz, and others have been guests on his television series. In September 2017, Arslani published his first book, based on his travel show, a cookbook, also entitled Fuck, That's Delicious.
Arslani has also released several mixtapes, such as Rare Chandeliers (2012), with American hip-hop producer The Alchemist and Blue Chips 2 (2013) with longtime producer Party Supplies, before releasing his major label debut, an extended play (EP) titled Saaab Stories, with frequent collaborator Harry Fraud, in 2013. He released his major label debut album, Mr. Wonderful, on March 23, 2015.
Influences
Action Bronson cites as major influences fellow American rappers Kool G Rap, Nas, Cam'ron, Mobb Deep, UGK and the Wu-Tang Clan. Other artists include Michael Jackson, Carlos Santana, Queen as well as Albanian wedding singers.
Rapping style
Bronson frequently raps about food in his songs. He is also well known for his frequent, and often obscure, allusions to athletes and sports teams. Bronson's lyrics often make reference to sports in New York City but also touch on more obscure subjects such as professional wrestlers, bodybuilders, figure skating and sports betting.
Early in his career, Bronson gained recognition for lyrically and stylistically resembling fellow New York rapper Ghostface Killah of Wu-Tang Clan (with whom he collaborated, along with friend and fellow rapper Termanology, on a song called "Meteor Hammer", from the 2011 compilation album Legendary Weapons). Ghostface Killah himself has admitted to confusing Bronson's rapping for his own. In a 2011 interview with HipHopDX, Bronson was asked about how it was to be compared to the Wu-Tang rapper, and he responded with,
Yeah, I mean at the end of the day, it's all good because Ghostface Killah is one of the best rappers alive, so if I sound similar to the best rapper alive then that is fine. To me there is no comparison; he is a legend and I am a newcomer. If I would try and emulate with anyone it would be Kool G Rap, he is the person I look up to the most. I am not upset but at the end of the day I am my own person and no one can take that away from me.
Personal life
Bronson has two children with a former girlfriend. Bronson's current girlfriend gave birth to a son in November 2019.
During the COVID-19 pandemic in the United States, Bronson documented his weight loss journey using a combination of diet change and high-intensity interval training. To date he has lost 127 pounds (58 kg).
1 Train
Action Bronson Lyrics
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Tell my A$AP killers get they pistols ready
Send 'em to the cemetery with obituaries
Don't be scared nigga, is you ready?
I've been thinking 'bout all the O's in my bank account (What?)
X the hoes in my bed is 'round the same amount (What?)
Ever since this new star fame came about
Or ever since me and Drizzy started hangin' out
Transition to a Lamborghini from a Mustang
Drugs slang in the drug game with the hustling
(I know one thing) anything is better than that 1 train
Bag made of Goyard, cheffin' like I'm Boyar-
Dee, probably selling D in your local courtyard
Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la familia go hard
Down to my inlaws, they outlaws with no laws
We outlawed then I bogart, any pros that got 'proached at
With a toe-tag, get broke off, in the projects with a skateboard
I roll past and I blaze y'all like, "Doo Doo!" I hate y'all
When the beef cooked, I ate y'all like, "Mmm mmm," let's play ball
In a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold, I rhyme cold
My K hot, your 9 cold, that bark like K9 drone that banana clip
Straight from the rip, I'll make that shirt say RIP, I'm on some shit
If I'm not the hottest then Hell must've froze over
You thought it was safe then forgot what the code was
I carry traits of a traumatized soldier
Don't look in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya
Spine right out of place, give me dap like you 'posed ta
Darts at your posters, dark nights like this I metamorph like I'm 'posed ta
I might slice my wrist or pretend like a vulture and drop off this cliff
Barely even conscious, talking to my conscience
Gettin' deeper in these flows like conches
I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I drop prisons
Don't sell rocks seen the spectrum through the prisms
Somehow bypassed the bias and the -isms
The violence and the killin', so given
They seen my pigment and thought that was the ign'ance
Unfortunately I am not that type of niglet
But pass the pot let me skillet
Just got back to the block from a 6 o'clock with Jigga
And I'm thinkin' 'bout signin' to the Roc
But my niggas on the block still assigned to the rocks!
And I swear it hurt me soul I try to prevail
But when I preach it only hurt their sales
Like you're only gon' end up either dead or in jail
But you my nigga, wish you the best for real
When you mention my name amongst other white rappers
Or for that matter, any fuckin' rapper,
Fuck it painter, skater, musician, trailer park dirt ditch diggin'
Burger flippin', eat, sleep, shittin' human bein'
You would be in trouble to body double or couple me
To these others 'cause comparatively speakin'
My reach is beyond the bubble that they put me in
My vision's beyond the Hubble's I huddle with Nubians
New beginning again you in school at 10, late
Radioactive's goin' gold and so? Great!
Do I give a flying duck if I'm applyin'
Love to my rhymin' plus alignin' us?
Alabama's climbin' up, wait, no I don't give a flying duck
Nothing but a buckshot, chck-pow!
Motherfuck your life, pussy blood clot
Ain't never been no rapper this cold since 2Pac was froze
And thawed out for spot date at a Coachella show, Yelawolf!
Weed a different color like a hoodrat bra and panties
And my flow be overhead like pots and pans in pantries
Antsy 'cause I'm high like Michael Jackson penny loafers
Moonwalkin' on the sun, barefoot, with shades on
Bitch pussy smell like a penguin
Wouldn't hit that shit with my worst enemy's penis
Bitch when I say this I mean this, "Ho, I'm the meanest"
Dick so big, stretch from Earth to Venus
That molly got me nauseous, on shit, no off switch
Lawless, obnoxious, on that "suck my cock" shit
That is my synopsis, ostrich pot shit
Hoes on some God shit, stop it! You not this!
Novice, regardless, heartless and awkward
Cryin' tears of vodka prima donna at the concert
Adonis smokin' chronic 'bout to vomit gin and tonic
Just bein' honest, tell me, isn't that ironic?
Swiftly, I shift the Beamer 860
A heavy smoker so you know I brought the Blake with me
The moon's reflection off the lake hit me
You should've stayed with me
Now many Asian bitches lay with me
The face is silky like a tablecloth (uh)
My shorty gallop in the morning on the beach like a Chilean horse (uh)
Red roses drop on boxes very often (uh)
Confetti torture, drinking Henny like I'm Kenny Lofton (uh)
Outstandin'
I fixed the game between Georgia Southern and Grambling
You see us scrambling, selling Susan Sarandon (Sarandon)
The cloud of smoke like the phantom (uh)
Damn this shit tastes like fantastic
You see me comin' through in each state
Just so the lord could put the fork inside the cheesecake
Cuffed to my wrist I've got the briefcase
The gavel slam, I'm a free man, try not to eat ham (Big KRIT, shawty)
Spit like my last breath, casket rap, six deep
Eyes closed, the black is back, out come the 'Lac with flats
After that, bottles I can't pronounce, like, "How you ask for that?"
Why you ask for crack and all you had was scratch?
All I had was rap, when all they had was wack
All I wanted was love, all they had was dap
Fuck them haters and fuck them hoes and cherish your wins
The aftermath, ask LeBron, open palm slap a bitch
Walk the plank or break a bank, I've been in the business of sinkin' ships
Chokin' niggas out with the anchors that they anchor with
Resuscitations cost the label, I'm taxing if you want a hit
Clear, fuck your career, bitch, I was born here
Been a killer, '86er, nigga, that's my born year
Get the fuck from 'round here, that's just my country ways
Suckin' on your momma's titty, bitchin' while I was choppin' blade
Grippin' grain, fuckin' hoes, candy paint like Everglades
Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that shit up with my bass
I put that on my sub, how could you ever doubt me?
Most rappers hoping the world end so they won't have to drop another album
B.b. King saw the king in me, so why can't you?
In order to come up close, you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too
Muddy water flow, Dixie rebel past fuck your Louis flag
Popping benji tags on your wifey's ass
That's out of line, but in living color?
I'm more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers, a true artist
In “1 Train", Action Bronson raps about his success and the consequences that come with it. He mentions his bank account, the number of women he's been with, and the changes in his lifestyle since becoming famous. He also talks about his feelings of power and control, likening himself to a vigilante or a missionary. He urges his listeners to be prepared to face danger and to stand their ground in the face of adversity.
The other rappers featured on the track including Kendrick Lamar, Joey Bada$$, Yelawolf, Danny Brown, Big K.R.I.T., and more, also share their experiences and thoughts on the rap game. Kendrick Lamar talks about the stresses of fame and the pressure to succeed, while Yelawolf mentions his drug use and crazy lifestyle.
The chorus of the song, which features a sample of Vincent Price's voice from Michael Jackson's "Thriller", adds a haunting atmosphere to the track. It serves as a warning of the consequences of living a lavish and reckless lifestyle, suggesting that death may be waiting around the corner.
Overall, "1 Train" is a commentary on the rap lifestyle and the struggles that come with it, such as addiction, violence, and greed. It showcases the various perspectives of different rappers, each with their own experiences and perspectives.
Line by Line Meaning
Feeling like a vigilante or a missionary
I feel a sense of duty to either bring justice like a vigilante or spread a message like a missionary.
Tell my A$AP killers get they pistols ready
Inform my A$AP crew members to be prepared with their guns.
Send 'em to the cemetery with obituaries
Make sure they go to the graveyard and provide obituaries for them.
Don't be scared nigga, is you ready?
Don't be afraid, are you prepared for what's to come?
I've been thinking 'bout all the O's in my bank account (What?)
I've been contemplating the abundance of money in my bank account.
X the hoes in my bed is 'round the same amount (What?)
The number of women I have sexual relationships with is similar to the number of zeros in my bank account.
Ever since this new star fame came about
Since I gained newfound fame as a star.
Or ever since me and Drizzy started hangin' out
Or since Drake and I began spending time together.
Young boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts hang
A young boy who confidently uses his gun and displays his masculinity.
Transition to a Lamborghini from a Mustang
Upgrade from a Mustang car to a Lamborghini.
Drugs slang in the drug game with the hustling
Using drug-related jargon in the drug trade while engaging in hustling.
(I know one thing) anything is better than that 1 train
I know for certain that anything is superior to riding on the 1 train subway.
Bag made of Goyard, cheffin' like I'm Boyar-
Carrying a Goyard bag, cooking like a professional cook.
Dee, probably selling D in your local courtyard
Dee, most likely selling drugs in your neighborhood's courtyard.
Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la familia go hard
Having braided hair like O-Dog, my family goes all out.
Down to my inlaws, they outlaws with no laws
Even my in-laws are outlaws who don't follow any rules.
We outlawed then I bogart, any pros that got 'proached at
We are outlaws, so I monopolize any women who are approached by professionals.
With a toe-tag, get broke off, in the projects with a skateboard
Making someone suffer a severe defeat, losing everything, in the projects while using a skateboard.
I roll past and I blaze y'all like, "Doo Doo!" I hate y'all
As I drive by, I smoke and disrespect you by saying, 'Doo Doo!'. I strongly dislike you.
When the beef cooked, I ate y'all like, "Mmm mmm," let's play ball
Once the conflict was resolved, I triumphed over you all. Let's move on to the next challenge.
In a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold, I rhyme cold
In a dangerous situation with cunning individuals, I continue to deliver powerful and impressive rap lyrics.
My K hot, your 9 cold, that bark like K9 drone that banana clip
My automatic rifle is hot, your handgun is ineffective, and it barks like a K-9 police dog. It has a large ammunition magazine.
Straight from the rip, I'll make that shirt say RIP, I'm on some shit
From the beginning, I will fatally shoot someone and leave their shirt displaying 'Rest in Peace'. I am in an aggressive and confrontational mood.
If I'm not the hottest then Hell must've froze over
If I am not considered the most talented and successful artist, then an unbelievable and unlikely event must have occurred.
You thought it was safe then forgot what the code was
You believed you were secure, but you lost sight of the guidelines and principles.
I carry traits of a traumatized soldier
I possess characteristics of a soldier who has experienced trauma and hardship.
Don't look in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya
Don't stare at me, as I might lose control and attack or strangle you.
Spine right out of place, give me dap like you 'posed ta
Misaligning your spine and then give me a handshake as you are expected to.
Darts at your posters, dark nights like this I metamorph like I'm 'posed ta
Throwing sharp lyrics at your promotional posters, during dark and intense nights, I transform as I am meant to.
I might slice my wrist or pretend like a vulture and drop off this cliff
I am contemplating self-harm or contemplating suicide by pretending to be a vulture and jumping from a cliff.
Barely even conscious, talking to my conscience
I am hardly aware of my surroundings and having a conversation with my inner voice.
Gettin' deeper in these flows like conches
Delving deeper into my rap lyrics, like the depth of a conch shell.
I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I drop prisons
I embody the mindset of a convict. I don't simply rap, I create entire prisons with my lyrics.
Don't sell rocks seen the spectrum through the prisms
I don't sell drugs, instead, I perceive the various aspects of life through colorful and diverse perspectives.
Somehow bypassed the bias and the -isms
In some way, I managed to overcome prejudice and discrimination.
The violence and the killin', so given
The prevalence of violence and killing is something that is expected in society.
They seen my pigment and thought that was the ign'ance
People judged me based on the color of my skin and assumed I was ignorant.
Unfortunately I am not that type of niglet
Unfortunately, I do not fit the stereotype of an ignorant individual.
But pass the pot let me skillet
But please pass me the marijuana and let me cook it skillfully.
Just got back to the block from a 6 o'clock with Jigga
I recently returned to the neighborhood after having a meeting with Jigga at 6 o'clock.
And I'm thinkin' 'bout signin' to the Roc
And I am considering signing a contract with Roc Nation.
But my niggas on the block still assigned to the rocks!
However, my friends who are still in the neighborhood are involved in drug dealing.
And I swear it hurt me soul I try to prevail
And I promise it deeply hurts my soul to witness their struggles as I try to succeed.
But when I preach it only hurt their sales
But when I convey my message, it negatively impacts their illegal business.
Like you're only gon' end up either dead or in jail
It seems like they will inevitably face a tragic fate of either death or imprisonment.
But you my nigga, wish you the best for real
But you are my friend, and I genuinely hope for your success.
When you mention my name amongst other white rappers
When my name is brought up in the context of other white rappers.
Or for that matter, any fuckin' rapper
Or even in comparison to any other rapper, regardless of their race or background.
Fuck it painter, skater, musician, trailer park dirt ditch diggin'
Whether it's a painter, skater, musician, or someone from a trailer park digging in the dirt - it doesn't matter.
Burger flippin', eat, sleep, shittin' human bein'
Even if they are simply flipping burgers and going about their basic human needs.
You would be in trouble to body double or couple me
They would struggle to find someone who matches my talent or even comes close to me.
To these others 'cause comparatively speakin'
To these other artists, because when comparing our abilities.
My reach is beyond the bubble that they put me in
I have a wider influence and audience than what they have limited me to.
My vision's beyond the Hubble's I huddle with Nubians
My perspective goes beyond the limitations of the Hubble telescope. I associate with and learn from people of African heritage.
New beginning again you in school at 10, late
Starting fresh once more, but you are still in the early stages of education at the age of 10, which is considered late.
Radioactive's goin' gold and so? Great!
My album 'Radioactive' selling a lot of copies and achieving gold status, but I don't find it particularly impressive or important.
Do I give a flying duck if I'm applyin'
Do I care at all if I am putting in effort or being productive?
Love to my rhymin' plus alignin' us?
Showing love and dedication to my art of rapping and aligning myself with like-minded individuals.
Alabama's climbin' up, wait, no I don't give a flying duck
Alabama's rise in prominence, but honestly, I don't care at all.
Nothing but a buckshot, chck-pow!
I am nothing to mess with, just like the sound of a shotgun discharging.
Motherfuck your life, pussy blood clot
I disrespect and disregard your existence, you insignificant person.
Ain't never been no rapper this cold since 2Pac was froze
There hasn't been a rapper as cold, or as talented, as me since 2Pac was murdered.
And thawed out for spot date at a Coachella show, Yelawolf!
And then resurrected for a special appearance at a Coachella music festival show, referring to Yelawolf.
Weed a different color like a hoodrat bra and panties
The marijuana I smoke has a distinct and unique appearance just like the undergarments of a promiscuous woman from the neighborhood.
And my flow be overhead like pots and pans in pantries
And my rap flow is highly impressive and flows above the standard level, just like pots and pans stored in kitchen pantries.
Antsy 'cause I'm high like Michael Jackson penny loafers
Feeling restless and anxious because I am high on drugs, similar to how Michael Jackson's penny loafers were elevated.
Moonwalkin' on the sun, barefoot, with shades on
Moving gracefully and confidently while standing on the surface of the sun, barefoot and wearing sunglasses.
Bitch pussy smell like a penguin
A derogatory statement suggesting that a woman's genital odor is unpleasant, comparing it to the smell of a penguin.
Wouldn't hit that shit with my worst enemy's penis
I would absolutely not engage in any sexual activity with her, not even with my worst enemy's penis as a metaphorical measure.
Bitch when I say this I mean this, "Ho, I'm the meanest"
When I say these words, I genuinely mean it - I am the cruelest and most talented individual.
Dick so big, stretch from Earth to Venus
My penis is remarkably large, stretching from Earth to Venus metaphorically, representing an immense size difference.
That molly got me nauseous, on shit, no off switch
The drug 'molly' is making me feel nauseous, but I can't control my behavior or turn it off.
Lawless, obnoxious, on that "suck my cock" shit
I disregard rules and laws, behave rudely, and adopt a disrespectful attitude towards others.
That is my synopsis, ostrich pot shit
That is my summary or conclusion - it is a ridiculous and nonsensical explanation.
Hoes on some God shit, stop it! You not this!
Women acting like they are all-knowing or godlike, but in reality, they are not even close to that level.
Novice, regardless, heartless and awkward
Being inexperienced or unskilled is irrelevant, I remain ruthless and socially uncomfortable.
Cryin' tears of vodka prima donna at the concert
Crying tears of vodka, behaving dramatically and emotionally like a self-centered diva during a concert.
Adonis smokin' chronic 'bout to vomit gin and tonic
Adonis, another rapper, smoking marijuana and getting nauseous from excessive consumption of gin and tonic drinks.
Just bein' honest, tell me, isn't that ironic?
I am simply being truthful, so tell me, isn't that ironic?
Swiftly, I shift the Beamer 860
Quickly, I change gears and accelerate in a BMW 860 car.
A heavy smoker so you know I brought the Blake with me
As someone who smokes a lot, it is evident that I have brought marijuana with me.
The moon's reflection off the lake hit me
I am struck by the beauty of the moon's reflection on the surface of a lake.
You should've stayed with me
You should have remained by my side.
Now many Asian bitches lay with me
Now I have several Asian women who sleep with me.
The face is silky like a tablecloth (uh)
Their facial appearance is smooth and elegant, comparable to a silky tablecloth.
My shorty gallop in the morning on the beach like a Chilean horse (uh)
My significant other runs energetically on the beach in the morning, resembling a horse from Chile.
Red roses drop on boxes very often (uh)
Red roses are frequently placed on boxes as a sign of affection and admiration.
Confetti torture, drinking Henny like I'm Kenny Lofton (uh)
Being bombarded by confetti, while drinking Hennessy liquor as if I were the baseball player Kenny Lofton.
Outstandin'
Exceptional and remarkable.
I fixed the game between Georgia Southern and Grambling
I manipulated the outcome of a sports game between Georgia Southern and Grambling.
You see us scrambling, selling Susan Sarandon (Sarandon)
You witness us hustling and working hard to sell drugs, using the name 'Susan Sarandon' as a codeword.
The cloud of smoke like the phantom (uh)
Smoke clouds lingering like a ghostly phantom.
Damn this shit tastes like fantastic
This substance I am consuming tastes incredibly good, just like the word 'fantastic'.
You see me comin' through in each state
You witness my presence and impact in every state or location I visit.
Just so the lord could put the fork inside the cheesecake
I am going to each state to fulfill the desire of a higher power, represented by the lord, by indulging in cheesecake.
Cuffed to my wrist I've got the briefcase
Handcuffed to my wrist is a briefcase, indicating importance and control.
The gavel slam, I'm a free man, try not to eat ham (Big KRIT, shawty)
A judge's gavel slams, declaring me a free man, so I refrain from consuming pork, possibly referencing religious beliefs. Mention of Big KRIT, another rapper.
Spit like my last breath, casket rap, six deep
I rap with such intensity and urgency, as if it were my last words before death and as if a casket was already prepared for me and six other individuals.
Eyes closed, the black is back, out come the 'Lac with flats
My eyes are closed, representing a dark and deep state of mind. The black muscle car returns, and it is equipped with customized wheels.
After that, bottles I can't pronounce, like, "How you ask for that?"
Following that, I am presented with bottles of alcohol with names that are difficult to pronounce, leaving me wondering how to request them.
Why you ask for crack and all you had was scratch?
Why did you request drugs (crack) when all you had was a small amount of money (scratch)?
All I had was rap, when all they had was wack
All I possessed was my talent for rapping, while all they presented was something inferior or subpar.
All I wanted was love, all they had was dap
All I desired was genuine affection, but all they offered was a mere handshake.
Fuck them haters and fuck them hoes and cherish your wins
Disregard the individuals who hate and the promiscuous women, and instead, appreciate your victories.
The aftermath, ask LeBron, open palm slap a bitch
The consequences that follow, ask LeBron James, who infamously open-palm slapped a woman.
Walk the plank or break a bank, I've been in the business of sinkin' ships
Either take a risk or amass a lot of money, as I have been involved in sabotaging and destroying businesses or relationships like a pirate.
Chokin' niggas out with the anchors that they anchor with
Strangling people with the same things they rely on for stability, like anchors.
Resuscitations cost the label, I'm taxing if you want a hit
Bringing people back to life requires financial investment from the record label, and if you want a hit song, you will have to pay a high price.
Clear, fuck your career, bitch, I was born here
Clearing the air, I don't care about your career, I was born to do this and establish my presence.
Been a killer, '86er, nigga, that's my born year
I have been a killer since I was born in 1986, that is my birth year.
Get the fuck from 'round here, that's just my country ways
Leave this place immediately, that's just how I behave with my rural or country upbringing.
Suckin' on your momma's titty, bitchin' while I was choppin' blade
You were dependent on your mother for support, while I was out hustling and engaging in dangerous activities.
Grippin' grain, fuckin' hoes, candy paint like Everglades
Holding onto the steering wheel tightly, engaging in sexual activities with women, and driving a car with vibrant and flashy paint, resembling the natural beauty of the Florida Everglades.
Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that shit up with my bass
I don't want to engage in meaningless conversations about rap, address those issues with my bass member of the musical group I am a part of.
I put that on my sub, how could you ever doubt me?
I swear on my submarine sandwich, how could you ever question or doubt my abilities?
Most rappers hoping the world end so they won't have to drop another album
Many rappers are secretly hoping for the world to end so they have an excuse to never release another album.
B.b. King saw the king in me, so why can't you?
The legendary musician B.B. King recognized my royal status and talent, so why can't you see it too?
In order to come up close, you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too
To truly understand and recognize my greatness, you will have to study the legacies and career paths of Johnny Cash and Elvis Presley as well.
Muddy water flow, Dixie rebel past fuck your Louis flag
My rap style is unrefined and gritty, representing a rebellious past tied to the Southern United States. I do not care about your representation of luxury and high fashion.
Popping benji tags on your wifey's ass
Spending large amounts of cash on your wife or partner's buttocks, implying financial dominance or extravagance.
That's out of line, but in living color?
That behavior is inappropriate, but at the same time, it is bold and vibrant, like the television show 'In Living Color'.
I'm more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers, a true artist
I am similar to Miya Bailey, an accomplished artist, in comparison to other rappers who lack true artistic talent.
Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Rakim Mayers, Chauncey Hollis, Michael Atha, Kendrick Lamar, Justin Scott, Jo-Vaughn Scott, Danny Sewell, Arian Asllani
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