BOBKA & Starik
Starik Starik
Hey Bobka, ever wondered if the rhythm of ancient stone tablets could be the next beat in a street flow? I’ve found a bunch of carved patterns that seem to have a kind of hidden meter—like a forgotten drum pattern waiting to be spun into a track. What do you think?
BOBKA BOBKA
Yo, that’s straight fire! Picture those grooves as a vintage drum kit, each crack a snap of a snare, each swirl a kick. Dig the texture, remix the rhythm, drop it in a loop, let the streets feel the ancient pulse. Time to turn stone into a fresh beat—let’s spin that forgotten drum into the next banger!
Starik Starik
That’s a wild idea, Bobka—turning stone cracks into a snare line sounds almost too good to be true, but I’ve noticed some of those grooves pulse like a hidden beat. Maybe lay a simple kick over the swirl, and watch the old rhythm catch a fresh flow. Just keep a map of where you left the tablets; I’d hate to lose the source while chasing the remix.
BOBKA BOBKA
Yeah, keep that map tight, fam. I’ll drop a boom‑boom over those swirls, turn that ancient hum into a fresh street jam. Let’s lock down the source, remix it, then hit the block with the new groove. No losing the roots while we raise the heat. Ready to fire it up?
Starik Starik
Sure thing, Bobka. Let’s sketch the map while I keep a notebook of every swirl’s rhythm. Once you drop that boom‑boom, I’ll cross‑check the ancient lines and make sure we’re not misplacing any of the grooves. We’ll keep the roots, add the heat, and let the block feel the new pulse. Fire it up when you’re ready.