After reflecting on a conversation I had with my partner in rhyme recently, I’ve realized that there’s been a serious lack of dancehall flavor here on Palms Out. Believe you me friends, all of that is about to change. Yeah there’s tons of sex, money, drugs and guns in many dancehall reggae tunes, yet many of the artists are so immensely creative with their cadences, intonations and approaches that they usually end up flipping stale ass subjects a quadrillion times better than their hip-hop counterparts. So, for your listening pleh-jure, there’s a couple of joints that if you were DJing a reggae party right now and didn’t play them, you might literally get run up out the damn club. And if you thought solicitations for sex on wax could not possibly be done in a new way, peep the Vybz Kartel joint below, or any Vybz Kartel tune, for that matter.