If you can't tell.... Big K.R.I.T. ripped it! Plain and fucking simple. He hit the stage and the crowd never stopped moving unless he stopped moving. Even when he stopped moving, DJ Wally Sparks was on the boards playing some of his music and people were still wilding out. He did so many tracks in what seemed like a short and long set. This is how you put on a performance. From Rotation to Children of the World, from Time Machine to Country Shit, it was a mayhem of a show. He even brought out Raheem DeVaughn for Players Ballad and some panties definitely got wetter than sweat in the building. He got that real DC love. I would have to say, the high point of the night was when I realized by the look on Krit's face, that no matter how many times he's done this show, the energy of the crown and the love for something he created never escapes him. He's just a country boy that makes music. He's still blown that people love him as much as they do, just because he's being himself.
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