I spotted these guys on the verandah of 1 Martin Place, busting some rhymes.
Well, not exactly. The rhymes were coming from a small portable speaker, held aloft by one of the bearded men, in the other hand clutching an iPhone.
The rest of the team consisted of the cameraman with a DSLR in a steadicam rig, a photographer, and 2 actors miming to the beat, one shouldering a Ghetto Blaster (not pictured).
I was keen to have a chat to them to learn more of their story, but they were pretty hard at work and only stopped to huddle around the camera to review their work.