Wednesday 3 October 2012

"Yuck Freestyle" by Ransom

"You chase hoes.... I chase dough/
Nobody's perfect with that roc but my J Cole/
Close to facin' death, I seen the face of death/
Now I'm back to fuck the game up like a replacement ref/"

I'm not an avid listener of Ransom's music. But it seems like every time I hear a new freestyle by him, he murks it. I don't know the original song. I haven't heard it, but I have a funny feeling Ransom spits sicker over this beat than 2Chainz does. Even though a lot of Ransom's substance revolves around cockiness, ballin', and materialistic shit, he makes up for the bullshit by using the perfect words to describe it. This is a random find, just like all of the tracks I find by this guy. But it's sick nonetheless. Yuck.

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