walking my dog
i dont like kicking it wit humans
hold the applause i dont even know what im doing
my practice ancient yall act like aint shit ruined
get back to the basics before they make ya do it
my blanket statements stupid
tapped out the matrix i got no scrapes or bruises
whats the arrangement? if it aint cake im clueless
fuck is a placement to us, we still moving
We really aint shit to yall, must i prove it
yall got my ancestors buried under metal and brick
we grow up expecting to get lead in our shit
niggas round here meddle with medal, and dont settle for sense
God gave us life and we render it death
I must think twice before i ever accept
its a cold war in these streets this as red as it gets
They crack then we crack back like one helluva stretch
You bugging if its trauma that you betting against
Fuck a lions den my nigga this is where elephants sent
Boi uz a bitch just remember the scent
We do not forgive and we never forget
A considered scientific reconstruction of the hardcore NY rap album. You feel the cold chill that feels like NY but it's really the kind of cynicism this heinous world leaves the considerate ones. danielolneyfme
"i did not write this for you, so how can you critique" is a weak shield for any artist's fragile ego. i'm sure maassai & those involved in this work didn't lose it over Pitchfork-so-white's critique: (https://pitchfork.com/reviews/albums/maassai-with-the-shifts/)
It's now a powerful conde nast publication. Jeremy Leaming
...it's a work of art. The way he goes across genres to express the black experience...I LOVED Ensley but I'm glad that he went totally left. James Smith