Hi there. First of all, I’d like to congratulate my country Ukraine on Independence Day <3 Cheers! Secondly, I am fucked up at the moment...so today's track is a good fit for me. Today here is "Really Low" — an American rap music artist, with the track called "Fd Up Now". Let's check it!
The vibe and mood are incredibly dark. I love it! From the very beginning to the end, the song pumped my brain with a strong boom bap beat, dark and even depressive samples, and an angry flow. I think that this is a perfect example of how real rap should sound like (excuse me new-school mumble-rappers around the world).
I’ll be honest, at this point, I am far not in the best state of my life. My beloved girl literally killed me, my brain just don’t want to work. My hands are shaking…everything going to hell. But this track touched my heart even in these circumstances. So, I can say that this shit is really tight. The flow and vocal manner a bit reminds me of ONYX btw. I like ONYX, so this is just a compliment 😉
If you are a fan of solid old-school dark boom-bap vibes, then this stuff will hook you for sure. Enjoy the music. Stand with Ukraine! Peace <3
LYRICS
Yall done fucked up now Got my super gate in a turnbine, zoom through, everything thats fly got burned down My nerves are tight the overlord I work nights im calloused and frost bitten maddened from hard wisdom Raw conviction day With my jaw conflicted Give your kitty cat paws some blisters hurrying blocks intersection For laws restricted Im the bulls at the buzzer Shot clock make a bullet ya mother Hurt people hurt people ima do it to others Back to the ravages snatching the elastic passive erratic All you bastards can have it Cheffed in till its contested Ima make it in some ramen look gots it got next to it im bleeding on they pets then This is a toast in the In a bathtub music Roller coast when you ass goin through it I brought the ruckus,duckin them crumb snatching mother fuckers Duck duck goose lace up my boots like a militant Yea you guessed it my mouth is septic Count ya blessings, my loogies bad for ingestions Put tears all in your intestines In my reapers robes , my breathings slow ether smoke least as so arrives human catch me removes the ghost nasty as fuck Scuba and sewage Turn a nuisance into a school shooter Better move they pumas, stumble on the cutter when my brother the hummer Get to rebuttle Yall some 4th quarter fumbles,doin ballet tumbles, im bout to snap On silent while im packing a muzzle Let the vermin exterminate, cells got them curbin my belt the burden is felt from water to wine then i walk on it I turn into felt Right now im feeling like Kennedy felt Through extremities my energies dealt they say petey new technologies They gonna get us if they want us hop your fence A leg with a corpses, i want to get away but cant afford no porches Pitching pennies and morsels My connect about to retire, but we acting cordial for now