By now Rick Ross can do this kind of song on autopilot. Ominous rumbling bass, referring to himself as a don, throwing some empty boasts out there in a way where you're not so much listening to what he's actually saying as getting the gist of it and nodding in general agreement. What can we say? It's part of his appeal at this point. Also notable is Pill’s verse. He sounds right at home on this kind of slow-rolling production, dizzily piling reference upon reference upon reference.
May 11, 2011