![]() ![]() We never learn for sure where Rick Ross came from, and that prevents us from truly knowing where he's coming from. We know he took a woman home from the club last night but (unlike Lil' Wayne or Art Brut) he withholds prosaic details like how many times they stumbled making it to the bed or what was breakfast the next morning or even, God forbid, what she wore. ![]() We know he spends liberally and audaciously but (unlike Pharrell) he spares us colorful sketches of his favorite wardrobe items. We know he made big bucks selling coke but (unlike Young Jeezy) he glosses over the dark side of black market entrepreneurship. In a gross perversion of lyric-writing fundamentals, Ross usually eschews the specific for the general. His "boss" is the sound of a trillion-pound weight hitting the ground.īut that's about the deepest this guy runs. ![]() The first line of its first single, "Hustlin'," is a fucking beast, the best 12 words Ross ever strung together: " Who the fuck you think you fuck-in' wit' I'm the fuck-in' BOSS." Ross accents against the beat, giving the line a free-falling feel. Port of Miami sounds so good, you might be duped into thinking Ross can actually spit.
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