Thursday, October 29, 2015


"Tears fall all the way to the south of France," Ross spits, "Poverty line hang lower than my pants / Invited to the Grammys but I feel so out of place / After we watch plates they were always out of state." Later, he drops references to Beethoven's Symphony No. 5 and James Cameron's Titanic, before conjuring a quintessentially Bawse image: "Aroma of the dank as I'm breezing through the bank."

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