Today, we shared Washington State rapper Ugly Frank's debut solo tape, the Bobby Hill EP, and though it has its fair share of bangers on it, "90" might be the best.
A track that splits the difference between Chronic-era Dr. Dre and modern day Earl Sweatshirt, "90" has a G-funk flavor that's just a bit grimier than tracks released in the genre's '90s heyday. Name-dropping Flockaveli, a bevy of substances and social anxieties, Ugly Frank shows that it's more than his unorthodox name that sets him apart from the pack.
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Narcoleptic sentence, stichin' symbols in my skin
And my intention keep the baddest bitches bendin' in my Timbs
It's cool weather, a little breeze upon my back
Temporaries on them butterscotch the Coogi turtleneck I left the leather open
Ride around Pirelli smokin', ride around the set like it's the nineties
You find me somewhere with an open container
I'm fadin', I'm focused, I'm hopeless, I'm open to danger
My brain is corroded, my soul is entrapped in the chamber