“I want it all, money tall like Dwight Howard”
The current version of not just rap but music as a whole means the lines often get blurred and odd alliances are formed for the sake of songs. On paper, “3 Gold Chains” is a match-up with Wake Flocka and Troy Ave seems like oil and water but the actual results are much better than expected.
Waka holds his end of the deal well, relying on a methodical delivery and an almost endless end of similes revolving around selling weed and chasing bread (“bands in my pocket like Maroon 5″), while Harry Powder comes in with a verse detailing his own Tony Montana dreams.
No word on where this will end up but watch out for Waka’s tape I Can’t Rap Vol. 1 releasing next week.
Cred: Whoo Kid