“They ask why I’m rappin’ like a killer for hire/ some aggins locked my homie in a trunk and lit it on fire/ You can hear my life’s pain in the way that I spit”
When Crooked I decides to rap to a revised version of “Against All Odds,” the only outcome possible is powerful. Enlightening producer Snaz’s take on one of Makaveli’s coldest cuts, the Slaughterhouse MC comes to bat here with his heart on his sleeve and his pistol on his hip, unraveling seemingly more for himself than the listeners.
Lament away, sir. Lament away.
Previously: Crooked I Ft. Tena Jones – “Nobody Cares” Video