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"Run-Ins": Boldy James & The Alchemist

Production: The Alchemist

Album: The Price of Tea in China

‘The more you sweat in training, the less you bleed in combat/ My young’uns signing on the dot and killing for them contracts.’

Introductory sentence, blah, blah, white fascination with inner city crime, etc etc, comment about late stage capitalism and urban decay in the face of deindustrialisation, ya know ya know, un self-aware comment about gentrification blah, blah, brief appreciation for the rhythm mimicking running and the sample acting as a breather etc etc more white fascination with inner city crime and unhealthy assertions of masculinity etc throw in a few over-readings into metaphors blah blah crass comparisons to artists that bear no musical, vocal or intellectual overlaps blah blah Pusha T blah blah throws in knowledge about discography despite being a fan for five minutes etc etc agrees with Fantano.

Listen to the song, fool, it slaps.


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