I’m from the city where the skinny niggas ride/Big semi on they side/Real life, making fifty out of five/Puffing sticky, sipping Henny, will I drive?
from Periodic Table lyrics by A$AP Twelvyy
The sweeping strings and crisp boom-baps, has a burgeoning ASAP Mob member embracing that classic New York sound. It keeps the energy buoyant and live, but not so hype that it becomes spastic. He’s in complete control and telling an eager audience a little bit about where he’s from. His block has shaped his point of view, and nothing out there can leave him shook. It’s a new dawn and with a mountain of confidence in his chest, he’s forging on into the wilderness, letting all those who are standing in his way know that a juggernaut is coming. A shot from a cannon, announcing a lyrical invasion.
