Seems random, like Stanford transplanted to the fountain and the arch /
Infecting the apple, a cancer in its heart / Why'd you make a campus out the park? /
If it keeps spreading, It'll be deaded / Panting and parched /
How you supposed to be handsome and harsh? /
How you supposed to be standing for New York? / Dismantling New York? /
The apple is rot, The grapple is caught
RATKING have been on repeat since 700-Fill dropped back in March. If you've ever spent days cruising LES, Foco in hand before dropping at Punjabi Deli for lunch, you'll get it. Their aesthetic is concrete, embodying cultures they grew up and were nurtured within. Tunes that sound like roof tops and sk8-hi's. They're unquestionably New York even without lyrics about North Faces and Arnold Palmers. Sporting Life's slick production is stern while Wiki's snarly spitting parallels Hak's brooding poetics. If you're into the intersection of hip hop, skate, hardcore, graffiti, zine, and visual arts you need to give them a listen.
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