“Forced into existence by synths that sound like they’re being sucked through a Hoover vacuum, Roy’s Little Egypt Wavy is a grand opus in sonic gesticulation. A sputtering 4:40 experiment in synthetic Southerplayalistic esque bounce that crescendo’s from break neck rap into soaring autotuned scales. Equally at home singing or nasally flowing alongside his own unmistakable rhyme pattern, I’ll contend that Roy passionately lays claim to a throne that doesn’t even exists yet.”
Notes:
yuss, rob. yuss.