Promisques rages hard with “F^g m^ster flex (The master diss). Lyrics cut to the very bone for he holds nothing back. Layer upon layer adds to the mixture of the sound. Full of a tremendous physicality the song is a pure assault on the sense. Bass rumbles with such a fury. Drill, trap, industrial, all of this is filtered through Promisques’ unique approach in a way that feels outright satisfying to behold. Beats have a driving presence to it, for his words have a tremendous power to it.
Right from the beginning there is an ominous tone that takes shape. From there where the vocals enter it really burns on through. Every word hit to the core, for there is a strong rebelliousness to the entirety of the track, an unwilling to deal. Done with such aggressiveness and urgency, he keeps the sound tight, economical, raw. Nods to some of Death Grips’ rabid animalistic energy comes into play, for there is that same sense of chaos that allows it. Things are kept rather nimble, for the song has a short extremity to it. Percussive elements enter into the fray with a wild-eyed determination, for the song’s devolution into some fantastic insults feels outright glorious. Honestly, the lyrics are the main draw for he whittles his insults into short stabs.
“F^g m^ster flex (The master diss)” shows off the exquisite versatility and range of Promisques in creating a threatening, outright defiant, piece of old-school hip-hop.
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