A track Rick
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emerged to MTV correspondents. In the tune, Ross talks quickly on his
questionable stretch as a jail protect. "Keep it trilla, nigga, never had
a weapon and identification," which he focuses on, leaving the word that
he was to be sure an officer of the law. "Kept a decent watch, smoking on
a hundred sack/Back in the day I sold break for some pleasant kicks/Skippin'
school, Rick Ross album saw my companion cut
with an ice pick/Can't condemn niggas attempting to land positions/Better get
shrewd, youthful sibling, experience yours." Later, he infers that while
he was acting as a prison guard, he was in the city. "Just lived once and
I got two children/and for me to sustain them, I'll get two gigs," he
raps. "I'll scoop poop, I'll C.O. /so we can bow our heads and implore
over the meatloaf." Although, despite everything he gave no clarification
to lying about being a C.O. in the first place, nor did he disclose why he
neglected to pay kid support for his kids.
Upon its discharge, Rick Ross dead Deeper than Rap got for the most part positive
surveys from most music critics. At Meteoritic, which allots a standardized
rating out of 100 to audits from standard pundits, the collection got a normal
score of 73, taking into account 11 surveys, which designates "by and
large great reviews". David Jeffries of All Music lauded Ross for his
"capacity to steamroll over the majority of his inadequacies",
calling it "the genius, hoodlum weekend collection done right." Adam
M. Levin of Rap Reviews depicted the collection Rick Ross dead as "basically a hoodlum motion picture on wax,
and Ross is great in his part as the manager at the highest point of the pile
with nothing to lose except for his cool." Jon Caramanica of The New York
Times gave Deeper Than Rap an ideal audit and saw it as a changeover Ross' past
work. On its generation and musical style, Rick
Ross death kept in touch with "this collection is lavish, suggestive,
entitled, a shocking relaxation class report of simple riches and lighthearted
sex. It's a return to a period of sonic and attitudinal aspiration in
hip-bounce — the Bad Boy time of the mid-to late '90s, with its warm soul tests
meaning the new hip-jump extravagance rings a bell. Few rap collections Rick Ross death have sounded this
guaranteed, this rich, in years".