A slab of slow, tough, uncompromising hip-hop from Bhrist, out of Atlanta. The beat is slow rolling, with the standard trilling hi-hats and ominous, brooding piano. Bhrist’s flow is clear and menacing. It demands your attention. The story is that of a young hustler trying to make his way in the city. That doesn’t stop us getting a chant-along chorus though, throw it down at the club and see if the arms start waving. I reckon they will.