Having created a not-insignificant niche for himself as a rapper who sounds like he’s from 1994 without being resentful that it’s 2012, Bronsolino is back with more sub-Ghostface raps about vagina, drugs, violence and (the secret ingredient in his recipe) fennel. The more he releases the less annoying the obvious derivations become, and tracks like Hookers At The Point show that he’s a big enough personality in his own right to be worth your precious time.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7RcqotEll2g
Words: Karl McDonald
