Have you ever stumbled across a great piece of art and asked yourself where you have been all this long? Or where they have been all this long? Where has A Pass been all this while? The time when we were grappling with bubblegum music in our ears. He is the proverbial new kid on the block and he has hit the ground running. He is out for the races. Unstoppable. His voice, especially his voice, is an arsenal of sort that he has held the industry by a hangman’s noose. His sheer ability to come off effortless and original.
How about CODE? A lad I rate highly. There is something I like about this insanely talented lad; his delivery that is effortless, his flow that tends to say “I own this sh**”. And when the two talented lads merged efforts on Enter The Ring, they, like a common lingua puts it, murdered it.
It opens with a reggae-ish beat with A Pass’ voice in a seemingly patois which paves way for CODE who enters the ring and throws punch lines that would make Floyd Mayweather cringe in fear. CODE won’t rap fast to impress. He takes his time. Slowly. Like a train rattling on. But therein he delivers the bars, creative as hell, and his rich craftsmanship needs not a panel in the august house to determine it. It reeks on the song. It reeks in his voice. It reeks in the unmatched delivery. And on Enter The Ring, the lads picked a tender way of approach to the song which, surely, worked for them. The reggae beat walks down the aisle with Hip-Hop and the outcome is as crisp as an apple bite. Good song, this one. Good song! Y’all lads are the future.
Reviewed by Nimusiima