Tree

This lick works as the tragicomic genre: the sweet Nancy Sinatra backing only tenderly soothes the spot where the needle will pierce the heart, cause when Tree lands with his hoarse voice, he does a bit of an ear surgery on you.

That raspy voice really reminds you of Rick Ross or Jeezy. Don't tell me there's not a bit of that Canibus pitch in there. And the song! Straight murder shit with that ironic-susceptible bid:

'Now I'm on the road, and ya see us blowin' trees Got a bitch up on my knees, I'm book pads Who the best, you the best? Who is dead? Lemme see ya chest!'

We'll hook you up with the latest from Tree, but be sure to check out his other tracks, something like Look At Me, Probably Nu It or Like Whoa.

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