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Lead by Example

by Ramson BadBonez

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zooKeeper My best friend recognizes these lines as "all the right words", when she listens with her heart. She's been listening for a while.

She is onto something. We all are…

My words to Ramson: "Welcome on Earth, the best place in our Universes. We are so many, yet so the same." - But you know that already. Favorite track: Lead by Example ft Recognize Ali, Skyzoo & Juxx Diamondz (cuts by DJ Jazz T).
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VERSE 1 - Reks Bully boy boy strong arm steady like My posse mashing out you the passing out type Catch that nate rob if you don't weave and bob South paw hit your jaw head'll see saw Up down fuck clowns we the insane Membrane a la cypress protected by vipers Kane Rawer than the booger suga All i hear from foes yada yada and I coulda woulda shoulda, Shut it up get fishscale gutted up piss smell on g’s and stars bet your gstars wet as fuck aha! You scurred wasn't prepared aha! Aha! Aha! Got me laughing ski masking Covid foul Fire in the hole back to back Kobe style Two figure 8 sixteen, pristene Street certified worthy bean to the dirty Hook 1 Ruste Juxx Now if you suckers had plans, Imma ruin it A rap career why the fuck you still pursuin' it Mad cos you can’t do how I’m doin' it They play fake, RJ stay true in it Verse 2 Ruste Juxx Juxx pimp slap rappers like I’m checkin' the ho’ I just fucked somebody up about a second ago Now I’m reckin' the show, you know destroyin' the beat Knocked your man out now he look like he enjoyin' his sleep Eh yo, what’s up with it, when your click talkin' that tough shit Knowin' damn well you ain’t really with that rough shot Makin' a scene with the drama and theatrics About the winning Oscar for the best fuckin' actress Pull your skirt down bitch you was never hard Your word is bond I’ll be ready for whatever guard I got a pen that move quicker than Usain When I’m creating the real writing that true pain Blue flames I buss and spit deadly Boom so you know it’s about to get heavy Clear the path when my hood’s on the rampage Murderin' shit til we’re locked in the damn cage Hook 2 Ruste Juxx Now if you suckers had plans, Imma ruin it A rap career why the fuck you still pursuin' it Mad cos you can’t do how I’m doin' it They play fake, RJ stay true in it VERSE 3 Blacastan Niggas be snoopin' like blue’s clues Another rapper turned journalist gossipin' fake news I never sit down and spill tea, that’s not me, I’m O.G. Plant my flag in your realty That means I’m takin' your block strictly strong arm robberies Without gettin' shot now Who you know liver than Blac & Juxx nobody Snuck the sawed shotty in the party Kaboom, Guess who stepped in the room it’s the B to the L to the A To the crooked ass, C Y’all niggas ain’t fuckin' with me, so Flip your pockets, make sure they’re empty One false move and the shotty’ll empty Turn on the lights after I count to three We vanish before they could call the P.D. Hook 3 – Ruste Juxx Now if you suckers had plans, Imma ruin it A rap career why the fuck you still pursuin' it Mad cos you can’t do how I’m doin' it They play fake, RJ stay true in it
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Verse 1 – Dizzy Dustin Let’s take a stroll down memory lane When Rakim had a fat gold chain Dana Dana had fame, Kane was R.A.W Rick the Ruler was Slick, thick bubble goose Turtle Shell Cazals, L.L. rocked bells The city of Queens the Kings raised hell Melly Mel, Kool Moe Dee, Easy Moe Bee Rodney O and Joe Cooley, Spade, King T Boom Boxes, dual cassettes filled the tape deck The Rhodium Swapmeet cashed the paychecks The world renown Violet Brown brought us platinum plaques Albums on wax and vinyl in stacks Unity, Bigga B RIP, underground rap acts Cans rattled in back packs The smell of petroleum windmills on linoleum Circles and cyphers no need for a podium Verse 2 - Mr Hooper Somethin’ from nothin’ Bustin’, cold crushin’ like the Fat Boys Black noise from an urban community Bringin’ unity to parks and halls For all the yes yes y’alls And other chants and applause Right fist stand tall Left fist grip mic Had ‘em packed in tight Did this thing all night Thin wallets and fat laces Big dreams in small places Kept going til it reached the world Now every color boy and girl in break poses And they knows it That’s why we in commercials Dope beats and verbals, majestic effect Since the days of cassette, put that bounce in your neck And I’m F-R-E-S-H Food for your thought, put some more on your plate Your mate Hooper from the west side of things Still pen to the pad, still spittin’ my dreams Verse 3 – Moka Only Many years ago when the soul Pulled me in deep I knew I couldn't let it go M to the capital letter O Hangin' off the words that my elders bestowed BDP lit the fire, JB’s they let me know That the door was wide open for a different approach So many cats that I revered and considered a coach I knew I owed the culture All the best of my flows, I’m ever grateful Got a plateful, since the fateful day I grabbed the pen And had somethin' to say, still dues gettin' paid every day My record company they, let me do anything so I play most graciously Do my best to be an ace emcee, Its asymmetrical style no basic emcee Moka always Kareem Serene, won’t entertain the complacency I’m thankful for the places I see It’s all love, believe it
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Verse 1 - Mark Fear I got ma’ work clothes on torn covered and dusty Clean cut muthafuckas never put ‘em above me Hit a five star Michelin restaurant in my Hi-Vis Knocked back, fully booked? Well aye kid Funny thing is i make more money than most fellas Looking down their nose at us, wondering who’s more jealous You’re in a name tag and shirt ‘yessing’ abiding I’m on site bumping Hip-Hop effing and blinding Fuck ya suits I’ll keep ma’ boots While you look at the summit of a mountain you regret that ya’ climbing No P’s and Q’s here I don’t have to kiss arse I’m just on the tools no stressing and jiving I regret that the driving ban is alive and man I can’t wait to get all of this shit back inside a van As long as I’m alive and my fam got nice scran, House and a bit of money in the bank then, I don’t care, what you think of me) Verse 2 – Ramson Badbonez You can think and say whatever you like That ignorance has left you spiritually and mentally blind When residing in mindless old cycles like vegetable merry go rides Various stereotypes rendered by aeriel flight I would say assumption based thoughts will suffocate others coloured By another shade pace is underway like the journey of your blood to brain What else can I say except I'm the one they love to hate Custom plates on you won't buy wealth just hunger pains Bald or grey with the old guy smell never astray Looking bate ‘cos I go by stealth when manifesting the saying of know thyself A spiritual Kemetic proverb it wasn't Socrates always been me And never given up like minimal sex in a cold hearse or just a tranny ho’ without a hole I couldn't give a fuck I'm telling ya.
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VERSE 1 – Justo the MC Attackin’ your area no satiricals We are no way never the same, we asymmetrical There’s trash in your catalogue dawg, need recepticles I’m not receptive, Thinking back I’m introspective Got a new perspective, be perceptive receive the message Ain’t too much I haven’t seen man, I’m on a higher domain You know the name, Mr Formally Known You the man, yeah, Brooklyn’s own Fill it to the bone Still prone to rip that rugged cos I’m rough round the edge Slick talkers talk that talk, til they’re thrown off the ledge Keep a shorty by the throne, keep a crown on my head They don’t want me living long, rather see the king dead Come with the territory, sweatin' glory, so on and so You’re now rockin’ with the, uh, I think you already know Verse 2 - Johaz The Lexapro got me sittin' calm Each verse that I create is like a missile bomb Hit the planet Earth yellin' Bismillah Holdin' secrets in my palm like a missing psalm Yeah, it’s nothin' but the God in me Stay pissin' on these bitches like a scar kidney Buss shots at you cats Intoxicate your mind it won’t involve Henny Yeah, solid liquids and gasses Every verse I write is equality for the masses Roll a Backwood and then burn it down to the ashes You 85 niggas is still callin' me Cassius Yeah, address me as your overlord Don’t wanna hear you whine you got me overboard Effectin' people’s mind like an open sore Toss a rapper’s dead body on an ocean shore Verse 3 - Sleep Sinatra Home is where the heart is Forties poured for the departed The price on my soul ain’t never bargained Peace to all the riots startin' Change ain’t never calm we gotta keep it movin' through the blockage Earth told me know my worth Each verse need a deposit Where I’m livin' we’re land locked it’s The options expand to reach or get lost in The sea of monotony been plottin' on my callin' That’s why I’m all in The steps gettin' steeper, I gotta keep from fallin' Read the cards they told me that trouble’s sprawlin' The poor been righteous meanwhile the devil’s ballin' Disruption’s what I call it Short circuit the system Sleep been a problem they ain't solvin' It’s real magic watch it get whipped in the cauldron
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Verse 1 - Phoenix da Icefire There was a legend named Ringo known and feared knew how to hold a stare older kin folk Motoroller holding back then we sent ringtones shifted weight like insanity he moved slit throat, Pitbulls that barked down your men disrespectful, A symphony of sirens tearing up the street sinful, Knocking out fools flossed out jewels A fistful known to blast missiles never walked past an issue Dirty south had to watch your mouth like Rollys As I speak on time on shit that was hidden like Shinobi’s Top of Deptford market at the Anchor with the junkies Jumanji bred killers like their name was Ted Bundy Heroin induced alcoholic juice love me is what his heart is crying out I saw it in his eyes trust me Hood heroes flexing on zero clothes dusty shame we never reasoned how time flies its ugly touched me It cuts deep like self harm I’m wishful that one day you’ll make it out alive man we miss you Verse 2 - Ramson Badbonez You were that villain continuous on the block And had the wannabes on smash just like a strong dad And in a moment was showing them they were not that Those who played the role there where knocked flat or got shanked like a boss Man had them silent in your presence and with a hot hand showed them violence is your preference Emulate a dark seeker like in I am legend and for the sake of it violating in a second And you thought that shit was funny Robbing and eating them runners taking their grub and money Heavily armed and bally like what your Karma carries show me a gully goons and result that wasn't ugly thug With a rare limp made the fear stick like hair pins to bare kids Have them scared stiff like Blair Witch When they feared your name alone until they saw you naked in that footage on the phone parading on the road Verse 3 - Cyclonious This youth was calm never militant Born from East African immigrants The violence from back home was dissonant Peace was a stimulant he thought he would never grasp Flew to Britain quick fast wishing for a contrast Linked up with the locals trying to fit in and not be seen Spotted by the neighbourhood wolves prowling for a cuisine Stuck their teeth in, every time they saw him, they were feasting Wishing for death just to release him But it never came, all he felt was shame He blamed the locals who watched on and witnessed his pain One late night he found a gun thrown in the park It was loaded he concealed it, left out to embark He waited out on the estate knowing the wolves would spot him And here they came they surrounded him yelling "We got him" Shots rang out and bodies started dropping What he ran from he became and there was no stopping
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Verse 1 – Chima Anya The trolls are losing Ain’t no confusion We steady moving as we try to refine I see improvement I see the movement But there’s work to do let’s keep on the grind Even though, what I’m seeing is dope Still I’m keen to grow ‘cos I know Mans are skeptical, things is seeming slow But know that we go go, strong in courage That justice, love and understanding gonna’ flourish So peace, to agitation, incendiary Welcome to the calm and the joyful and merry Sip a glass of the sherry with a Karen and a Kerry It’s apparent to the many that we’ve had enough of every Attempt to divide us, foster animosity Now we foster things to prosper with ferocity Now we first things to prosper with velocity That’s suttin' that we got to see Hook 1 People think there’s can’t be justice But that thought’s been interrupted Verse 2 Ramson Badbonez Your television’s lying Them economic giants Should get stuck up for the wealth that they stole Plus all that manipulating Your fears and your desires Spirit science and the depth of your soul Trust none of the fronting liars Or daily summarisers Whether the narrative is protesting or a riot Time to plan in silence and form us an alliance Of do or diers And not non questioning compliance Live and pure uncut exposure going global Your government’s unjust Not members of the dog pound but they’re still corrupt The veils of their secrecy are now coming unstuck Awake the masses with commentary of Doctor Sebi The radical fascist has gotten weary in Twenty Twenty To everybody with pain adapting and patience lacking That’s aiming at equality for every and still Hook 2 People think there’s can’t be justice But that thought’s been interrupted
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Hook 1 Tru Trilla Out of the dark we came to light it up Everybody the best but they don’t write enough Man y’all a mess you better tighten up Gun in your face too late to hate lame duck Verse 1 Tru Trilla I leave no survivors, flow molten lava Who the best from Newark to Budapest you a liar I rip your poster Piss on your stage burn your flyer We’ll fly through your car window, shoot out the tyres You ain’t hot dog, no papaya You're boxed off like a flat top Chopped up like crack rock Bagged up in my stash spot Flow dangerous, we a lock out tag Short upper cut will shock you You get knocked out fast Shot the fuck up, cos your ass hopped out last You got the smartest mouth The dumbest one in the class, scared to read out loud Cos everybody’ll laugh, that shit trash Hook 2 – Tru Trilla Out of the dark we came to light it up Everybody the best but they don’t write enough Man y’all a mess you better tighten up Gun in your face too late to hate lame duck Verse 2 - Fly Kwa It’s kinda funny some niggas grow they stay the same I’m blowin' smoke in a new V when I’m changin' lanes Niggas talk a good game they some sore losers 050 the drug that they all usin' Gotta push it in the hood the money is comin' If it’s beef it’s beef, if it’s nothin' it’s nothin' I turn nothin' into somethin' with some hustles baby All in the south war goin' fuckin' crazy Young niggas as well, and they got em choppers Who the fuck you gonna call, Ras Baraka We them street soldiers, don’t wanna war with Kwa We’ll have your whole house surrounded like the warrant squad Hook 3 Tru Trilla Out of the dark we came to light it up Everybody the best but they don’t write enough Man y’all a mess you better tighten up Gun in your face too late to hate lame duck Verse 3 - Prince Ak They lost in the dark I call it private The game too dim we can’t alight it Gems we spit got ‘em excited Flow yo it’s the tightest, rappers they try and bite it Ask him, he’ll deny it Prince Ak he’s the flyest Genitals riders they on my private My shock is glow Bruce Leroy Heroin bars we’re spittin' d boy We’re the real they the decoy The real definition of a G Boy Yeah they rappin' but they don’t write enough Hear the shit that they spittin' but they ain't as tight as us Hook 4 Tru Trilla Out of the dark we came to light it up Everybody the best but they don’t write enough Man y’all a mess you better tighten up Gun in your face too late to hate lame duck
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VERSE 1 Everywhere you so called spitters paint personas But with no clear picture like some smoking mirrors I'm colder than a bare skin winter Rappers are sensitive like hair pin triggers or some rare stick figures Frivolous devilish deeds bring out the menace in me King of a venomous speech Keeping a neat pair of these old hedge trimmers chopping heads but with no hair clippers Like there's no real difference Urinate burial place of a disgrace Switching their face Nicholas Cage insidious ways Ignorant slaves giving them praise with no shame like a bold bear shitting Wrote this here with a smoke clear vision Afro hair wizard expose them rodents biting those microphone chinchillas Shook I put the Blair Witch in them these air head fillers Are so race driven but they won't say niggers. HOOK 1 Rappers be fake no need to remonstrate Or sit around and have a debate Either way you get your lie grilled lie grilled lie grilled lie grilled And they behave just like a wino on a bender or a charity case Desperately in need of mic skills mic skills mic skills mic skills. VERSE 2 I'm solid at the drop of a wallet Full of data like I'm Johnny Mnemonic Or a cosmic Adonis honest Not a con or a novice when dropping knowledge like Sovereign Comics Get your nonsense abolished Lost your logic and trail floosies shooting a failed movie And hugging on male groupies Trying to find any humbleness in them guys that's boujee is impossible blood It's like you’re trying to stop comets The evil I brings worse than the murderous tyranny of Idi Amin going senile with sin Or elite paedophile rings fiending to feed off the shine of our kids and with a beedy eyed grin In a mess of miniature cults because the local blind man is the shepherd Instead of harnessing their craft and making better records They show their ass and go and disrespect their predecessors is the reason I sing HOOK 2 Rappers be fake no need to remonstrate Or sit around and have a debate Either way you get your lie grilled lie grilled lie grilled lie grilled And they behave just like a wino on a bender or a charity case Desperately in need of mic skills mic skills mic skills mic skills.
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Verse 1 – Az Izz I ain't never been loved, if I was I wouldn't recognize it My pen’s my gun, my brain just weaponised it This itchy finger I got, must exercise it Talkin' sloppy seconds, bitch you my second side bitch Imma marry Rihanna have a baby with Tracee Ellis Ross You could tell its boss, you hella soft, fell and lost, I'm in the loft The livin' room’s where I park my Porsche Feet cocked up gas gas, peanut butter breath Took two totes, had to stutter step Good smoke, Good smoke Made a brother wept Drivin' in circles, damn I made another left Vegan Vegan Vegan that’s my lifestyle I’m with the shit turned demon right now Don’t try me nigga try what you believe in I’m a heathen I suggest you be easy pipe down You might drown, put in a box in your night gown Bein' a hype clown, in a white gown Ah your momma watchin' your ass get wiped down By a nigga that’s light brown Welcome to my town Hook 1 Speed Walton I’m higher than the plane yeah we’re takin' off Better let the dogs out the reservoir I unlocked the new level, ‘bout to raise the bar Never front we are who we say we are Yeah we do this on a regular x 4 Verse 2 - Cymarshall Law I should start a camp I make you wanna start a chant Two words you should never put together are Cymar and can’t My music give you the screwface so much you forget how to smile I’m defying the odds so much, it’s going out of style My style is peace but you heard of war Well I destroy my opponents with the universal Law I got Cy Vision like Cyclops from the X-Men And my West Indian massive know say that me no beg friend And if you haven’t yet you’ll feel my energy soon Because my vibe speaks before it even enters the room I come with a set of rare skills That’s like finding a pair of skates with square wheels Rhyme inventor, knew it was my time to enter My aim to spit flame with the brain of Nikola Tesla When you see the Cy logo know there’s nothing you can do to Mar I’m the Sun with a gun every line defines a shooting star Hook 2 – Speed Walton I’m higher than the plane yeah we’re takin' off Better let the dogs out the reservoir I unlocked the new level, ‘bout to raise the bar Never front we are who we say we are Yeah we do this on a regular x 4 Verse 3 – Speed Walton Niggas hopin' that I lose this with their bankin' on Tryin' to steal my formula Gettin' their plankton on I am no crusty crab, what the hell you on World renowned on the microphone I’m Who you favourite rapper tryin' to clone Hater pipe down, and let a nigga zone Flow deadly like a head shot from the chrome Break frail rappers down to their chromosomes Frustration in my tone Cincinnati home You can probably catch me daily where the killers roam Where niggas claim blocks And die over land that the Freemasons own I’m real, these other rappers silicone Easy to crush like Styrofoam Sensation in the underground Leader of the free world Hook 3 – Speed Walton I’m higher than the plane yeah we’re takin' off Better let the dogs out the reservoir I unlocked the new level, ‘bout to raise the bar Never front we are who we say we are Yeah we do this on a regular x 4 Verse 4 - Quip Rhyme author, seen by few like flyin' saucer Jesus nah basilisk, how I walk the water Different aura, got stomped out Adiadoras Lyrical slaughter, from A to Z no Richard Porter Like the Torah ya got the story backwards Futuristic, what I present a push ya wig past tense No cappin', rappin' what they lack in craftin' Don’t need arm bars to have ‘em tap in What happen, what they gone say if I get it shakin' like alcoholics on the wagon No compassion, we clashin', I’m a Vet you a has been But who’s askin', gravedigga', no diary of a madman, what’s crackin' Hook 4 - Speed Walton I’m higher than the plane yeah we’re takin' off Better let the dogs out the reservoir I unlocked the new level, ‘bout to raise the bar Never front we are who we say we are Yeah we do this on a regular x 4
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Verse 1 Recognize Ali Whether it’s written or off the dome I’m spittin' some heavy punches now they shatter your bones Eradicate your clones when you step up on my zone I’m a different type of animal on the microphone let it be known Be wary of the plague that I bring It’s Recognize Ali the underground king Undisputed in the ring, the pound for pound king Fly like a butterfly like a bee I sting, I am sick Boy every single line is a medicine Not a copy cat I invent like Thomas Edison Bow to this regiment Bitch I’m in my element Greenfield you know it’s takeover when they let us in All actual facts, fuck bragging Spit fire nigga you don’t wanna test a dragon You do stay cappin' Me I stay clappin', I ain’t never been bestest son Since I started rappin' rack Verse 2 Skyzoo The beat tailor made me like a Prom Tux Horns everywhere like Wayne Shorter on tour with us I kick a verse for who be serving with their palms shut You either got your arms tucked or your arms up Arms tucked if you relate, like son bodied this Mirrored it like if I was who you was in the lobby with Or your arms up cos you know that who you’re rockin' with Do it like nobody that you been used to followin' Lo’ teddy bears the knitted type Know I’m from Brooklyn so one a week is a given right Anything less, then more or less you ain’t living right At least that’s what they was tellin’ us when they was pitchin’ right Doc Gooden with it you pitchin’ right In a league where you still gotta go hit it right And see what your ending like I end it with a double entendre for the ages SK and Ali ain't shit basic at all, not at all Verse 3 – Juxx Diamondz I’m out of this world like Solar systems Eyes on the prize and I’m keeping my tunnel vision Was taught by the older heads so I learnt my knowledge and wisdom I was born as a prince, I’m king of my own kingdom Lead by example that’s the code that I follow Each one teach one, yeah I live by the motto Been ten toes down on any situation My loyalty is one hundred tell me what’s your explanation What you eat don’t make me shit not even diarrhea The bars nasty like yo chick with the gonorrhea For the bread sauce it up with extra cheese like pizzeria Give you that good gracious oh my, yeah that Momma Mia Top shelf premium best of the A one Competition with myself and I already won Hands down like an amputee Vet Leader of the new shit Diamondz is the best, let’s go

about

Long established as a cornerstone of the UK hip hop scene, prolific rapper Ramson Badbonez swaps the mic for the mixing desk for the first time with the release of his new album “Lead by Example”.

Throughout one of the most impressive production debuts witnessed for many years, benchmark standards are set early with a high bar. Unique in its nature, heavyweights from the USA, Canada and the UK share equal billing in a stellar line up of guest featured artists delivering a showcase of the highest quality lyricism, compelling rhymes and slick wordplay.

Immersed in the culture from his early teenage years, Ramson’s wider influences of original funk, soul, rare groove and jazz are discernible in a soundtrack woven together to fuse the classic and modern eras. Laced with additional scratch sorcery courtesy of turntablists DJ Miracle, Kompoze and DJ Jazz T, each track precision cut as a backdrop for the gamut of verbal artistry to unleash their full artillery.

Rarely, if ever, has such an array of trans-Atlantic talent appeared together on the one record with beats forged in the streets of London. Following the frenzied beat juggling of the album’s intro, "Stay True" lays down the marker, a timeless slice of neck breaking boom bap ferociously torn apart by east coast warriors Reks, Ruste Ruxx & Blacastan. The raucous early exchanges transition to the cool west coast groove of “Rap to the Future” as Dizzy Dustin, Mr Hooper & Canada’s Moka Only take turns in evoking the sights and sounds of earlier years.

The album represents a new additional chapter of a career, and Ramson reminds us of his continued lyrical prowess with sparring partner Mark Fear on the fuel injected “Nonchalant” before again switching gears to the smoky new wave flavours of “Bismillah” blessed by cerebral jewels from Brooklyn’s Justo the MC, Johaz of Dag Savage and prolific Nebraskan Sleep Sinatra.

The art of storytelling underpins “Wolves” with street tales of fallen kingpins as Ramson again picks up the mic with fellow Londoners Cyclonious and Triple Darkness member Phoenix da Icefire through a journey down the city’s underbelly accompanied by the subtle echoes of atmospheric piano loops. The mood shifts direction again as rasping brass stabs strike up and hail the arrival of “Equality for Every”, Ramson this time being joined by “the good doctor” Chima Anya over quirky syncopation as the pair compare notes on racial justice and equal opportunities.

New Jersey verbal assassins Tru Trilla, Fly Kwa and Prince Ak are next to enter the ring with their raw and uncompromising punchlines delivering knockout blows to all comers on “Lame Duck”, the energy intensified by potent bass and kicks combinations that tears through defences and takes no prisoners in a sonic war of attrition.

Going solo on “Chinchillas”, Ramson takes down the fake exponents with sniper-like accuracy, lyrically dissecting his targets with the ease of a surgeon’s knife before his mix of high octane breakbeat and acid-jazz fires up the engines and clears the way for Az Izz of The Outsidaz, Ohio’s Speed Walton and New Jersey natives Cymarshall Law and Quip to bring out the verbal cannons on “Reservoir Dogs”.

It’s an all UK affair on the album’s penultimate track as a “Who’s Who” of the local scene pile in with Ramson to trade bars on the outstanding posse cut “Black Hole Cypher”. Relentless business from Kashmere, Truemendous, MysDiggi, Micall Parknsun, Joker Starr, Gee Bag, Confucius, Jehst and Phoenix da Icefire precedes title track “Lead by Example”, a straight banger with Stateside luminaries Recognize Ali, Skyzoo and New York’s Juxx Diamondz dropping knowledge through trademark dexterous flows to wrap up things up in considerable style.

An essential hip hop collector’s item with few comparisons, an authentic landmark release. This is the real deal.

credits

released August 27, 2021

All tracks produced by Ramson Badbonez
Mixed and Mastered by Mark Fear

Vocals written and performed by the following

"Stay True" Reks, Ruste Juxx and Blacastan
"Rap to the Future" Dizzy Dustin, Mr Hooper & Moka Only
"Nonchalant" Mark Fear & Ramson Badbonez
"Bismillah" Justo the MC, Johaz & Sleep Sinatra
"Wolves" Phoenix da Icefire, Ramson Badbonez & Cyclonious
"Equality for Every" Chima Anya & Ramson Badbonez
"Lame Duck" Tru Trilla, Fly Kwa & Prince Ak
"Chinchillas" Ramson Badbonez
"Reservoir Dogs" Az Izz, Cymarshall Law, Speed Walton & Quip
"Black Hole Cypher" Kashmere, Truemendous, MysDiggi, Micall Parknsun, Joker Starr, Gee Bag, Confucius, Jehst, Phoenix da Icefire & Ramson Badbonez
"Lead By Example" Recognize Ali, Skyzoo & Juxx Diamondz

Cuts performed on the following

"On Your Mark (Intro)" DJ Miracle
"Rap to the Future" Kompoze
"Lead by Example" DJ Jazz T

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