“We Be Low” (listen/download)
It’s been a couple of months since the site has heard from the Miami homie Ron Slyda. So when he hit us with his latest offering, it was a must post. It’s called “We Be Low” and will be featured on an upcoming collectors’ album dubbed Strictly For My Slydaz. The production here is polished. The sunken foundation, prominent horn element, deliberate pace, and sleek street vibe mesh victoriously together. The hook is solid. The delivery is earnest and the lyrics are straight forward. The verses are adequate. Ron Slyda brings a charged flow, pointed wordplay, and aggressive rhymes. He switches up his usually laid back perspective for something a little more turnt up. A handful of lines worth observing are: “All I spit is that flame. Gas hoes with that 84. That weak s–t, after my change? Now what the f–k do you take me for? Some lame n—a. Yo bd – no, yo cousin Duke – no, yo uncle Paul – no. Don’t won’t yo number. Don’t want to date ya. Or meet ya mammy. Just drop the draws. Ain’t got time for the bull that come with the game. Them crackers be at me. Fools after my gang. I run with the hammer. I’m chasing the paper. I’m sliding on it as I’m jumping them thangs. I ball out ’til I fall out. Drink until I faint.” Those bars definitely embody the more crunk theme that Slyda was going for with this record. Overall, this is a first-rate single.
**My Two Cents: This is another Ron Slyda cut that I found pretty enjoyable. The change of pace was a nice look. The production still had a bit of finesse about it and the content turned out favorably. It certainly helped create some interest in the upcoming collectors’ project. And no worries, I have been assured that Blue Summer: Recollections Of A Poetic Drunk is still on the way too. So be sure to keep an eye out for future updates regarding both efforts. Readers may also follow Ron Slyda here to make sure they don’t miss out on anything. -MinM