As such, there’s much to unpack for those simply looking to hear lyricists at work over some appropriately grimy production. Boasting a near six-minute runtime, “Pravda” is a unique sort of posse cut, with a minimalist instrumental and some of the underground’s finest wordsmiths bringing their A-game. As such, it won’t be everyone’s cup of tea, but those willing to immerse themselves in the experience will find much to unpack throughout. In fact, Your Old Droog has been steadily on a tear for a minute now, and his upcoming Dump YOD: Krutoy Edition should be another success for the rugged Brooklyn emcee.

Check out “Pravda” now, one of the most stacked and grimy posse cuts to hit the game in a while.

QUOTABLE LYRICS

Okay let’s separate the kings from the cabbage
Civilized from the savage and Gods from the average
The feast from the famine, self-control from abandon
My reach still expandin’ but I’m calm notwithstandin’
Above and beyond sweatin’ who the close seconds is
Toast your beverages in honor of the dope references