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Big Ghost Presents...The God Forgives, I Dont review
Ayo whattup...the presence of the magnificent benevolent almighty Hands of Zeus aka Cocaine Biceps aka Thor Molecules aka the infamous Galaxy Knuckles or the grand imperial Volcano Hands...otherwise known as Big Ghost is now upon you namsayin. Imma start off like this yo...I got some shit I wanna say before I bless yall wit these scrolls n whatever whatever. Imma drop some vitamins for yall...I got a little history lesson for all the soy milk babies n light in the ass colorful jeans rockin muthafuckas who might be readin this shit namsayin. Dig. Heres a little history.... Ayo back in the early 90s there was a crew called Native Tongues Posse namsayin. It consisted of some groups yalls might be familiar wit...like De La Soul n Jungle Brothers n A Tribe Called Quest et cetera et cetera. I aint even gotta say it twice...them muthafuckas had classics b. Too many to name. But my personal favorite album that came from that camp was by this duo called Black Sheep. It was the DJ Mista Lawnge n my dude Dres on the mic namsayin. The album was called A Wolf In Sheep's Clothing. Shit was one of the most focused n kinda underrated rap joints of the 90s. Not one wack cut on it...n even the skits was kinda dope. The joint that put em on the map was a cut that most yall probably familiar wit...The Choice Is Yours (Revisited).
Apart from bein a banger that can STILL get niggas whylin out in the club throwin chairs n bottles n have broads pullin out they weaves ...the shit had a timeless message in the hook yo..."You can get wit THIS or you can get wit THAT...". Straight up. Hol up tho...lemme get into this Rozay shit for a minute...
Now this LP was spose to drop..Ionno...like a year ago I think...but shit jus kept on gettin pushed back over n over. Bawse shit. Anyways its here now. The hype for this shit was outta control basically. Muthafuckas was fiendin for them fantasy bars n elegant beats that you can usually expect from a Rawse joint. But did this shit live up to the hype? Good question...
1. Pray For Us - "I kno you understand that niggas aint perfect...but we try Lord" ...The only thing I got from this intro is that if you speed up Cuba Gooding's little brother Omar's voice a little he kinda sound like Larenz Tate n shit.
2. Pirates - This shit kinda set the bar way up HERE beat-wise for me... Shit is cold. Like this the kinda beat that might make you wanna pull a lamp post outta the street n smash the windows on some school buses namsayin. Ignorant shit. That fat nigga flowin like a muthafucka on this shit too b. Lyrically he aint sayin shit...but them bars sound good anyways. I was surprised that it was a whole minute n a half before he even sprinkled the word "bricks" in there too yo.
3. 3 Kings feat. Dr Dre & Jay-Z - I dont understand what the fuck Dre thinkin these days b...but basically if you aint produce the beat (the homie Jake One did this one) n you aint write the rhymes (this some Rozay karaoke right here) why you even on the track son? Dont answer that shit...Imma tell you why he on the track. 1) Cuz he mad at 50 Cent for jockin his shit n puttin out some headphones tryin to cut into his market share (good luck wit that shit Curtis) n 2) Cuz Dre aint nothin but a brand now. Word is bond. It aint never been no secret that Dre dont write his own rhymes g...not since back when he was still spittin D.O.C. bars...but this shit is jus excessive as fuck now. On The Recipe wit Kendrick Lamar he jus spittin some ol Kendrick bars n he aint produce that shit neither (Scoop DeVille got that shit poppin). Meanwhile he still talmbout he make 30 beats a day n shit...like cmon son. Ayo Dre you wanna be a producer? Theres real producer shit goin on in the streets man. Niggas is in the grind. Where you be at man? Niggas be buckin. Why you never buckin? Nobody need to hear Dre spittin like he Rozay n then plug his damn headphones all over this shit. "You should listen to this beat thru my headphones". Naw...FUCK ya headphones Dre. You owe us some albums son. Anyways...Jay anchors this shit n I aint gon lie...this is the lamest shit he done spit in a minute. But I kno..."ITS JUS DIFFERENT ®". He also claimin "its jussa freestyle". Niggas dont wanna hear that shit par. Wanna hear a "freestyle" Jay? Go back n listen to this shit n step ya bars up again homie...
4. Ashamed - Ayo that nigga Cool n the other OTHER Dre killed this track yo. So far so good as far as the beat selection go. Rawse spit some shit talmbout "Before I was a fetus...had the genes of a leader". Im pretty sure Ricky weighed 18 lbs as a fetus...but thats neither here nor there nahmean. Accordin to HIM tho...he was workin as a correctional officer back in the day cuz the niggas that HE worked for had him doin that shit (which sounds like a straight fairy tale anyways yo...this nigga need to quit actin like he was in The Departed n shit. Ya fat ass was law enforcement n now you rap b. Son shoulda jus came right out n admitted that shit at the time.."Look I was a c.o... I needed money for pizza pockets n Enyce gear...my bad. Can I live tho?". But thats his business I guess)...he actually doin aight as a "boss". His team eatin. They comin up. I cant front. BUT when son closes out the shit wit "Now Im worth over a billion...Im ashamed to say" he jus needs to get the entire fuck outta here wit that yo. Im sayin...lets draw a line here somewhere par. We already kno the nigga a habitual liar but cmon son... Like we seeeen the Forbes lists son. We kno you sittin on bout $25 mil bruh. Thats still about 24,999,900 than most niggas got in they bank accounts either way namsayin. You aint gotta lie. I aint no mathematical wizard or nothin yo...but Im pretty sure you like 975 m's short of that bullshit ass figure you story fabricatin ass muthafucka. I fucks wit this shit tho.
5. Maybach Music IV - I aint gon lie...the beat is cool...but Im gettin sick of these shits b. The only difference this time round is theres no body else rhymin on this shit. Which means you gotta hear MORE stupid shit comin outta sons mouth than usual..."Im a Mike Tyson type a typewriter sniper" (fuckouttahere...nigga tryin to spit some complex flows now)..."Niggas get abused like boys at Penn State" (Smh...not even a pause...)..."Get a blowjob..have a seizure on a Lear" (....). But like I said...I aint really feelin none of this smooth shit b. Im still waitin on the amped up joints...that GOTTA CHOPPER IN THE CAR RUHHH RUHHH type shit namsayin...
6. Sixteen feat. Andre 3000 - More smooth shit... Ayo I get that niggas need to get they creative on sometimes...but this a corny concept b. "When sixteen (bars) aint enough...". Son...you talk bout movin imaginary bricks, red bottoms, whippin work, broads, luxury rides n flyin to exotic locales on ALL ya joints. You could probably make the point you BEEN tryin to make since ya first album in less than 1 bar by now yo. You aint sayin nothin deep bruh. But the bullshit you spittin on this track is on another SMH level..."Eisenhower status, Etta James on the dash/Smooth as John Coltrane cruisin in the Cadillac..." That boy 3 Stacks went hammer on this shit tho. Took a couple listens to hear how ICE. COLD. that verse was for me...but son went in. Hook is trash tho.
7. Amsterdam - This a cool track... He aint really sayin shit but shit is kinda nice. Overall I fucks wit it...but the outro shit talk might be another story. "Im not the type of nigga that you bump into at a 7-Eleven n jus pull your pistol on him n do what the fuck you wanna do. Niggas like me...you gotta get permission homie" Fam...that might be THE most fuckouttahere moment on a album thats already overflowin wit fuckouttahere moments yo. Matter fact...lyrically Ricky's whole catalog is like a fountain of fuckouttahere moments...but THIS shit is where niggas gotta draw the line. Dont NOBODY need permission to off this muthafucka son. You might gotta pay off a couple police...but that bout it. Ayo the pizza boy could clap his fat ass for not tippin him enough n he wont gotta pay no consequence for that shit unless he get caught on security camera. Rawse aint no made nigga b. Stop it b...
8. Hold Me Back - This shit dropped a few months before the album got leaked...so its been out for a minute. First off...this shit sounds like some Lex Luger shit...but it aint. Son got that ignorance on deck tho. "I look in my fridge...my shit lookin scarce"...Thats probably cuz you ate ey'thing bruh.
9. 911 - I see what this muthafucka tried to do here... Aight first off yo explain how the synths on this shit sound exactly like the last shit... Shit sounds like its the Hold Me Back remix b. Word. So basically thats two beats that sound like Lex Luger shit n neither one of em was actually produced by Lex Luger. Thats some fuckshit right there yo. But check it...this is tracks 8 n 9 son. You dont actually gotta be no mathematical Good Will Hunting ass nigga to piece this shit together but tracks 8 n 9 on Teflon Don was MC Hammer n BMF...the two hardest joints on the album. AND them shits was actually produced by Lex namsayin. So these tracks is like the color by numbers shit. This the watered down version of that glorious shit from his last LP. Im appalled by that b. We wont even get into the whole fact that this one of the last dudes who should be makin a joint called 911. I dont care if he referrin to a Porsche.
10. So Sophisticated feat. Meek Mill - Now THIS shit is a problem. Beat Bully killed this shit. Best part is it bangs but it aint dickridin nobody else style. Meek goes in....Rawse sayin some stupid shit but he goin in too. Most of all tho the beat slaps. I fucks wit this.
11. Presidential feat. Elijah Blake - Theres two verisons of Pharrell b. First one is the dude who made Grindin for the Clipse n some other stipped down bangers like Snoop's Drop It Like Its Hot n Jay's Blue Magic. Then theres the dude who made all that Excuse Me Miss n high pitched singin commercial pop shit for broads. This particular joint was kinda produced by a combination of both em niggas. Theres a boom bap type beat under all that smooth shit goin on...its a hard track wit mad smooth shit piled on top of it namsayin. I aint mad at it. But the dude singin the hook could crack the glasses in ya cupboards if you turn this shit up too loud b. Son could make homie from the Stylistics sound like Isaac Hayes n shit.
12. Ice Cold feat. Omarion - Imma keep it 100 wit yall....I wasnt feelin this whole Omarion move at all yo. When Rawse signed the dude I was thinkin he might as well jus go sign Tevin Campbell n MC Brains while he at it. Like who the fuck else he gon sign...Teairra Mari? Blu Cantrell? Skeelo? But real shit...Omarion kinda doin his thing on these MMG joints. Yeah I said it. Probably gon regret that shit in like 10 minutes tho. Anyways...it aint nothin amazin but I cant be mad at this joint.
13. Touch N You feat. Usher - I dont mean no hate by this yo...but fuck Usher. And fuck this audio baby shit too.
14. Diced Pineapples feat. Wale & Drake aka The Shepherd of Faggotry - This is technically the 4th broad-catering joint in a row now yo. Im sayin...who the fuck sequenced this shit? But anyways..after some more of the usual spoken word intro shit by the George Costanza of rap aka Olubowale...Ricky commences to spit some ol next level sucker shit over the most hoe assed beat on the whole album. THEN...jus when you think this shit cant get any more cornball...Mr Velveeta hisself emerges from his lagoon of dicks witta rose in his teeth again to somersault his way thru the hook n start croonin like a even more bitchass version of his usual bitchass self. How this Y chromosome deficient ass nigga is still gettin a pass I cant even tell you b... And yo...why these niggas always so depressin? Even when they braggin n boastin they sound like some emotional hoes. Aint even jus bout that sucker Drake namsayin. The song was wack even before his voice lactated all over it. But still...fuck the day that birthed the bastard who journeyed into that enchanted forest n pulled Drake's cryogenically fozen ass outta the womb of that prehistoric unicorn or whatever kinda magical creature he was found inside of n thawed him out for the world to hear anyways b. Sons been suckin on the same dick of misery n loneliness since So Far Gone. And fuck this song too. This shits like a sonic ejaculation from Lady Gaga's nutsack son. I hope I never hear this shit again b.
15. Ten Jesus Pieces feat. Stalley - This some more of that smoothed out J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League shit. Aint really nothin special...he actually coulda called this shit Maybach Music V cuz it sounds like them joints do. Im sayin the shit is kinda regular. Compared to the last shit tho it sounds like G Thang. Stalley kinda saves this joint from fast forward status too. The Rawse bars aint nothin special tho.
16. Triple Beam Dreams feat. Nas - They had to call this shit a bonus track cuz Ricky wasnt smart enough to save it for the album namsayin. Think the husky nigga got a little too confident thinkin he was gon stay poppin tho. Somehow he thought this shit was mixtape worthy...But his feet done cooled n now the hardest joint on his whole album jussa bonus track from 8 months ago on the "deluxe edition". This what happens when niggas start feelin theyselves too much tho. They get comfortable n throw they best tracks on mixtapes n come wit some halfass shit when it comes to they albums. And that boy Nasir went hard on this muthafucka too b. Son spit 32 bars of that dopeboy shit...n them bars had crazy details n shit. And right there is when you hear the difference between a MC n a rapper. Nas paintin vivid ass portraits of a young dude in the projects comin from nothin n havin dreams of what he seen in movies like Scarface...he starts slingin his little rocks but his shit got pookies frontin on his shit....n then this scenario unfolds namsayin...
I took it back to papi...aint tryna take no losses
He focuses on my emotionless young dealer face then pauses
He gives me powder...he has faith in Nas's ambitions to distribute coke
Had addicitions to gold chains, Mercedes Benz hopes...but again Im broke
This shit aint cut for me...other dealers they up they orders
Barely at 62s...they already up to quarters
That shit right there is the most honest moment on the album b. And that shit probably wasnt even a true story yo...but that picture is so acurate son. He got his little canvas n he got his paints n shit...he got mad colors namsayin like yellow n blue n red n orange n purple n whatever... On the flip tho...that nigga Rozay dont even GOT a believable side namsayin. His shit is all colored in crayolas...the little 3 pack joints tho that they be givin little niggas at Dennys n shit. His pictures aint artistic like that yo. Somehow the character in his movie always come out on top son. The character in his movies is a cross between The Terminator, Nino Brown, Warren Buffett n Zorro or some shit. Thats that bullshit son. Son got zero chill in him...
17. Rich Forever feat. John Legend - As most yall already kno this shit was also on the Rich Forever mixtape. Personally I think this shit is jus aight. This shit got John L. singin for a good minute before Wale...oh no wait thats actually Rawse...comes in n spits more victory bars. "A hundred mil aint enough" (But how would you kno that Ricky?) ..."Worth 40 m's...is he still dealin drugs?" (Try again b...you still over by like 15 mil). Anyways yo...the shit cool. It jus aint really my favorite shit or nothin like that.
On some observational shit tho...this nigga aint even spose to be here namsayin. Sons stars jus got aligned the right way at the right time n now he gettin cake off shit most niggas would get they ass beat for. When 50 tried to end ol boy's career he actually did a thoro job of eatin the niggas food. He shoulda BEEN killed his career. Son took Ls galore. Ricky had a big ass L wit little Ls sprinkled on top of it. But somehow he let all em shits slide offa him. Like he stay lightly coated in butter or some shit. But yo...lotta yall might take offense but somebody gotta get Ricky on a P365X program or some shit cuz homies cholesterol levels must be buggin. Rawse look like he 5 years pregnant b. That rotund shit is played out son. Most clothes dont come in that niggas size b...on some "S, M, L, XL, XXL, XXXL, XXXXL, RICK ROSS" shit at the store yo. As a society we can do better tho. We gotta educate the kids namsayin. The seeds need to be learnin bout health n exercise n gettin they vitamins n nutrients so on n so forth namsayin...the No BPAs generation of little niggas nahmean. Word is bond. This joint aint for ey'body...but the shit is whats poppin right now. I get that b. I aint gon front. But Rawse done dropped better shit than this before namsayin.
2.5 Zeus Slaps outta 5
Or you can get wit that...
Back to what I was sayin yo...we need to take back some power here son. When you go to a McDonalds n you look up at the menu board you got a choice namsayin. You can order the shit they known for servin ey'time you go there OR you can wise up. Im sayin...yeah you can get you a little Quarter Pounder wit fries n a strawberry shake namsayin...its all good...I mean...its McDonalds yo...thats what they be servin at McDonalds son. But ONCE IN A WHILE... you might wanna order some shit off the "healthy choices" menu namsayin. Get you a grilled chicken salad or a snack wrap or some shit like that... have you a fruit parfait (no homo) instead of the hot fudge sundae nahmean. Its like this b...rap music is McDonalds...but you dont gotta eat the junk food ALL THE TIME namsayin...
That first Black Sheep joint dropped 20 years ago son. Word...so I dont expect little niggas to kno what that shit meant back then. Bottom line is that was a platinum single tho. Wasnt nothin pop bout that shit neither. Niggas use to rebuke trash. Muthafuckas aint embrace that bullshit. We let the mainstream have that shit. Fast forward to Two Thousand n Now...niggas LOVE corny shit. Niggas EMBRACE that bullshit. That extraterrestrial rodent Tyga? Niggas embrace that shit. That stretched out lesbian salamander Wiz? Niggas embrace that shit. The Wizard of Pause Drake aka the human yeast infection? You kno what Im gettin at... So when I got word that the homie Dres from Black Sheep was doin a whole album wit Jarobi from A Tribe Called Quest under the name EVITAN (Native backwards for yall slow muthafuckas)...that shit made my ears snap up namsayin. The god was "intrigued" n shit. First off...anybody thats a TRUE fan of Tribe has always wondered what the fuck Jarobi did in ATCQ. Thats jus been a question niggas been askin since day one...like what the fuck do Jarobi do in the group b? Son aint even in the pictures on the sleeves of the albums or nothin yo. The fuck kinda way is this to treat a member of the group son? Muthafuckin De La Soul let son get on a track...why yall aint let him get on Low End Theory? How bout Midnight Marauders? "Sometimes Y"? The fuck is that shit son? Consequence was on like half of Beats, Rhymes N Life but "Sometimes Y" wasnt on that shit. The Love Movement...niggas knew that was gon be the last album n still...NOPE. No Jarobi on that shit. He on the first LP for like 28 seconds n thats it. But here son is gettin his shine on for once. I mean...son wasnt lowkey the next Rakim gettin pushed to the back all those years...as most of us had probably guessed n shit. But Im surprised son actually do rap. I mean son raps. Who knew yo? Turns out Jarobi sounds a lot like a cross between MF Doom n Talib Kweli wit some Phife Dawg sprinkled in there. But yo...chances are a lot of yall dont kno nothin bout this release so Imma jus speak on it real quick...
Lotta these beats is "on some smooth shit"...but they still sound dope cuz its some straight boom bap shit. The beats slap n the message on this whole project seems to be bout upliftment n whatever. So I dig that. I do fuck wit that ignorant shit as most yall probably kno...but its good to have a salad once in a while namsayin. You gotta have ya greens...get some health in you namsayin. I dont like preachy message shit tho...but this aint that so its all good. Like the hook go on the first track (Keep Keepin On)... "Keep keepin on, the light shine throughout ya lifetime..." I fucks wit that. On another joint called Whats The Happs...you see what these brothers is bout...they speakin on real life shit. The convo is basically jus what regular muthafuckas headed out to the spot to do regular things on the weekend might sound like namsayin. Plain n simple. Niggas aint always gotta be in they raps talmbout look at me pullin up to the club in a $2 million Bugatti wit 6 Audemars on each wrist n necklaces chipped up on some don shit namsayin. The average nigga AINT a don nahmean. Niggas stunt 100x heavier in they rhymes than they do in they realities yo. Dont nobody really wanna hear that shit namsayin. Unless you do that wit some creativity. These dudes is on some sophisticated grown man shit tho. And the guests on this shit compliment that vibe nahmean. Couple dudes from some OTHER legendary crews...Casual (from Heiroglyphics) n Craig G (of the world famous Juice Crew) get they time to shine on some tracks too. Shit starts to get more street level toward the end of the album tho...startin wit Somebody Called The Cops which features a gutter sixteen by Havoc from Mobb Deep. Hot Damn is a grimy joint that uses parts of Tribe's World Tour n the "engine engine number nine" breakdown from The Choice Is Yours (same one Dres performs on the Slaughterhouse joint) in the hook. On the final track...which is magnificent...they do exactly what it says in the title...Dumb Out (feat. Punchline). But my hands down favorite shit on this album is Let The Horns Blow. I wouldnt call it a throwback or nothin but the shit jus reminds me of when niggas was into loopin up horn samples n whatever. Might be time to bring that shit back (Shout outs to Pete Rock). Funny thing bout it is Dres was featured on a Chi Ali joint (along wit Trugoy from De La Soul, Fashion from The Beatnuts n Phife from ATCQ) called Let The Horns Blow back in the early 90s. Anyhow yo... I aint gon front n tell you that this shit bout to change the face of hip hop forever...n maybe its jus the fan in me but I woulda liked to hear Dres goin for dolo on a whole album again. Son is one of the most underrated n nicest MCs ever to me. Jarobi cool but Dres is on another level to me nahmean. But they make a dope combo still. Also theres a bigger purpose to shit like this...even if it aint intentional nahmean. This shit aint really bringin nothin new to the table...but its still fresh. Like some new socks for ya old shoes. They actually doin more by bringin sumthin old to the table anyways...they bringin some of that original essence back to the music they makin (without makin some old school shit). But MORE important than that...they bringin some honesty to the joints they makin. Niggas like Rick Ross might wanna throw summa that shit into they own music in between all that sci-fi stuntin too. Word life.
Aight peace.
3.5 Zeus Slaps outta 5
Ayo whattup...the presence of the magnificent benevolent almighty Hands of Zeus aka Cocaine Biceps aka Thor Molecules aka the infamous Galaxy Knuckles or the grand imperial Volcano Hands...otherwise known as Big Ghost is now upon you namsayin. Imma start off like this yo...I got some shit I wanna say before I bless yall wit these scrolls n whatever whatever. Imma drop some vitamins for yall...I got a little history lesson for all the soy milk babies n light in the ass colorful jeans rockin muthafuckas who might be readin this shit namsayin. Dig. Heres a little history.... Ayo back in the early 90s there was a crew called Native Tongues Posse namsayin. It consisted of some groups yalls might be familiar wit...like De La Soul n Jungle Brothers n A Tribe Called Quest et cetera et cetera. I aint even gotta say it twice...them muthafuckas had classics b. Too many to name. But my personal favorite album that came from that camp was by this duo called Black Sheep. It was the DJ Mista Lawnge n my dude Dres on the mic namsayin. The album was called A Wolf In Sheep's Clothing. Shit was one of the most focused n kinda underrated rap joints of the 90s. Not one wack cut on it...n even the skits was kinda dope. The joint that put em on the map was a cut that most yall probably familiar wit...The Choice Is Yours (Revisited).
Apart from bein a banger that can STILL get niggas whylin out in the club throwin chairs n bottles n have broads pullin out they weaves ...the shit had a timeless message in the hook yo..."You can get wit THIS or you can get wit THAT...". Straight up. Hol up tho...lemme get into this Rozay shit for a minute...
Now this LP was spose to drop..Ionno...like a year ago I think...but shit jus kept on gettin pushed back over n over. Bawse shit. Anyways its here now. The hype for this shit was outta control basically. Muthafuckas was fiendin for them fantasy bars n elegant beats that you can usually expect from a Rawse joint. But did this shit live up to the hype? Good question...
1. Pray For Us - "I kno you understand that niggas aint perfect...but we try Lord" ...The only thing I got from this intro is that if you speed up Cuba Gooding's little brother Omar's voice a little he kinda sound like Larenz Tate n shit.
2. Pirates - This shit kinda set the bar way up HERE beat-wise for me... Shit is cold. Like this the kinda beat that might make you wanna pull a lamp post outta the street n smash the windows on some school buses namsayin. Ignorant shit. That fat nigga flowin like a muthafucka on this shit too b. Lyrically he aint sayin shit...but them bars sound good anyways. I was surprised that it was a whole minute n a half before he even sprinkled the word "bricks" in there too yo.
3. 3 Kings feat. Dr Dre & Jay-Z - I dont understand what the fuck Dre thinkin these days b...but basically if you aint produce the beat (the homie Jake One did this one) n you aint write the rhymes (this some Rozay karaoke right here) why you even on the track son? Dont answer that shit...Imma tell you why he on the track. 1) Cuz he mad at 50 Cent for jockin his shit n puttin out some headphones tryin to cut into his market share (good luck wit that shit Curtis) n 2) Cuz Dre aint nothin but a brand now. Word is bond. It aint never been no secret that Dre dont write his own rhymes g...not since back when he was still spittin D.O.C. bars...but this shit is jus excessive as fuck now. On The Recipe wit Kendrick Lamar he jus spittin some ol Kendrick bars n he aint produce that shit neither (Scoop DeVille got that shit poppin). Meanwhile he still talmbout he make 30 beats a day n shit...like cmon son. Ayo Dre you wanna be a producer? Theres real producer shit goin on in the streets man. Niggas is in the grind. Where you be at man? Niggas be buckin. Why you never buckin? Nobody need to hear Dre spittin like he Rozay n then plug his damn headphones all over this shit. "You should listen to this beat thru my headphones". Naw...FUCK ya headphones Dre. You owe us some albums son. Anyways...Jay anchors this shit n I aint gon lie...this is the lamest shit he done spit in a minute. But I kno..."ITS JUS DIFFERENT ®". He also claimin "its jussa freestyle". Niggas dont wanna hear that shit par. Wanna hear a "freestyle" Jay? Go back n listen to this shit n step ya bars up again homie...
4. Ashamed - Ayo that nigga Cool n the other OTHER Dre killed this track yo. So far so good as far as the beat selection go. Rawse spit some shit talmbout "Before I was a fetus...had the genes of a leader". Im pretty sure Ricky weighed 18 lbs as a fetus...but thats neither here nor there nahmean. Accordin to HIM tho...he was workin as a correctional officer back in the day cuz the niggas that HE worked for had him doin that shit (which sounds like a straight fairy tale anyways yo...this nigga need to quit actin like he was in The Departed n shit. Ya fat ass was law enforcement n now you rap b. Son shoulda jus came right out n admitted that shit at the time.."Look I was a c.o... I needed money for pizza pockets n Enyce gear...my bad. Can I live tho?". But thats his business I guess)...he actually doin aight as a "boss". His team eatin. They comin up. I cant front. BUT when son closes out the shit wit "Now Im worth over a billion...Im ashamed to say" he jus needs to get the entire fuck outta here wit that yo. Im sayin...lets draw a line here somewhere par. We already kno the nigga a habitual liar but cmon son... Like we seeeen the Forbes lists son. We kno you sittin on bout $25 mil bruh. Thats still about 24,999,900 than most niggas got in they bank accounts either way namsayin. You aint gotta lie. I aint no mathematical wizard or nothin yo...but Im pretty sure you like 975 m's short of that bullshit ass figure you story fabricatin ass muthafucka. I fucks wit this shit tho.
5. Maybach Music IV - I aint gon lie...the beat is cool...but Im gettin sick of these shits b. The only difference this time round is theres no body else rhymin on this shit. Which means you gotta hear MORE stupid shit comin outta sons mouth than usual..."Im a Mike Tyson type a typewriter sniper" (fuckouttahere...nigga tryin to spit some complex flows now)..."Niggas get abused like boys at Penn State" (Smh...not even a pause...)..."Get a blowjob..have a seizure on a Lear" (....). But like I said...I aint really feelin none of this smooth shit b. Im still waitin on the amped up joints...that GOTTA CHOPPER IN THE CAR RUHHH RUHHH type shit namsayin...
6. Sixteen feat. Andre 3000 - More smooth shit... Ayo I get that niggas need to get they creative on sometimes...but this a corny concept b. "When sixteen (bars) aint enough...". Son...you talk bout movin imaginary bricks, red bottoms, whippin work, broads, luxury rides n flyin to exotic locales on ALL ya joints. You could probably make the point you BEEN tryin to make since ya first album in less than 1 bar by now yo. You aint sayin nothin deep bruh. But the bullshit you spittin on this track is on another SMH level..."Eisenhower status, Etta James on the dash/Smooth as John Coltrane cruisin in the Cadillac..." That boy 3 Stacks went hammer on this shit tho. Took a couple listens to hear how ICE. COLD. that verse was for me...but son went in. Hook is trash tho.
7. Amsterdam - This a cool track... He aint really sayin shit but shit is kinda nice. Overall I fucks wit it...but the outro shit talk might be another story. "Im not the type of nigga that you bump into at a 7-Eleven n jus pull your pistol on him n do what the fuck you wanna do. Niggas like me...you gotta get permission homie" Fam...that might be THE most fuckouttahere moment on a album thats already overflowin wit fuckouttahere moments yo. Matter fact...lyrically Ricky's whole catalog is like a fountain of fuckouttahere moments...but THIS shit is where niggas gotta draw the line. Dont NOBODY need permission to off this muthafucka son. You might gotta pay off a couple police...but that bout it. Ayo the pizza boy could clap his fat ass for not tippin him enough n he wont gotta pay no consequence for that shit unless he get caught on security camera. Rawse aint no made nigga b. Stop it b...
8. Hold Me Back - This shit dropped a few months before the album got leaked...so its been out for a minute. First off...this shit sounds like some Lex Luger shit...but it aint. Son got that ignorance on deck tho. "I look in my fridge...my shit lookin scarce"...Thats probably cuz you ate ey'thing bruh.
9. 911 - I see what this muthafucka tried to do here... Aight first off yo explain how the synths on this shit sound exactly like the last shit... Shit sounds like its the Hold Me Back remix b. Word. So basically thats two beats that sound like Lex Luger shit n neither one of em was actually produced by Lex Luger. Thats some fuckshit right there yo. But check it...this is tracks 8 n 9 son. You dont actually gotta be no mathematical Good Will Hunting ass nigga to piece this shit together but tracks 8 n 9 on Teflon Don was MC Hammer n BMF...the two hardest joints on the album. AND them shits was actually produced by Lex namsayin. So these tracks is like the color by numbers shit. This the watered down version of that glorious shit from his last LP. Im appalled by that b. We wont even get into the whole fact that this one of the last dudes who should be makin a joint called 911. I dont care if he referrin to a Porsche.
10. So Sophisticated feat. Meek Mill - Now THIS shit is a problem. Beat Bully killed this shit. Best part is it bangs but it aint dickridin nobody else style. Meek goes in....Rawse sayin some stupid shit but he goin in too. Most of all tho the beat slaps. I fucks wit this.
11. Presidential feat. Elijah Blake - Theres two verisons of Pharrell b. First one is the dude who made Grindin for the Clipse n some other stipped down bangers like Snoop's Drop It Like Its Hot n Jay's Blue Magic. Then theres the dude who made all that Excuse Me Miss n high pitched singin commercial pop shit for broads. This particular joint was kinda produced by a combination of both em niggas. Theres a boom bap type beat under all that smooth shit goin on...its a hard track wit mad smooth shit piled on top of it namsayin. I aint mad at it. But the dude singin the hook could crack the glasses in ya cupboards if you turn this shit up too loud b. Son could make homie from the Stylistics sound like Isaac Hayes n shit.
12. Ice Cold feat. Omarion - Imma keep it 100 wit yall....I wasnt feelin this whole Omarion move at all yo. When Rawse signed the dude I was thinkin he might as well jus go sign Tevin Campbell n MC Brains while he at it. Like who the fuck else he gon sign...Teairra Mari? Blu Cantrell? Skeelo? But real shit...Omarion kinda doin his thing on these MMG joints. Yeah I said it. Probably gon regret that shit in like 10 minutes tho. Anyways...it aint nothin amazin but I cant be mad at this joint.
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13. Touch N You feat. Usher - I dont mean no hate by this yo...but fuck Usher. And fuck this audio baby shit too.
14. Diced Pineapples feat. Wale & Drake aka The Shepherd of Faggotry - This is technically the 4th broad-catering joint in a row now yo. Im sayin...who the fuck sequenced this shit? But anyways..after some more of the usual spoken word intro shit by the George Costanza of rap aka Olubowale...Ricky commences to spit some ol next level sucker shit over the most hoe assed beat on the whole album. THEN...jus when you think this shit cant get any more cornball...Mr Velveeta hisself emerges from his lagoon of dicks witta rose in his teeth again to somersault his way thru the hook n start croonin like a even more bitchass version of his usual bitchass self. How this Y chromosome deficient ass nigga is still gettin a pass I cant even tell you b... And yo...why these niggas always so depressin? Even when they braggin n boastin they sound like some emotional hoes. Aint even jus bout that sucker Drake namsayin. The song was wack even before his voice lactated all over it. But still...fuck the day that birthed the bastard who journeyed into that enchanted forest n pulled Drake's cryogenically fozen ass outta the womb of that prehistoric unicorn or whatever kinda magical creature he was found inside of n thawed him out for the world to hear anyways b. Sons been suckin on the same dick of misery n loneliness since So Far Gone. And fuck this song too. This shits like a sonic ejaculation from Lady Gaga's nutsack son. I hope I never hear this shit again b.
15. Ten Jesus Pieces feat. Stalley - This some more of that smoothed out J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League shit. Aint really nothin special...he actually coulda called this shit Maybach Music V cuz it sounds like them joints do. Im sayin the shit is kinda regular. Compared to the last shit tho it sounds like G Thang. Stalley kinda saves this joint from fast forward status too. The Rawse bars aint nothin special tho.
16. Triple Beam Dreams feat. Nas - They had to call this shit a bonus track cuz Ricky wasnt smart enough to save it for the album namsayin. Think the husky nigga got a little too confident thinkin he was gon stay poppin tho. Somehow he thought this shit was mixtape worthy...But his feet done cooled n now the hardest joint on his whole album jussa bonus track from 8 months ago on the "deluxe edition". This what happens when niggas start feelin theyselves too much tho. They get comfortable n throw they best tracks on mixtapes n come wit some halfass shit when it comes to they albums. And that boy Nasir went hard on this muthafucka too b. Son spit 32 bars of that dopeboy shit...n them bars had crazy details n shit. And right there is when you hear the difference between a MC n a rapper. Nas paintin vivid ass portraits of a young dude in the projects comin from nothin n havin dreams of what he seen in movies like Scarface...he starts slingin his little rocks but his shit got pookies frontin on his shit....n then this scenario unfolds namsayin...
I took it back to papi...aint tryna take no losses
He focuses on my emotionless young dealer face then pauses
He gives me powder...he has faith in Nas's ambitions to distribute coke
Had addicitions to gold chains, Mercedes Benz hopes...but again Im broke
This shit aint cut for me...other dealers they up they orders
Barely at 62s...they already up to quarters
That shit right there is the most honest moment on the album b. And that shit probably wasnt even a true story yo...but that picture is so acurate son. He got his little canvas n he got his paints n shit...he got mad colors namsayin like yellow n blue n red n orange n purple n whatever... On the flip tho...that nigga Rozay dont even GOT a believable side namsayin. His shit is all colored in crayolas...the little 3 pack joints tho that they be givin little niggas at Dennys n shit. His pictures aint artistic like that yo. Somehow the character in his movie always come out on top son. The character in his movies is a cross between The Terminator, Nino Brown, Warren Buffett n Zorro or some shit. Thats that bullshit son. Son got zero chill in him...
17. Rich Forever feat. John Legend - As most yall already kno this shit was also on the Rich Forever mixtape. Personally I think this shit is jus aight. This shit got John L. singin for a good minute before Wale...oh no wait thats actually Rawse...comes in n spits more victory bars. "A hundred mil aint enough" (But how would you kno that Ricky?) ..."Worth 40 m's...is he still dealin drugs?" (Try again b...you still over by like 15 mil). Anyways yo...the shit cool. It jus aint really my favorite shit or nothin like that.
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On some observational shit tho...this nigga aint even spose to be here namsayin. Sons stars jus got aligned the right way at the right time n now he gettin cake off shit most niggas would get they ass beat for. When 50 tried to end ol boy's career he actually did a thoro job of eatin the niggas food. He shoulda BEEN killed his career. Son took Ls galore. Ricky had a big ass L wit little Ls sprinkled on top of it. But somehow he let all em shits slide offa him. Like he stay lightly coated in butter or some shit. But yo...lotta yall might take offense but somebody gotta get Ricky on a P365X program or some shit cuz homies cholesterol levels must be buggin. Rawse look like he 5 years pregnant b. That rotund shit is played out son. Most clothes dont come in that niggas size b...on some "S, M, L, XL, XXL, XXXL, XXXXL, RICK ROSS" shit at the store yo. As a society we can do better tho. We gotta educate the kids namsayin. The seeds need to be learnin bout health n exercise n gettin they vitamins n nutrients so on n so forth namsayin...the No BPAs generation of little niggas nahmean. Word is bond. This joint aint for ey'body...but the shit is whats poppin right now. I get that b. I aint gon front. But Rawse done dropped better shit than this before namsayin.
2.5 Zeus Slaps outta 5
Or you can get wit that...
Back to what I was sayin yo...we need to take back some power here son. When you go to a McDonalds n you look up at the menu board you got a choice namsayin. You can order the shit they known for servin ey'time you go there OR you can wise up. Im sayin...yeah you can get you a little Quarter Pounder wit fries n a strawberry shake namsayin...its all good...I mean...its McDonalds yo...thats what they be servin at McDonalds son. But ONCE IN A WHILE... you might wanna order some shit off the "healthy choices" menu namsayin. Get you a grilled chicken salad or a snack wrap or some shit like that... have you a fruit parfait (no homo) instead of the hot fudge sundae nahmean. Its like this b...rap music is McDonalds...but you dont gotta eat the junk food ALL THE TIME namsayin...
That first Black Sheep joint dropped 20 years ago son. Word...so I dont expect little niggas to kno what that shit meant back then. Bottom line is that was a platinum single tho. Wasnt nothin pop bout that shit neither. Niggas use to rebuke trash. Muthafuckas aint embrace that bullshit. We let the mainstream have that shit. Fast forward to Two Thousand n Now...niggas LOVE corny shit. Niggas EMBRACE that bullshit. That extraterrestrial rodent Tyga? Niggas embrace that shit. That stretched out lesbian salamander Wiz? Niggas embrace that shit. The Wizard of Pause Drake aka the human yeast infection? You kno what Im gettin at... So when I got word that the homie Dres from Black Sheep was doin a whole album wit Jarobi from A Tribe Called Quest under the name EVITAN (Native backwards for yall slow muthafuckas)...that shit made my ears snap up namsayin. The god was "intrigued" n shit. First off...anybody thats a TRUE fan of Tribe has always wondered what the fuck Jarobi did in ATCQ. Thats jus been a question niggas been askin since day one...like what the fuck do Jarobi do in the group b? Son aint even in the pictures on the sleeves of the albums or nothin yo. The fuck kinda way is this to treat a member of the group son? Muthafuckin De La Soul let son get on a track...why yall aint let him get on Low End Theory? How bout Midnight Marauders? "Sometimes Y"? The fuck is that shit son? Consequence was on like half of Beats, Rhymes N Life but "Sometimes Y" wasnt on that shit. The Love Movement...niggas knew that was gon be the last album n still...NOPE. No Jarobi on that shit. He on the first LP for like 28 seconds n thats it. But here son is gettin his shine on for once. I mean...son wasnt lowkey the next Rakim gettin pushed to the back all those years...as most of us had probably guessed n shit. But Im surprised son actually do rap. I mean son raps. Who knew yo? Turns out Jarobi sounds a lot like a cross between MF Doom n Talib Kweli wit some Phife Dawg sprinkled in there. But yo...chances are a lot of yall dont kno nothin bout this release so Imma jus speak on it real quick...
Lotta these beats is "on some smooth shit"...but they still sound dope cuz its some straight boom bap shit. The beats slap n the message on this whole project seems to be bout upliftment n whatever. So I dig that. I do fuck wit that ignorant shit as most yall probably kno...but its good to have a salad once in a while namsayin. You gotta have ya greens...get some health in you namsayin. I dont like preachy message shit tho...but this aint that so its all good. Like the hook go on the first track (Keep Keepin On)... "Keep keepin on, the light shine throughout ya lifetime..." I fucks wit that. On another joint called Whats The Happs...you see what these brothers is bout...they speakin on real life shit. The convo is basically jus what regular muthafuckas headed out to the spot to do regular things on the weekend might sound like namsayin. Plain n simple. Niggas aint always gotta be in they raps talmbout look at me pullin up to the club in a $2 million Bugatti wit 6 Audemars on each wrist n necklaces chipped up on some don shit namsayin. The average nigga AINT a don nahmean. Niggas stunt 100x heavier in they rhymes than they do in they realities yo. Dont nobody really wanna hear that shit namsayin. Unless you do that wit some creativity. These dudes is on some sophisticated grown man shit tho. And the guests on this shit compliment that vibe nahmean. Couple dudes from some OTHER legendary crews...Casual (from Heiroglyphics) n Craig G (of the world famous Juice Crew) get they time to shine on some tracks too. Shit starts to get more street level toward the end of the album tho...startin wit Somebody Called The Cops which features a gutter sixteen by Havoc from Mobb Deep. Hot Damn is a grimy joint that uses parts of Tribe's World Tour n the "engine engine number nine" breakdown from The Choice Is Yours (same one Dres performs on the Slaughterhouse joint) in the hook. On the final track...which is magnificent...they do exactly what it says in the title...Dumb Out (feat. Punchline). But my hands down favorite shit on this album is Let The Horns Blow. I wouldnt call it a throwback or nothin but the shit jus reminds me of when niggas was into loopin up horn samples n whatever. Might be time to bring that shit back (Shout outs to Pete Rock). Funny thing bout it is Dres was featured on a Chi Ali joint (along wit Trugoy from De La Soul, Fashion from The Beatnuts n Phife from ATCQ) called Let The Horns Blow back in the early 90s. Anyhow yo... I aint gon front n tell you that this shit bout to change the face of hip hop forever...n maybe its jus the fan in me but I woulda liked to hear Dres goin for dolo on a whole album again. Son is one of the most underrated n nicest MCs ever to me. Jarobi cool but Dres is on another level to me nahmean. But they make a dope combo still. Also theres a bigger purpose to shit like this...even if it aint intentional nahmean. This shit aint really bringin nothin new to the table...but its still fresh. Like some new socks for ya old shoes. They actually doin more by bringin sumthin old to the table anyways...they bringin some of that original essence back to the music they makin (without makin some old school shit). But MORE important than that...they bringin some honesty to the joints they makin. Niggas like Rick Ross might wanna throw summa that shit into they own music in between all that sci-fi stuntin too. Word life.
Aight peace.
3.5 Zeus Slaps outta 5
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