But I'm reviewing this because it's obtainable online even with now drawing a blank. I prefer the other version of this ad hoc collection in my possession even though it slices the ends off tracks-it's louder, with hotter unmatched songs. The Drought Is Over 2: The Carter 3 Sessions Someday he may feel the need to re-establish his bona fides.
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are the formal play of a beat jacker who at 24 has spent half his life as a professional musician. They are among other things silly, which bodes ill for his reputation on the so-called street-the Reality Police know that his guns, cocaine, pimping, murdering, etc.
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But from the off-time stammer that intros "Intro"-one of my favorite moments on one of my favorite tracks on the double-CD I now possess in two-and-a-half slightly different versions-rarely has pop excess been so ebullient, or do I mean pop ebullience been so excessive? When I says he loves to rhyme I don't mean he loves to spout verses-I mean "earphone," "real on," "in gear homes," "beer foam," "queer on," "Lear home," "Pam Grier on," "cashmere on," "Eric Dampier dog," "Bill Laimbeer on." And if they don't exactly rhyme, the best rapper alive will squoosh around until they do-that series proceeds from "grill on," "ceilin'," and "keep it real on." Does he make it up as he goes along, as is claimed? Could be, because his words have little to do with storytelling or any other species of coherence. "How come every joint be on point like a harpoon/How come every bar stand strong like a barstool/How come every line is so raw you gon' snort two?" All right, so he's exaggerating-he wouldn't be the best rapper alive if he didn't. 2 ĭJ Drama & Lil Wayne, "Sportscenter," "What U Kno," "Georgia. When he turns "I trieda talk to him" into a catchy chorus you hope against the available evidence that he means "before I punched him in the nose" rather than "before I pulverized his uvula with this nine that you pussy MCs couldn't even afford." Love his beats, enjoy his flow, admire his wordplay, and wish he knew the value of money. Lil has been a rapper so long that when he claims he keeps his stash in his bitch's ass-crack you know he means for personal use even if he wants his public to think otherwise. Tough-guyisms so steeped in convention they disappear into the bounce ("Drop It Like It's Hot," "Tha Block Is Hot," "F*** Tha World") **