Showing posts with label Gucci Mane. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gucci Mane. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Beastcoast

The Good:


I apologize for how much I've been raving about the new East Coast movement as of late. Thanks to recent mixtapes from Flatbush Zombies and MeLo-X, along with the constant prominence of Joey Bada$$ and A$AP Rocky, the reemergence of the East Coast movement has been one of the more intriguing themes of hip-hop to date.

So, it's only fitting that East Coaster CJ Fly's mixtape be covered.

The poster child of beastcoast
himself, Joey Bada$$
CJ Fly is a member of Pro Era, aka Joey Bada$$ & Co. If anyone's to be credited with bringing the beastcoast movement to the mainstream, it's these guys. Their blend of jazz and hip-hop plays like classic hip-hop despite being from a group of teenagers who weren't even coherent when this style ruled the scene.

It's honestly quite inspiring. These guys are proving the uneducated rapper stereotype wrong by being fluent in complex musical styles and history.

On Thee Way Eye See It, CJ Fly makes the case that Pro Era is more than just Joey Bada$$'s crew. And the message is heard loud and clear. (Not to mention, this is one of the coolest album covers I've ever seen.)

"Emcee" is a perfect example of just how mature he is for a youngin'. The beat features a jazz-like keyboard and a nice mixture of bass and hi-hats while his flow sounds almost Fugees-like. And the chorus sounds like a classic Biggie theme, as he raps, "They care about the fame, all I wanted was a name / Dreaming big ever since I was a shorty."

Thee Way Eye See It also brings in some big names to help CJ Fly become more than just a member of Pro Era. Ab-Soul is featured on the song "Sadderdaze," which has such amazing sound production that I almost took off my headphones because I thought the horns blaring were outside my window.

CJ Fly shows his mastery of the English language when he says, "My pros, they killing it, know that and peep the forensics / Probably I'd investigate us and my f-riends sick." And when the beat changes to some funky guitar and Ab-Soul spits out, "Heaven knows that we're living in hell / But I cherish every day that we live and inhale," you're reminded just why he's so coveted for these guest verses.

And of course, you can't have a Pro Era mixtape without Bada$$ himself. That track, entitled "Sup Preme," comes at the tail end of this mixtape, but it's worth the wait. Once again over a jazz-fueled beat, Joey Bada$$ brings a scary good verse that includes the beautifully poetic verse, "Reminisce 'til I receive / Electricity resonance / I know some evil residents under sediments / Root of all evil, dead presidents."

Rap gets a lot of criticism for being nowhere as good as its golden years, especially in the mainstream. But the reemergence of the East Coast movement makes the criticism seem unnecessary and give hope for the future of rap. CJ Fly proves on Thee Way Eye See It that he is part of that future.

The Bad:


And just like that, I'm a little less hopeful for rap. Granted, I actually had to go through Datpiff for this because the HotNewHipHop mixtapes were all pretty good this week, but that doesn't mean I should be less wary of the future.

Young A.C. is a Florida rapper who, according to his Facebook, draws influences from Andre 3000, Lil Wayne and CeeLo. Based on the bad tag that comes with Barchetta 166, I'll leave it to you cheeseheads to decide which one of those three artists he actually took to heart.

Barchetta 166 is classic dirty Southern rap, and I don't mean that as a compliment.

"Don't Even" is a good example of where Young A.C. comes from. Honestly, he sounds like a lot of mainstream rappers, but, once again, that's not a compliment. The beat is centered on bumping basses that show exactly what he's trying to accomplish on this song: the ability to be a mainstay in a person's ride. And his lyrics are, well, let's just say he's lucky "nigga" rhymes with itself.

Bugatti: The coolest bed you'll ever
wake up in.
"No Way" has the biggest feature of the album (Ace Hood) and is a little more interesting than "Don't Even." The bass has partially been replaced by some kicks and claps, and the underlying beat has a bit of a Latin flare played on the keyboard. But A.C.'s struggle with his lyrics is made even more evident when Ace Hood of all people puts together a much better verse. I guess this is why Ace Hood wakes up in a Bugatti and A.C., well, doesn't.

A.C. can be a little fun, though. For whatever reason, I actually kind of like the song "Prove It." Its heavy Auto-Tune usage is a major turn-off, but it's got a bit of a Chingy-like feel to it. It reminds me of when I cared less about lyrics and complete originality (which is clearly not a good thing), but it still hit a soft spot inside me.

A.C. actually isn't bad for his style, but if you're a regular reader of mine, you know I am by no means a fan of this type of hip-hop. If he works on his rhymes, he could be an artist to watch.

The Re-dic-yu-lus:


Waka!

This is honestly so exciting. I love Waka in the worst ways. He's right underneath Lil B in my list of favorite bad rappers. When I first heard he was working with Amanda Bynes, I just about reached nirvana. (Too bad she ended up in a mental hospital, because that would've been amazing.)

Even though the Amanda Bynes thing didn't work out as well as just about everyone hoped it would, Waka's new project is just as exciting as one could hope. There's love (if by "love" you mean "bitches"), action (if by "action" you mean "shit talking") and drama (if by "drama" you mean...wait, there's actually drama.)

Hey bitch. I love it when your
pussy tight.
First, the love. That comes on "Heavyweight," which has a hook of "All my bitches bad / All my hoes straight." What a romantic! The beat is basically the same as any other Waka beat. You know how it goes. And overdose of bass. Random screaming in the background. Random synths just to add texture. And the lyrics are mostly just Waka rhyming one-syllable words with each other when he wants, and babbling whenever he's not rhyming.

But the love, oh, the love is real. When he raps "Fuck that pussy right / Love it when that pussy tight," I just get goosebumps, butterflies and the sudden urge to get a pint of ice cream and watch The Notebook.

The action comes in "Running Them Lips," which is really just Waka repeating "bitches running their lips" for most of the song. I guess if you're into hearing only four words for most of a song, this would be a pretty exciting find. But that just doesn't interest me much.

Why must good things come to an end?
And the drama, that actually comes from by far the most important track on the mixtape, "Ice Cream Cone," which is a diss track directed towards Gucci Mane. For those who don't know, the Waka-Gucci beef has been one of the biggest feuds in recent years. Gucci and Waka used to be frequent collaborators, but have fallen out since then and their beef is often in the public eye (usually on Twitter).

"Ice Cream Cone" is Waka's first Gucci diss track, despite the latter taking plenty of shots at the former over the years. Waka makes up for lost time, saying, "When I met Gucci, I thought I met a real nigga / Until he crossed the line, then he became a fuck nigga" and "Used to be my nigga, now you're jealous. Where the love at? / No loyalty, you put money over all that," plus so much more.

It's definitely entertaining to see these two subpar rappers take shots at each other, but it's worth noting that this feud is one of the more interesting in recent memory, and for that, we thank you.

I don't really have to sum up Waka's horribleness. So, I won't. Just know that's he's really bad, but he's also really entertaining.

-X-Prime, dropping the mic for now
@XavierVeccia

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

The Walking Rad

The Good:


I've been over my fascination with mixtape covers in the selection process plenty of times. And if you know that, you understand why I selected this album.

Flatbush Zombies' mixtape cover seems like a scene straight out of a horror movie, fitting with their name and fitting with the sound they don.

As soon as you start the album with the track "Amerikkkan Pie," you know this trio is unique. A creepy beat is quickly interrupted by a mini drum solo that makes way for some angelic singing before Zombie member Meechy Darko releases an intense verse. 

He ends his verse in such a chilling fashion with the line "Ever since I blew up niggas think I got bread / So they got their hands out, they gon' get their palms read / Red from all the bloodshed." That just sets the bar high for the other two Zombies, Erick Ark Elliot and Zombie Juice, who don't fail to deliver. The song comes to an epic finale with some guitar shredding and more drums. And that's just the first track.


The Flatbush Zombies are a rap trio straight out of Flatbush, Brooklyn. The mastermind behind the spooky sound is Ark Elliot, who raps and produces, doing both insanely well.

It's hard to pinpoint their sound exactly. It seems like a combination of The Coup, Danny Brown and rock--three things I never thought I'd see together. But oh, does it work.

Any drug parade must include
Danny Brown. Fact.
Speaking of Danny Brown, the Detroit artist makes an appearance on the appropriately-titled "Drug Parade." The song features a trippy, yet spooky repetition of "Shrooms, shrooms, LSD, mescaline, a lotta weed." So, you know Danny Brown belongs on this song.

Danny Brown even manages to deliver a unique flow for the Zombies, rapping lines like "Hickeys on her titties now she want to lick shit," in a sing-song manner. It might be seen as annoying to those who aren't Danny Brown fans, but as a XXX fanatic, it hits me in all the right places.

There's also the song "Club Soda," which combines a bit of an old-school feel with the Flatbush sound. The song features six verses and just one bridge, done by Action Bronson in typical ex-chef fashion.

"Unique" is an overused term and I won't deny that I contribute to that. But in Flatbush Zombies' case, it fits. I think it's safe to say that there are not too many people out there doing what the Zombies do, and I love it.


The Bad:


I was doing everything I could to avoid this release. I've been over my disdain for Gucci before, so I was hoping to at least find a new artist to criticize this time around.

But every semi-major artist who released a mixtape this week just wasn't bad enough. Jae Millz had a hard-knock life vibe to R.O.T.S. Black Dave was average, but not bad on Black Bart. L.A. the Darkman had some nice lines on Paid in Full. So now I'm here. Reviewing Diary of a Trap God. Trap Goddammit.

Let's just get to this.

Lucifer, thy name is Young Thug
"Virgin" sucks. Like, a lot. You know how I said Danny Brown was borderline annoying on Better Off Dead? Well, on "Virgin," Gucci Mane has an artist by the name of Young Thug perform on a way too long bridge and a horrible last verse. He crosses the annoying line and just keeps going.

I imagine lying on my death bed, thinking about all the bad things that I've done in my life before closing my eyes for one last time. And then I see Young Thug surrounded by flames just shouting, "Baby girl ain't no virgin" at me. I'm in hell. This song is hell.

Oh, you need more? Remember Akon? Of course you do! Remember how much you loved "Smack That?" Hold on to that memory for a few more seconds. Cherish it. Breathe it in. Now let go. And listen to "Recognize."

On "Recognize," Akon sings an overly gross chorus including the line "Cause now you're all in my face, while I'm splashing all in your face / Cumming." Then Gucci Mane starts his verse, which has the quality of a radio rip rather than, oh, I don't know, the result of work in a recording studio. 

Akon should've just stayed with Andy Samberg
Then comes Young Scooter, who I'm assuming stole his name from an after-school special about rappers. He gets the privilege to end this song, which I am so grateful for. But even "Recognize" doesn't deserve to end with the line, "Now I'm shitting on these hoes like a toilet bowl."

And I haven't even gotten to the best part. I know Blogs Editor/'90s fanatic Sam will especially love this. Over all of the Waka Flockas and OJ Da Juicemans, there's one featured artist who stands above them all on Trap God. Ladies and gentlemen, Marilyn Manson.

Even Manson is shocked by this.
That's right, the Antichrist Superstar himself makes an appearance on the song "Pussy Wet." He mostly just says, "Getting pussies wet." But he also sprinkles in the occasional "panties to the side, bitch, I want to see your camel toe" and "bitch, your pussy's solid gold." I know Marilyn Manson is all about the shock, but even he should draw the line at being on a Gucci Mane song.

So, if you're keeping track at home, Gucci Mane has created a personal hell for me, destroyed Akon more than Akon could even destroy himself and become the most shocking thing Marilyn Manson has ever done.

You know what, screw it.

The Re-dic-yu-lus:

Gucci Mane - Diary of Being a Trap God

You did this to yourself, Gucci Mane! You have no one to blame but yourself!

-X-Prime, dropping the mic for now
@XavierVeccia