This New Nas Song Ain’t It, Chief

So, anyone who knows me knows that I’m an unabashed Nas fan. Like, I legitimately believe he’s incapable of spitting a wack verse. Side bar, if given the chance, I’d even argue with Jay-Z about Nas’ “Oochie Wally” verse. Now, was that Nas’ finest moment? No, but those bars weren’t straight trash, son. In any case, lyrics were never Nas’ problem, man. On the real, his beat selection has always been suspect as fuck. With that being said, the trend (sadly) continues on the first single for this The Lost Tapes II album.

Ok, for those who are unaware, Nas is releasing a follow-up to his classic compilation album. Now, the original The Lost Tapes featured a bunch of songs that were supposed to be on I Am… and Stillmatic. However, thanks to early internet bootlegging, those songs didn’t make it out in their initial forms. Anyway, when that record came out in 2002, I was fucking HYPED, fam. Seriously, that album has some of my favorite Nas tracks, like “Blaze a 50,” “Everybody’s Crazy” and “Poppa Was a Playa.” Needless to say, when Nas teased a follow-up, I was ready to go, bruh.

Now, it finally seems like he’s ready to drop the record, son. So, as a warmup for the audience, Nas put out “Jarreau of Rap (Skatt Attack).” The song features the legendary Al Jarreau and showcases Nas’ lyrical dexterity. The problem is, the beat fucking sucks, man. Like, it REALLY sucks, fam. On top of that, the hook is super weird and wastes the Jarreau feature. All in all, this is not what I wanted to hear from this album, bruh. Shit, when a project lists Swizz BeatzPharrellRZAPete Rock and Kanye West as some of the producers, this ain’t the vibe I’m looking for, brethren. Frankly, I want to know who sanctioned this shit, folks.

Listen, Nas’ ear for beats has always been his Achilles Heel, son. The truth is, he’s always made his best albums when a notable figure gave him guidance. For example, MC Serch and Large Professor were the glue for IllmaticTrackmasters were the glue for It Was Written. Large Professor returned for StillmaticNo I.D. was the glue for Life Is Good. The way I see it, I don’t know if I can trust a Nas album when he’s left to his own devices, man. Keeping it a buck, I wish he would get Rick Ross to pick his beats. Hell, that might end up being one of the best albums ever, fam.

In the end, Nas will always be one of the greatest rappers of all time. Ultimately, I can’t take anything away from his ability to put words together. However, I was seriously unimpressed with this first single, bruh. By and by, I hope this isn’t a reflection of the whole album, son. If it is, it may have to be a hard pass for me, man. At the end of the day, that would hurt my rapper heart, fam. That is all. LC out.

Jay-Z’s Verse On Meek Mill’s Album Is Incredible

On the real, I don’t know where to begin, son. I mean, today’s post could either be three sentences or three novels, man. Real talk, Jay-Z BLACKS OUT on Meek Mill‘s “What’s Free.” Like, Mill’s Championships album just came out today and I’ve already played this particular record like 11 times, fam. All in all, from the subject matter to the wordplay to the flow, Hov is reminding everybody why he’s a fucking legend (and the best rapper ever, in my opinion).

Now, keeping it a buck, I’m not sure I can fit all of my thoughts in one article, bruh. Shit, Hov has so many gems in this verse that I don’t know how to kick my analysis off, son. Like, we could talk about his indictment of anyone pitting him against Kanye West. We could talk about his continued championing of Black ownership. We could talk about his criticism of the music industry structure. Hell, we could talk about the metaphors and the flow. All in all, Jay checked all of the fucking boxes with this verse, man. But, don’t take my word for it, fam. Everyone can listen to the song below. At the end of the day, Mill put out a dope album AND let Jay go napalm on a record. Needless to say, I’m with all of it, bruh. That is all. LC out.

Drake Got Pusha T

So, let me begin this post by saying that I’m a HUGE Pusha T fan. I mean, ever since the Clipse dropped Lord Willin’ in 2002, I’ve been a stan, son. Side note, as my boy Fabian can attest to, I fronted on that album when it first came out. Nevertheless, I repented for my sins like a day later. In any case, I’m also a big Drake fan, man. With that being said, I’m happy that they’re throwing caution to the wind and letting the shots fly, fam. All I know is, after listening to “Duppy Freestyle,” the first round of this battle goes to Drake, bruh.

Ok, before I continue, let me keep it a buck, son. On the real, I don’t have the time to fully explain the history between Pusha and Drake, man. I mean, I’ll just let Highsnobiety do the work for me, fam. All in all, the feud between Pusha and Drake began as a feud between Pusha, No Malice, Lil Wayne and Birdman. Needless to say, Drake inherited the beef when he signed with Young Money. Crazily, this is a squabble that’s been going on for damn near a decade, bruh. All I can say is, that’s a long time to hold a grudge, people.

Anyway, the latest round of this beef began when Pusha’s DAYTONA album dropped. Now, the last song on the record is “Infrared,” and Pusha takes aim at the entire YMCMB. He references the fact that Quentin Miller has written rhymes for Drake. He references the fact that Birdman still owes Wayne a grip of money. He also references the fact that Rick Ross has been saying the exact same shit about the Cash Money team. Side note, everyone should go listen to Ross’s “Idols Become Rivals,” son. Just thank me later, pun intended. In any case, the Kanye West-produced “Infrared” is a hard response to Drake’s disses in “Two Birds, One Stone.”

Now, from there, I guess Drake had enough, man. So, instead of another round of subliminal shots, Drake went straight for the jugular, fam. Real talk, “Duppy Freestyle” isn’t even about me and it hurt my feelings, bruh. Shit, that’s how rough it is, folks. Basically, Drake airs ALL of the dirty laundry about Pusha and Kanye. He talks about the fact that he wrote Kanye’s rhymes on “30 Hours.” He talks about the fact that he was just in Wyoming helping them to pen verses. He talks about Ye being jealous of Virgil Abloh, his former creative director, for running Louis Vuitton. He questions the validity of Pusha’s drug-dealing past. Lastly, that “you older than the nigga you running behind” line is particularly gruesome, son. All in all, sheesh!

In the end, the ball is now in Pusha’s court, son. Ultimately, he has a real uphill battle, man. Not because I don’t think he’s capable, but because Drake’s celebrity makes things A LOT harder. Look, even if Pusha’s response is fire, Drake’s fanbase will kill him regardless. By and by, Pusha needs to just focus on these bars, fam. At the end of the day, I’m giving him until the end of the day, bruh. Listen, Pusha can’t let this shit rock, people. Good day. LC out.

P.S. Despite everything I’ve just said, Drake might’ve weakened his own kill shot with that “I’m Upset” record, son. I mean, that song is hot garbage, man. Side note, I can be a fan and still call a spade a spade, fam. Needless to say, this song ain’t it, bruh. That is all.