What the heck's up y'all, Happy New Year party people! This ya boy
Denzel back up in the place to be an' today we gonna be doin' our first
album of the year - WHAM from the homie callin' hisself Lil Baby. We
gonna see if son got what it takes to keep it hardcore or if he jus'
anotha one of them wack suckas who ain't gotta clue how to handle a mic.
Aight, nuff yappin', let's jump in!!
Listen
Up - Okay, I like how we startin'. This guy tryin to imitate Future a
lil too much. He spittin' a struggle rap, talkin' bout how he done grown
up in places ya can't pay folk to go. He's aight lyrically, but dang
son's autotune is wack. Could be fire wit'out all that mess.
Beats - 6/10
Lyrics - 6/10
12/20
Dum,
Dumb, and Dumber ft. Young Thug, Future - Word is bond, y'all know I
was jus' talkin' 'bout how this brotha be soundin' like Future, n here's
Future hisself. Aight, let's see how this goin' down.
The
intro stuff wit' the "you know?? You know??" is mad annoyin'. This beat
kick a lil tho. Them ad-libs need to get lost on me, they annoyin' the
heck out me.
I'd be a liar if I said this first verse all the way wack, but it ain't good either. This first verse all a buncha hype.
Aight,
Thug in...This verse a lil better so far. He got a coupla them
gibberish bars he famous for but it's aight. I ain't complainin' too
much.
Future in the place now. He's aight, he's Future, so he gonna own this. He kinda like the Goldilocks Zone between Thug n Baby.
Aight,
the best part of this is the beat. It ain't gonna be one of my
favourite posse cuts anytime soon but it's aight. Future spat, Thug was
doin' aight bars, an' Lil Baby did his thing. Ain't nothin' I'mma be
comin' back to tho', it jus' don't have enough soul in it, ya feel me?
Felt kinda like them songs off Cordae's album, jus' doin' the motions.
Still I ain't gonna get mad n throw a brotha out a window or anythin' if
he playin' this near me, word.
Beats - 7/10
Lyrics - 6/10
13/20
FU
2x - This is aight, that beat tho....nah, this beat too light in the
bass. It be lighter than some chopsticks tryna play drums. Now son
quotin' a buncha Tupac bars. This thing tryna be hard, but it kinda
failin' cause son rhymin' stuff like "club/dub/dub" n them sorta basic
type rhyme schemes. This one ain't it.
Beats - 5/10
Lyrics - 6/10
11/20
I
Promise - Son had to float 'round on his lil' cloud n' sing sumthin'
for the ladies. He floatin' down in here all nice wit' his cotton candy
aroma pourin' out an' makin' chicks swoon, callin' em "Pretty Feet" n
sayin' lines like "Your tan lines so cute!" We of course got an Infinity
Stones pun. This beat ain't really nothin' special, it telephone on
hold beats. I dunno what it samplin', but son got this thing soundin'
like a discount BNXN track. Geesh.
Now he complainin' 'bout how he does everythin' for this chick but she ain't givin' him nothin' so he mad. Skip.
Beats - 5/10
Lyrics - 5/10
10/20
Redbone
ft. GloRilla - This guy's autotune really messin' wit me. Only thing
I'm gettin' outta this is the hook y'all. I dunno why but sumthin' bout
this kid remindin' me of Lil Uzi Vert. The beat's aight tho'. GloRilla
here now. Her verse is pretty good, nuthin' I'mma be lookin out for but
it works.
Beats - 6/10
Lyrics - 6/10
12/20
By
Myself fr. Rod Wave an' Rylo Rodriguez - This anotha sing-songy typa
track. Son jus' keep talkin' bout how he the coldest ever. The second
verse gotta be a low for this album, son sound like he slidin across the
floor draggin his lower lip jus' moppin' up the linoleum. Nah, this
ain't it at all. Get the blobfish off the dang beat. I dunno who this
sangin' brotha they done tacked on the end of the song be either, but
son gotta get outta here wit' his off key self, before I start pitchin'
his skinny rear end into trash cans or sumthin', on me!
Beats - 7/10
Lyrics - 5/10
12/20
Due
4A Win - This is aight. The reverb they got here ain't really helpin'
none. Really this soundin' like a generic attack on suckas n chicks.
Kinda short, but felt danged long.
Beats - 6/10
Lyrics - 6/10
12/20
Stiff
Gang - This one ain't really soundin' like anythin' different. Son's
rhymin' aight tho'. Until he tryna rhyme "so-so" wit' "so-so" three dang
times in a row. There oughta be a law bout this typa wackness.
Beats - 6/10
Lyrics - 6/10
12/20
So
Sorry - Anotha song for the ladies. This guy really oughta go do
Afrobeats. This whole thing son whinin' bout some chick that ain't
vibin' wit' him, an he's mad bout that. He sayin' stuff like he don't
know why she gets naked for that guy and don't for him, an how she
missin' out on all this. Donate this song to the choir in the Captain
Save a Hoe Club, they'll love all this talk bout what they wanna do to
chicks they ain't never gonna get.
Beats - 5/10
Lyrics - 4/10
9/20
Stuff
ft. Travis Scott - The mixin' here kinda lazy. Really, this more of the
same typa stuff that was bein' talked bout on the last few tracks -
girls, girls, girls. Kinda seems like they done run out of product in
the Little Idea Shop on 68th Street or sumthin'. The hook stupid y'all, I
ain't gonna front bout that one bit.
Beats - 6/10
Lyrics - 5/10
11/20
Say
Twin - This track got a dumb openin' bar n the "skrrrr, skrrrr" ad-libs
corny. This track based on a dumb concept kinda. The hook annoyin' too.
The last verse aight but not gonna save this dumpster fire. Skip.
Beats - 6/10
Lyrics - 5/10
11/20
Free
Promo - This beat nice. It got a lil intensity to it. Lil Baby is
finally in his bag an' flowin' aight, he gettin' sum nice bars in too.
We got this dumb bar tho' "it (his flow) ain't cold unless you catch
it". Yeah, uh-huh. Haha.
Beats - 8/10
Lyrics - 6/10
14/20
Outfit
ft. 21 Crumpets - Y'all remember this guy took a major L wit' his
"American Dream" tape last year an that's cause son one of the softest
in the game. Word is bond, 21 Crumpets was created cause God had a whole
lotta pieces of fluff left over an a whole lotta gangsta, so He jus'
threw em in his blender an' after throwin' in rap an' a basketball, 21
Crumpets popped out. But yo, I'm ramblin'.
His
verse here aight. A lil too squeaky tho'. Lil Baby actually came out
spittin' nice, so nice to hear him rappin' like he knowin' what he
supposed to do. The rhymes needin' some work but he got great delivery.
21 got in a couple nice bars, includin' what might be a shot at Drake. This hook tho '...yawn.
Beats - 7/10
Lyrics - 7/10
14/20
Drugs
Talkin' - This beat aight. He on his loverboy mess again, slobberin'
all over this chick. An' he sayin' that when his girl talkin' to him he
think it's the drugs talkin'. I done talked romantic wit' my girl so
many dang times an' I ain't NEVER thought it was drugs talkin'. Unless
this kid hallucinatin', an' that's the point of this song, he don't know
what he doin'. Thr flow here annoyin' me like heck.
Then
we got "gangsta but I'm romantic". An' then some talk 'bout what nice
manners he got!! Son really thinkin' he out here bein' Robin Hood makin'
the chicks swoon. Dang, I done known a whole buncha pimps, gangstas,
an' general thugs bein' played in rap, but Lil Baby gonna be all
"inventive" an' talk 'bout what nice manners he got!
We
got dumb lines that don't make much sense like "You that one thing I
can't shake bae. That's why I feed you grapes". Ayo, THAT'S why you be
feelin' her grapes??? Y'all, I ain't gonna front, this kid FUNNY, B!!
As
a side note, this gonna be the third or fourth time son talkin' bout
makin' chicks walk 'round naked for him. We gettin' sick of that.
Beats - 7/10
Lyrics - 4/10
11/20
Streets
Colder - This startin' our kinda soft. The beat dropped, it's aight.
Son talkin' bout all the bad stuff he seein' growin' up in the streets n
shit. It's aight,but son's flow jus' fallin' apart.
Beats - 6/10
Lyrics - 5/10
11/20
Aight.
That tape was a bore honestly, not even all the 500 streakin' chicks
son keep bringin' up gonna make this interestin'. Let's tally things up:
175/300
58%
That's done. This tape ain't really it. We got too many times where this guy actin' like the baddest man in the world, an' too many times where he actin' like a complete pushover. Plus all this autotune got to quit. Son got sum nice features that match his vibes, n' he got summa them aight trap beats, but dang, that autotune jus' messin' up so many tracks here. An' I KNOW son can be nice wit'out the effects. This an aight start to the year I guess, but yo son, ya betta step up ya game if you want any real hiphoppahs checkin' for ya stuff, word!!
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