Ayo, what the hell's up y'all?! It's ya boy Young Denzel back at it again after bein' far away from all this reviewin' shit. Word is bond, we been missin' out on a helluva lotta stuff that's dropped. I been movin' an' workin' on producin' some kiddie's album's beats for him, much love to my mans Amor, he gonna be droppin' some fire, word. But I'mma be tryna make up for that, y'all know the reviewin' king be tryna keep up wit' everythin', WORD!!
So 'bout this beef which we got cookin' here. Word is bond y'all, the king didn't really give a shit about it. Apparently, this thing seems to have started as some shit the rap industry done gone n cooked up. You know what we always be sayin' round here - don't believe the hype. Word life y'all, there's a TON of it. But now, this thing lookin' like it's gettin' kinda outta hand, so I would be doin' y'all a disservice if I didn't cover the shit somehow, someway.
First off, we got Joey Badass. Son's one of them lyrical rappers outta the new generation of NYC shit. He ain't quite my cup of tea, but that ain't meaning he can't spit. He killin' his verses n' he's gone from tryna be a Wu Tang Clan wannabe to doin' his own thing. Now, this kid came up in here wit' Medium Sean (what I been callin' Big Sean) an' Kendrick's homie from TDE/Black Hippy, Ab-Soul on a cypher typa thing. Now, all of that stuff, it weren't a freestyle, noways, nohow. It was all recited-style, except for Ab-Soul. Y'all oughta watch this thing to see how each did, but I'mma break it down. Sean talkin' all that typa mess 'bout "your wifey said I was gonna wash you", you know, what he always on. Ab-Soul brought it, he was spittin' off the top of the dome, unlike the other two. The problem I got wit' son was that he an' Joey started talkin' bout their personal infightin'. THAT'S the typa mess that had me thinkin' this shit scripted af, word. So when Joey started dissin' ANOTHA rapper, Daylyt, wit' bars like "Fuck type of time you niggas be on, Ain’t no daylight saving, Know sun shining won’t be long", I kinda passed them up as cheap sorta stuff. Readin' the Reddit comments was straight hilarious, I mean, there was like 500 brothers out there talkin' like "Oooooohhh shit, we beefin'!!!" for every five sayin' "Nah...this too scripted y'all". Y'all know I was in the "scripted" camp, b. So yeah, Ab killed the shit by doin' actual FREESTYLIN', Joey's aight, I dunno what Medium Sean was doin', maybe they offered him a new shiny suit or summa that typa shit if he came. But yeah, it was aight, who cares type mess.
Now, a coupla days back, nah, fuck that, FIVE DAYS back (I'm hella behind, WORD!) one of the rappers Joey called out in his scripted-style, Ray Vaughn, replied back wit' a diss track called "Hoe Era". I think Joey called son a lil yappin' dog or sum typa name like that. Now, cause I been busy wit' sumthin' we'll call "real life", I ain't heard jack 'bout this track. I'mma give that shit a spin now.
Ray Vaughn - Hoe Era
Intro's nice so far. I dunno what son sampled here, but it's tight. Aight. Huh. Ray Vaughn soundin' hungry. He kinda imitatin' Kendrick a lil' too much, but it's aight. "Walk around with 9 on me, feel like I'm in grade four" is a wack bar. How is you gonna be talkin' mad shit bout a rapper, then call youself a kid? But we makin' up for it wit' this:
"Every single verse, Hoey talkin' 'bout, "I'm back"
We don't give a fuck 'bout where you was or where you at!"
Finally somebody callin' out that mad lame shit every rapper n their mama be doin' talkin' 'bout "I'm back BITCHESSSSS!!" Word, I'm sick of that y'all. Ray got me crackin' up callin' out that shit FINALLY. There's a coupla wack bars on that second verse, but Ray killing it, word. Woah. Son jus' said "Hang Joey from the popular tree!" That line killed him. Aight, let's rate this shit, then move on.
Beats - 7/10
Lyrics - 7/10
14/20
Score:
Joey: 0 (We ain't counting that scriptstyle)
West Coast: 1
Joey - The Finals
So Joey responded back (good for him) wit' anotha diss track. A serious one this time (I THINK). Let's check this shit out.
This beat aight. Son flowin' nice, but he ain't soundin' as passionate as Ray.
Son jus' sunk his own boat wit' this line:
"On the low though, I really think you niggas is homo (Ayo)
The way you let Dot dick sit in your mouth"
Now remember y'all, back on "Hoe Era", Ray jus' told you this kid:
"Why you goin' after Dot? You think you Pac-Man?!"
So why the hell is you gonna bring up Kendrick AGAIN? That jus' provin' Ray's point. Damn!
Aight. This kid jus' tryna get Dot in the ring. No wonder he ain't soundin' charged up on this joint. He ended wit' this line:
"I salute you Kenny but I know you well aware (Uh-huh)
You lookin' for some competition? Then just know that I'll be right here"
No. You ain't beefin' Kenny. Shut up about Kenny an' go kill Ray good n proper. Nah, this ain't it, son jus' gon n proved Ray's points.
Beats - 6/10
Lyrics - 6/10
12/20
Score:
Joey: 0
West Coast: 2 (Cause Joey shot hisself in the foot bringin' up the wrong opp three times in a frickin' row...)
AzChike - What Would You Do?
My guy AzChike had to jump in the ring as well. Son been talkin' some dope ish on his other tracks, so we gonna see how he did here.
Ohhhh. Son takin' us way back samplin' that Jewell girly. Damn, thjat shit takin' me back to Kurupt n Daz. But let's see how he spittin'.
Aight. This tight. There ain't nothin' blowin' my mind here, but that kid was spittin' straight facts. I love how he didn't jus' do some typa deadpan mess like Joey did, n didn't sound like he wanted to eat the sucker for lunch like Ray did, but sounded like he was real disappointed in son. That shit good. I like this, coulda been a lil' longer, but it's aight. The beat nice too, excludin' the sample.
Beats - 6/10
Lyrics - 8/10
14/20
Score:
Joey: 0
West Coast: 3 (love the style change, fits AzChike for whatever reason)
Daylyt - WRD2MIMVA
Daylyt finally got off the couch n wrote n recorded a reply to Joey. Now let's see what he comin' wit.
Oh man. Daylyt soundin' ANGRY. Like he makin' Ray look sane typa angry. An' I ain't even halfway done wit' the song. The bars here is hittin', word life, if the shit wasn't cheatin', I would thrown Joey Badass into negative scores.
Oh shit. This thing hard. I ain't gonna spoil it much, but ouch. If I was Joey, it would be time to kill this kid, I mean, I would be tearin' him to pieces on the mic for all that shit he talkin' while also congratulatin' him quietly.
Beats - 7/10
Lyrics - 9/10
16/20
This the best one yet. I prefer Ray's style better, but this thing a DISS track. On me.
Joey: 0
West Coast: 4 (BBQed Joey for dinner out here y'all)
Joey - My Town ft. Lux
Now, Joey jus' dropped AGAIN a few minutes ago. I'mma jus' jump right in. This shit gettin' HOT!!
This beat hard kid. He talkin' to Daylyt. Ohhh, now everybody callin' everybody gay. "War ready, they more ready for Comic Con". That bar sharp. Oh, dope beat switch. This track actually hard. Somebody must've pumped Joey full up of Monster Energy Drinks or sumthin'. Oh hell, he jus' don called AzChike "Ass Cheeks". Son's cooked. Third beat switch?! DAMN SON. Lux spittin' now. He talkin' all that mad shit bout beef of East versus West. Lux, you crazy.
Aight, sorry for messin' wit' you Joey. This shit solid. I dunno what you been doin' all this time, but DAMN, you came wit' the heat. Word.
Beats - 8/10
Lyrics - 10/10
18/20
Joey: 1
West Coast: 3 (I think AzChike done for awhile wit' that Ass Cheek bar)
Now Ray Vaughn done jus' dropped, so I'mma get to reviewin' THAT shit. Word life y'all, I'm sleepy as fuck, these kiddies better not drop AGAIN.
Ray Vaughn - Golden Eye
Oh.....he spittin' over Back Down. He killin' this thing. "Them gay lines is outta pocket" - good, thank you son, ain't I BEEN sayin' that. "Tryna cook a fake beef" - GOOD. Thank you Ray, Ray really bein' the best of all worlds here. "Last time we gave a fuck bout you it was 1999". Oh shit. Y'all. This kid cookin' him. Hell. That shit was solid as hell.
Beats - 9/10
Lyrics - 9/10
18/20
Joey: 0
West Coast: 4
I'mma have to go to bed, but word is bond, we gonna continue this tomorrow. Somebody better clear this up, n I don't wanna be hearin' no rappers talkin' bout "Oh yeah, we was jus' jokin' wit' each other, we have fun like that". Nah, this shit gettin' crazy. N Ray callin' the thing out for a fake beef, n sayin' a whole lotta other things I BEEN thinkin', that's got me interested. Stay tuned, peace n one love y'all.
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