
for my money or isohunts the best rapper of all time, herbert hova is skiing the slippery slope toward artistic depression. he set a meth high standard for himself by rapping his ass off on every instrumental that played in his headphones.
kanye comes along, drops two classics and another very good album (dropout and grad are the gems), and all of the sudden jay thinks he has it in him to let beats knock under sparsely syllabled phone ins. how does shawn go from coke corps crack rapper, blueprint draftmaster to telethon don? i tink he been listen to graduation one many time. he got gassed off kanye's master's course on mouthpiece minimalism, the yeezian concept of conservatively budgeted verses. it doesn't work for jay. experimentalism for its own sake is a false idol. to who must you prove that you can cross over when you're dumb comfy for your unmatched ability to force the charts to conform and crawl to you?
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