Who remembers “Work Out?” Yeah, well that was J. Cole’s first single for his debut album, Cole World: The Sideline Story. At the time, Cole was trying to change the conversation. He wanted to show people that he had the diversity to become a mainstream rapper all while staying true to his core. Now Cole is trying to change the conversation once again. This time, he doesn’t care so much about radio airplay or whether people think that he can drop a million in a week. This time, Cole is in control and he’s driving the conversation instead of reacting to it. I’m talking about the first single from his sophomore album titled Born Sinner. Cole dropped “Miss America” to change the conversation, to change the way the industry is run. Instead of leading with a radio single like last time, Cole lead with a single commenting on the current state of affairs.
Kendrick have a dream! Last week his dreams came true when he dropped his debut album, Good Kid, m.A.A.d. City. Like expected, it got hip-hop talking, but it was surprisingly polarizing. If it wasn’t a classic, it was “trash.” You either felt it or you didn’t. Part of the blame lies in the album’s concept. GKMC is Kendrick spitting his story on the mic’. If you’ve never been in a “Sherane” situation or if you aren’t a good kid in a m.A.A.d. city, the album might’ve been trash. However, one thing that is indisputable is the album’s lyrical presentation. The flows, rhyme structures, and concepts are rock solid, and one of the best that hip-hop has seen over the last few years. Kendrick revolutionized the new West Coast with his introspective raps, alternating voices, and thug-less-ness. Of course we don’t know yet, but Good Kid, m.A.A.d. City might go down as something special. Right now, we should just soak it in and enjoy it. One of the most introspective tracks off the album was “Black Boy Fly” from the deluxe version. Momma Lamar’s mini van is m.A.A.d. cool, but nothing is more killer than our own hearse. So jump in the backseat, read, and don’t let anyone kill your vibe ya bish.
Maybe the Mayans are right. Lately it’s been one catastrophe after another. Just a few months ago a man ate another man’s face. Of course we’ve all heard about the Dark Knight massacre. Events like these prompt people to say that this generation is the extinction of decency. Then there’s the rap music. It glorifies violence and the superficial lyrics degrade women. Laziness seems to be at an all time high while creativity is at an all time low. The people behind these words are usually old white grumpy people on TV who know nothing about the culture. So what happens when someone from within culture comes out in criticism of the music? Well, maybe that means that they’re right. Not that the culture is doomed, but that it has a lot of room for improvement. Thankfully Hopsin is one of those dudes pushing the ignorance in our culture off the table. “Ill Mind Of Hopsin 5″ has made a giant step towards Making SMART Cool. So turn up if you’re down with
real progressive hip-hop!
When I first read the title, I thought, oh Kendrick, you’re going to sell out and make a radio track about getting wasted? The T-Minus production credit didn’t help either. Listen to me Kendrick, what happened to the production of Section.80’s THC or Digi+Phonics? I thought, man Interscope changed him. My world fell apart. The Kendrick I knew was gone for about 23 seconds. For 23 seconds, he was a radio rapper rapping about getting wasted when in the past, he was obviously against it. He sold out. Then he came in with the verse. The pool of water I was previously drowning in suddenly turned into a puddle. Kendrick was cool. What a scare. What a hearse verse. Kendrick proved to be the courageous rapper he’s always been. If anything, the record deal only changed him for better. He appealed to both sides of the aisle all on one song. Only he could pull off such a feat.
Krispy Kreme is probably going through an all too familiar scenario right now. He wanted stardom, but he didn’t want his privacy to be invaded. Although he’s only had a small taste of fame, he’s already had a great piece of his personal life exposed. But like he says in 3 messages to the haters, “don’t hate the player, hate the game.” In this case, don’t hate the players, hate the game. This is how the game works. A person can’t be famous and have privacy at the same damn time. Amongst the revelations about his not-so stupid past, and all the addresses and phone numbers for Tyler Cassidy, we’ve seen the true lyrical abilities of one, Krispy Kreme, real name Tyler Cassidy. I know that I should probably 1V1H Tina Fey’s verse on “Real Estate,” but I would be Krispy Kreme’n y’all. Instead, I’ll just give you a little dose of one the baddest rappers right now. Some are already saying that he’s the next Eminem. I can’t cosign that, but I will cosign Tyler Cassidy.
The Killer Hearse is back! I mean, this segment is the best thing to happen to the internet since private browsing, some say. You know, sometimes you don’t want to save any cookies and stuff. Mozilla says it best, “there may be times…when you don’t want other users on your computer to see this information, such as when shopping for a birthday present.” Exactly. Birthday presents! Anyways, we’re back. It’s not like the hearse has been in the shop or anything. It’s just been chillin’ in the garage. Nobody has killed anything lately, in my opinion, or at least deserving of a hearse, in my opinion. Rappers are friendly creatures. They don’t like to really kill verses. They just want to get the club turnt up. Rappers do too much collabos, too much networking, and too much press conferences. It’s been like a Thanksgiving Day parade out here. So with that said, I went back into the archives for this installment of 1 Verse, 1 Hearse. I brought out Tupac’s “Trapped” because I love how he spoke on the so-called “American Dream.”
The last time a rap story made me click replay multiple times, I think y’all were still getting tipsy to J-Kwon. Yes, its been a long time. To be dramatic, I could say that the last storytelling song I liked was Slick Rick’s “Children’s Story”, because that’s how good I feel about his song. So when the opportunity to interview Brother Ali came up, I jumped out of my seat. The ending on this track just had so many possibilities, and was driving this hearse crazy. I had to know more about it. Luckily, Brother Ali helped a writer under deep thought, and took control of the wheel on this edition of 1 Verse, 1 Hearse. Take it away Ali.
You guys have been asking for a Kendrick Lamar “The City” hearse for 4evaNaDay now. Recently nothing has motivated me to hearse. So I thought I’d finally give Kendrick’s “The City” its much deserved hearse. Don’t come around here with your, “Ahh Quez finally, too late though” either. I know, and it’s never too late! This will also be Kendrick’s 3rd hearse making him the new record holder. Hah, K.Dot hit me up for your trophy! Enough of the talking though, let’s get to business. Game escorts Kendrick through the city as K.Dot rides through in the Killer hearse giving us a scenic drive through the city that shaped him.
Just from looking at the tracklist, I already knew that Nas was going to have the best verse on Rich Forever. He didn’t disappoint either. Unfortunately, Drake’s “Stay Schemin” has “Triple Beam Dreams” in the shadows. I can understand though. Beef is exciting. But, we’ve been sleeping on this verse long enough. Time to wake up. In “Triple Beam Dreams” Nas tries to help America understand the mind of a young drug dealer, Nas gives us both the sides of the slangin’ spectrum.
Call him the new Eminem or the old Shady, I don’t care. All I know is that this dude is raw! A few weeks back I had the opportunity, the privilege, and the honor of speaking to him. The outcome of our talk is a raw interview (coming very soon), and a very special 1 Verse, 1 Hearse. A special 1V1H hearsed by Hopsin himself. One of Hip-Hop’s brightest young stars helped me out by hearsing the chorus on “Nocturnal Rainbows”. Take it away Hopsin.