When Noz the Cracker published his post the other day on how awful the new T.I. album is, I figured it might be the rare occasion when those of us who enjoy bad music and those of us who know better could actually agree on something. After all, if an LCD rap apologist like Noz doesn’t like the new T.I. album, it can’t possibly be any good, right?
Unfortunately, I see I was wrong. Not so much about the fact that the album sucks balls, because it does. But apparently there’s quite a few of you who’ve yet to be convinced of this. In the comments to yesterday’s post on the half-year in rap, quite a few of you objected to my having named T.I. vs. T.I.P. the Shit Sandwich of the Year. Um, my bad.
To its credit, T.I. vs. T.I.P. is probably not the worst rap album released so far this year. Like I said, I’ve yet to hear those albums by Mims and the Shop Boyz. And Rich Boy’s Timmah – The Album can’t be worse than this new T.I., on account of the the fact that it at least includes that song “Throw Some D’s,” but it’s pretty much in the same ballpark.
Then again, it’s not like anyone expected so many other bullshit albums released this year to actually be any good. With it being the follow-up to the best-selling album of last year, you’d at least expect T.I. vs. T.I.P. to have some good beats on it or something, but no. There’s hardly anything at all to like in the course of T.I. vs. T.I.P’s 73 minutes-plus runtime.
Much has already been made of the bizarre selection of guest artists and producer T.I. brought in for this album, so I’ll spare you, for example, the feigned surprise of noting that the likes of Jay-Z, Eminem, and Wyclef Jean, none of whom have had a good idea in years, didn’t manage to come up with anything good here either, other than to note that, yep, that’s definitely the case.
The thing about T.I., which I’m sure many of the more astute among you have noticed by now, is that I was never a huge fan of the guy anyway. I can appreciate the fact that he’s much better at what he does than, say, Yung Joc, but at the end of the day, don’t they still pretty much make the exact same kind of music? In fact, wasn’t Yung Joc the opening act the night Philant Johnson threw his last wad of money in someone’s face?
In the past, to the extent that I have enjoyed T.I., it’s been when he’s had talented producers like David Banner, and Swizz Beatz, and, to a lesser degree, the washed up Just Blaze making him sound that much more interesting than he would otherwise, which is not very. Indeed, that was pretty much the case with King, which faltered in its second half when it pretty much became overrun with weed carrier verses and beats by no-name producers.
As I noted yesterday, the second half of T.I. vs. T.I.P. is like that second half, only made even shittier and expanded out over the course of an hour. Some of the beats are alright, but none of them are really that good. And while Jay-Z, Eminem, and Nelly drop guest raps instead of the usual assortment of weed carriers, who must have all been fired, it’s not like their contributions here are that much better.
Basically, T.I. vs. T.I.P. is pretty much the worst thing that could possibly happen, at least as far as a T.I. album is concerned. I really am amazed that so many of you can actually like this shit.