Nipsey Hu$$le:Bullets Ain’t Got No Name Vol. 2
Add another MC to the growing list of west coast ridahs that are coming out with guns ablazing! This kid Nipsey Hu$$le got that new west coast flavor with a touch of the old wild wild west in his style. I mean son kind of has that O-Dog (Menace To Society) accent in his style. I haven’t heard a dude rap with an accent like that since MC Ei8ht dropped “Straight Up Menace.” That was my sh*t!
The Cali Crip got down and went in all over this mixtape. While his lyrics don’t say too much, his rhymes are dope and/or entertaining, his flow is versatile and his delivery hits you hard like a shotty from a L. In some cases dunn was just stomping over tracks with his blue chukkas.
Spitting “Used to carve our names in that wet concrete/used to sell dope and I still smoke weed – just got a record deal but I been had cheese/lookin’ at my pieces like ‘I been had these’/lookin’ at these streets like ‘there is no peace‘/faded off a strain of that strongest leaf/like ‘If only these damn palm trees could speak’/ but they can’t so they don’t/I could so I will/some people never do it, they just wonder how it feel…” on “Blacc Ice.” You could tell that homie knows what’s really hood just by what he says and how he says it. Something you can feel if you grew up in any ghetto in the world.
Aside from demonstrating pretty good rhyme and flow skills, Nipsey also shows and proves that he’s capable of making actual songs with catchy hooks that mean good music. From SUV bangers like “All Money In” and “Lets Talk $” to corner hustle joints like “Piss Poor” and “Nigga I’m Good.”
If the west keeps pumping out these sick MCs, don’t be surprised if the game returns to the early 90s when Snoop and Dre and virtually every other west coast artist dominated the airwaves. Matter of fact, even though I’m a die-hard Brooklynite, I’m hoping the west take it back. Anything to dead all this cookie cutter bullsh*t on the radio that have their own dances. I’m too old to dance. I don’t even lean back. I just play the wall and bop my head. Ahhh, the golden years of hip-hop music when that’s all it required. So much more priceless than the platinum and ice days. I’ma go listen to Labcabincalifornia now…-The Infamous O
Hottest Joint: “Roll The Windows Up”
Weakest Joint: “We Bang We Ball”