Ayo whattup. Welcome back to the powerful rays of light of the one n only Big Ghost aka the illustrious Broccoli Bundles aka the mighty Cocaine Biceps aka Shampoo Bracelets the panty melter aka the one n only Phantom Raviolis the magnificent aka Volcano Hands aka Thor Molecules aka the glorious n powerful Hands of Zeus nahmean. You definitely once again back in the presence of greatness yo. This the one true n livin g-o-d shit n**gas minds be itchin n scratchin for like some baseheads n shit. Word is bond… Yall do the google searches yo. I do this shit forreal b. You search those reviews for ya favorite albums n whatever whatever…but only the most prominent shit… n you gon see my name up there amongst the Rolling Stones n Time Magazines, b. I aint buy no respect I earned mines namsayin. Ask bout me on twitter. Ask bout me on facebook or instagrams. On all social medias. Im known b. But yo we not here for all that. Yall muthafuckas been waitin on this review for this new Earl joint like hypebeast fake ass sneakerheads be waitin on ugly ass colorways of wack ass foamposites. But yall kno…thats neither here nor there namsayin. I gots yall. Imma hold yall down like the earths gravitational forces nahmean. Lets get this on n poppin tho…scan true this legalese right quick like la la la, boom and lets hit track 1.
The views n what have you in this muthafucka is all my owns…so that aint in no way a reflection of nobody other than myself n whatever else b. No other man or woman or child represented heretofore n such hereby is sharin the opinion of the gentleman who be sayin the shit contained within namsayin. This muthafucka do be containin foul language n shit that might offend small children n old people n shit too. It should be noted by all those who is present today here today before God that yall here on ya own accord n if anybody not cool wit that they should leave now or forever hold they peace…
1. “Pre” (f/ SK La’Flare) – Right out the gate its some 80s sci-fi type shit. I mean it aint personally the types of shit I be listenin to on my spare time n whatever…but I aint hatin neither. I get these Odd Future cats n how its they M.O. to be on some jackass n shit settin they dicks on fire n wildin in they videos n makin songs bout some shit that n**gas over 25 cant relate to but it don’t mean em n**gas dont got no talent. This muthafucka Earl can rap yo. Son is nice wit his pen even tho most his bars jus be some shit wit zero substance. But its 2013 b… If n**gas want substance they order a soy milk frappe n listen to Lupe albums while they flip thru Bed Bath& Beyond catalogs wit they reading glasses sittin at the tips of they noses n shit like that. N**gas like that be guffawin n shit. N**gas dont eem be laughin like regular n**gas they jus guffaw n chuckle nahmean. You ever hear Lupe laugh, that n**ga laugh like a 70 yr old white man do. Son be chucklin. But thats neither here nor there… This SK La’Flare n**ga he wild trash b. Earl did his thing tho. But the shit really jus words n words… son aint sayin much. But little n**gas is gon flip they wigs to these kinda bars regardless yo.
2. “Burgundy” (f/ Vince Staples) – “N**gas wanna hear you rap…dont nobody care about how you feel. We want raps, n**ga.” This how Vince Staples starts the joint before Earl quickly speaks on how his grandma jus passed n then spends the rest of the track spittin bout nothin. If you took the “Headlines” record by Drake n masculinized that beat up a lil bit n chopped it in pieces n slowed it down n let a dysfunctional teen n**ga vent bout shit on it this is basically what you would get. Shit dont sound like no regular Neptunes joint at all b. Meanwhile Skateboard P jus gon continue to slide Hov shit like BBC wit the played out percussion sounds like it was leftover from a 2002 session wit Britney n whatever whatever n aint nobody askin that n**ga why.
3. “20 Wave Caps” (f/ Domo Genesis) – I never seen this dude rockin a wave cap but apparently he got like 20 of ‘em… He jus ballin like that I guess yo. This beat sound like a broken merry go round b. Domo kinda went in on this shit but Earl fell all the way back n went wit the Parrish Smith slow flow… But he keepin it potent anyways. This album wild short so far tho… We 3 tracks in n this shit done only clocked in at like 7 mins b. Thats like half a track on the last Justin album b…(Thats Timberlake not Bieber you hoe ass muthafucka).