Weāre just going to get right into it today ARTIST OF THE WEEK: Kendrick Lamar.
I wouldnāt be doing my job if I didnāt make Kendrick this weekās AOTW. He basically broke the Internet a few days ago with his verse on Control.
Kendrick goes second.
Now this is Big Seanās track but if you look at twitter, there is no mention of Big Sean. Control is Kendrickās through and through. Big Sean and Jay were rendered insignificant after Lamar opened his fucking mouth. He let loose an avalanche of haymakers at everyone in the modern hip-hop game. He went after the verse like he was Eminem in ā99 on Still Donāt Give A Fuck.
Sure Lamar gave props to Em, Jigga, Nas, and Andre 3000, basically The Mount Rushmore of 90ās rap. But after that all bets were off as he said:
Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, WaleāØ, Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake Big Sean, āØJay Electronā,Tyler, Mac MillerāØI got love for you all but Iām tryna murder you niggasā.
BIG SEAN IS CALLED OUT ON HIS OWN FUCKING SONG! DID SEAN NOT LISTEN before he put it out? WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?
People freaked out about this shit. Granted, I kinda freaked out too. I didnāt know Kendrick had it in him. What I mean when I say that is that I didnāt think he could cut like he did. He went like Michael in The Wire. Sure he flirted with the corner but you never expected HIM to pick up a 9. I liked Kendrick just fine on m.A.A.d. city just. Money Trees was dope but I wasnāt wild on the hook.
Bitch Donāt Kill My Vibe has really been growing on me over the past few months.
But the shit never hit me as Earth shattering. Itās not that I donāt think that heās a good artist. This isnāt on Kendrick. Itās my hang up. Mainstream rap music hasnāt been shit. I have that constant yearning for what came before. Itās like a thirst that I canāt seem to quench.
It has been well documented on this blog that I hate the likes of Kanye West and Wheelchair Jimmy (Drake). And nearly every other rapper with heavy radio play has been a disappointment. This is due in large part to the fact that for the past ten years I have sat back and watched/ listened to rap, go from a genre I loved, to a punch line. The greats shifted out of the game while they were replaced by caricatures. That is not okay. They went gone soft. This tenderness allowed mediocrity to run rampant. The bar for what was considered to be āgreat rapāhad been lowered considerably.
This may not be Kendrickās greatest verse, but the mother fucker set us up for some good old fashion diss tracks, something thatās been missed in the modern era of radio play rap. Controlachieves all that youād want from a great ācall outā. Thereās threats of violence mixed with beautiful moments of braggadocios.
While there are many underground guys throwing this stuff around constantly, like Royce Da 5ā9, Kendrick is on the radio. You can hear this dude in any market around the clock. He appeals to the masses. Itās at the peak of his popularity he decided to do this. And why not? Why the fuck not?
I love chaos. This is certainly going to cause some. We might even get some good tunes out of it. This was the warning shot. This was the track to get everyoneās attention. To get everyone on point. From a fanās perspective, mediocrity cannot be the norm. That is a sign that we have given up.
The question isā¦who will be the first on that list to stand up for themselves? Iād bet all the money I have that it wonāt be Mac Miller. Any takers?
Get ready people. Shit done changed.
Big Hugs,
Kelly