Though Tyga’s “Rack City” is the most middlingest of middling radio rap hits, it’s hard not to admire the late ’90s style nonsensical ambition of the just released official video. RIYL: helicopter chases, bazookas, explosions, ancient sarcophaguses, crazy eyed old men, bubble wrap, candy canes, strippers playing golf while armed with machine guns.
It’s long been hardwired in the Mobb narrative that the Juvenile Hell LP is soft or at least cheesy or at least not fully representative of the true Mobb Deep sound. There’s some credence to this myth - you can definitely catch the rugged Kriss Kross vibe here (and well before Kriss Kross themselves caught the rugged Kriss Kross vibe, at that) and of course they everything on the follow up was considerably more refined and several shades darker - but let’s be real the whole album is pretty hard effort for a kiddie rap cash in from a couple of art school teens.
Today we need more kiddie goon rap in the Juvenile Hell/Illegal mold and less Lil Chuckie. There is a serious gap in the Brick Squad roster and it’s shaped like a tattooed and dreaded 13 year old boy. NPJIC.
How long until one these new jacks jumping in on the retro-chic blog rap revival goes all out and tries to bring sickles back? The gardening tool that is, not the cell shape. Though Anemia P was wielding both in his day, apparently. Look what he brings to the table.
If you caught me ranting about Starlito and soap on Twitter last night, this is what I was on about. Here is the mp3 version if you are so stubborn or twisted as to deprive yourself the video.
In going down the Boomdata Youtube wormhole I found this very rare recent audio documentation of reincarnated g(enie?) Future actually trying to rap well (and succeeding).