1. “On Sight” – Imma keep it all the way real wit yall…the way this shyt started had me wishin for the days of unnecessary Mr West skits… maybe even Nicki Minaj recitin some bullshyt ass limerick in a British accent or whatever… Soon as I heard the electro shyts start up I knew what the fukk was bout to happen… This shyt like BLOOP BLUHHH BLEEP BLOOP BLUHHH BLEEP BLOOP BLUHHH BLEEP BLOOP BLUHHH BLEEP BLOOP BLUHHH BLEEP TICK TICK TICK TICK TICK TICK TICK TICK TICK TICK TICK TICK TICK TICK TICK BLOOP BLUHH BLEEP BLOOP BLUHHH BLEEP…soundin like he made a beat n threw the Atari filter on that shyt when it was done. The hook like BLUH BLUH BLUH ON SIGHT BLUH BLUH BLUH ON SIGHT… I kno it aint paintin a vivid picture for yall muthafukkas who aint heard the shyt yet but trust me…shyt is accurate. Took me bout 200 listens before I saw any value in this shyt. It aint my favorite track or nothin but I aint mad at it really. Probably be kinda dope at a show…….in the middle of a desert…….on Mars……wit Chinese acrobats shootin outta cannons from one side of the stage to the other n this shyt blastin out some big ass speakers at 70 billion gigahertz n whatever..Ionno…
2. “Black Skinhead” – Its like son took all the most homoerotic sounds n elements from the song Personal Jesus by Depeche Mode n added 808s to that shyt… This beat is like the sound of some oiled up dudes in cowboy hats pretendin to twirl lassos in the air on the dance floor in music form n shyt. This track probably sprinkled all in Chris Bosh workout playlist10 different times by now n shyt. That ni**a Yeezy probably thought to hisself….’Dis shyt pruhVAWKative’ tho. Apparently CyHi the Snore Gawd n Lupe “12 black belts n 10 PhDs” Fiasco had sumn to do wit this too. Bars is aight but summa this shyt bogus nahmean. Like son said “I keep it 300 like the Romans” which is probably spose to be a double entendre n whatever…which is cool… I mean I aint no professor of geographical history or nothin like that but I think the Spartans in 300 was actually Greek tho fam. Thats jus minor details tho. Brother Ye on his pro black shyt for this joint namsayin. Son really tryin to make his pro-BLACKest song to the pro-WHITEst music here tho. I cant say I all the way fukks wit this shyt…
3. “I Am A God” – This sound like some Illuminati rap. Feel like this the song Kanye been makin for the last 3 years…except now he jus gettin right to the point n called the song what he probably wanted to call ALL his songs since Watch The Throne n shyt. Like son not gon tip toe round the fact that he fell from the heavens above n now he among mere mortals that fukk wit his music. Like he feelin like IF YALL NAWT GON SAY IT AWMA JUS SAY IT FA YAAALLLL. fukkouttahere Kanye… You wild stupid for a genius yo. You can proclaim this shyt all you want but you jus a ni**a who kno how to hit some buttons on a machine that makes music REAL REAL good n can rap better than average but happen to got the decorum of a toddler b. Its like Kanye never stopped goin thru his terrible twos n shyt. Son cant eem play a instrument or nothin like that or speak multiple languages so how he a GOD my ni**a? Im sittin here spinnin a vase from the Ming dynasty on my finger b. fukkouttahere. I do this shyt forreal.
4. “New Slaves” – This shyt sound like ART…n Ion mean that as a compliment bruh. I feel like the Blue Man Group gon hear this n be like YO LOOK AT THIS MUTHAfukkA JACKIN OUR shyt B…
5. “Hold My Liquor” – Who woulda guessed that a joint witta Chief Keef feature could be one of the best parts of a muthafukkin Kanye album bruh…? If any these tracks got that “My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy-esque damn near depress the shyt outta you but at the same time make you feel good” shyt goin for em…this that one. shyt starts out like…aight, so I guess this ni**a tipsy… Then Keef.. who jus sounds permanently intoxicated wit or without autotune namsayin…gets his unnecessary on durin the hook before Yeezy spits a MESSAGE IN THE FORM OF A IGNORANT ASS KANYE VERSE verse that drunk hoes gon be quotin after they leave the club for the next 5 years. All a sudden shyt turns into ‘Lost In The World’ for a minute before its jus some sad guitar or synthesizer type shyt at the end. Overall tho…I aint mad at this shyt bruh…
6. “I’m In It” – This probably coulda been on MBDTF too… shyt got that Cruel Summer feel to it too (Yall thought THAT shyt was hard to enjoy…). But this shyt even creepy for a Kanye song bruh…talmbout bitin n eatin ass… Son made sure he mentioned it was some Asian box he was pourin sweet n sour sauce on n a Black chick he was puttin his fist in like a civil rights sign tho. Jus so we kno he not sayin this shyt bout his Armenian queen namsayin. But if he WAS describin his baby moms on this song he probably woulda stuck a lamb kebab in her ass n spread baba ghanoush all on it. Listen son….what this muthafukka wanna do in the privacy of his own domain is his business n whatever namsayin…but all I can picture is a seeded up Kim K wit her orca dress half off n a gagball n her mouth when he sayin this nasty shyt yo. Ionno what purpose a muthafukka might have for this track other than to have shyt to listen to at a Trojan orgy or some shyt like that. If you rock latex garments n enjoy painful sex this might be your jam tho….
7. “Blood On The Leaves” – Ok Im startin to feel like the songs on this half of the album is jus MBDTF leftovers now… shyt is on that serene shyt wit the dope flip of “Strange Fruit” before it switches up into that fukk DEM OTHER NI**AZ CUZ IM DOWN 4 MY NI**AZ shyt from that awkward ass era of Snoop bein signed to No Limit n makin summa the worst music of his entire life. Apparently Kanye jacked the shyt from his own peoples tho…who knows tho. Like the homie Nasir Jones said…its no ideas original…theres nothin new under the sun. Either way this one of the best joints on the album up until he goes ham on the autotune at the end again yo. fukkouttahere Kanye.
8. “Guilt Trip” – This shyt sounds more like Cruel Summer Yeezy than MBDTF Yeezy. Son kept it in the family n sampled the shyt from Pusha’s Blocka joint n let Cudder croon some shyt at the end too. Theres some opulent shyt up under the synths too wit the strings n whatever. shyt is aight. I probably wont skip thru the album to get to track 8 ever but I aint gon hit the skip when it gets there neither. Word is bond…get ya dutty wine on if you wanna ma…
9. “Send It Up - boy Ye come in talmbout “This the greatest shyt in the club…since In Da Club”… Naw bruh…shyt not een the best shyt since “Bands A Make Her Dance” my dude. But shyt is aiiiiight which is better than the shyt thats jus naaaaah on this muthafukka I guess. Not a lot to say bout this shyt. I fukks wit it but at the same time I aint gon show it to my kids 15 years from now talmbout THIS THAT REEEEAAAL MUSIC NOT THAT shyt YALLS BE LISTENIN TO.
It aint gon challenge you or open up new portals n ya mind that allow you to travel to other dimensions that exist inside of some shyt like a leaf or a seashell that you can only see after you align ya chakras n meditate at the top of a hill at 4am ey’dayof ya life or whatever. But you can play that shyt n ENJOY it. Yeah the lyrics aint exactly some groundbreakin shyt neither…its jus more of that simple ass post-Late Registration shyt Kanye be doin that 17 yr old muthafukkas wit no life goals or intentions of havin careers be goin apeshyt over.
@ Illuminati rap
same ol song and dance here.