Ruste Juxx teams up with The Arcitype for a brand new album out this week, and “GGTC” has him comparing himself to the honor, grace, and struggle of working in a food cart/food truck/lunch wagon. Sometimes making food for the people can be a thankless job, but someone has to do it. When it comes to quality hip-hop, if no one is there to create the good stuff, someone has to come in and fill the void.
What does Susan Sarandon have to do with hip-hop? It is unknown at this time, but what I do know is that there is a hip-hop compilation called The Susan Sarandon Story, which means any time someone does a search for her online, you may come across this comp. This is one of the tracks from it by ATG, who brings in Kool G Rap, Ruste Juxx, and Steven King for the festivities.
To say that this album is easily one of the most ruthless hip-hop albums in some time is definitely an understatement. The Exxecution (Duck Down) is definitely killing anything and everything that dares to call itself rap music in 201 when it isn’t, so what Marco Polo and Ruste Juxx are going are just putting them in line, and one by one putting them in a dark room so that they can be cut up by surprise. No means of escape,this music is meant to be pleasurable torture, music you wanted your grandma to fear, not something you’d find her dancing to at the club. This isn’t so much the “real” hip-hop that for naysayers might be a cliche, but it is very much quality hip-hop, just like mom used to make, bake, and seal in tight baggies.
The songs on here are incredible, with “Death Penalty” sounding like you’re going to war on the streets of war pre-Disney takeover, while Rock‘s verse on “Take Money” shows that unity in sound can be had and handled if you know how to do it well. Marco Polo’s beats range from the modern styles with a grimey feel, to the old heavy funk of the mid-90′s when obscure samples were a badge of pride. When Sean Price drops his genius in “Fuckin’ Wit A Gangsta”, he’s speaking for all hip-hop heads, the overly protective ones who simply want the good shit because they know what they speak of. When Rakim once said “no mistakes allowed”, he spoke about all aspects of life. The Exxecution is an album that takes value in its mistakes and flaws, this is that album that fans will take pride in because it’s music with power, style, and character.
Sean Price is really to kick anyone in the jaws without regret, hell you might get hit and not even know what happened to you. Despite the length of the songs (23 in total) on this CD, Kimbo Slice (Duck Down/Fat Beats) may be promoted as a mix tape-type situation but it holds up very well as an album. It’s album length, but these songs come and go without thought and goes right into the next one,a bit like a Monty Python episode. It shows that when you’re able to deliver the goods, you’re also able to change your name throughout your discography. Sean Price states that he would like to be known as “Megasean”, and maybe in a month or two he will switch his name again. The approach here is raw, loose, and as hard as a ruthless street fight. If you listen to this as a traditional album, it may come off as a hip-hop opera. From afar, these songs may not have a cohesive theme, but the overall vibe is one of strength and dominance, that of an MC who someone who is proud to call himself Kimbo Price (Vision/Duck Down). This is that no-nonsense hip-hop shit. I can imagine a few people saying this is nothing but hip-hop for those with short-attention spans, but they’re not listening that closely or deeply.
Rock and Law join up with Sean Price in the bitch ass “Hot”, while St. Maffew‘s appearance in the blues-based “Weed & Hoes” is a celebration of hot bitches and choice pakalolo. “Suicide Door” may begin with a tentative-rock edge, but then the beat kicks in and as Price talks about how he just came out fresh out of his mom’s pussy, he’s figuratively and literally going in deeper. It’s random at times, the way subjects come and go, but as much as it’s not meant to sound like a proper album, it is. It’s what made those old mix tapes of yesteryear so powerful. Now, what makes this different from a younger artist who may do random songs for the sake of being a superstar? Execution and knowledge of what makes a good rap song great. A lot of artists are nothing but mindless blah blah, and Sean Price isn’t mindless, nor delivering any level of blah. In these short-but-sweet songs, he’s on a mission towards releasing yet another album, and yet I wish more artists would treat their mix tape missions thet same way Prince does, because this is a certified winner.