Dirty Sprite 2, the newest release this week from ATL rapper Future, has the entire online media up in a buzz. Word on the street, word from the street, and everything in the streets seems to have influenced this album and prepared us for this OG Trap Shit, the type of stuff you don’t normally find unless you are in the streets.
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This album is available for stream from Spotify, a music platform many seem to be releasing on these days, and may seem to you like a typical rap or trap production. No one even seems to know the difference these these days any damn way. It features the signature raspy voice of the rap of the dirty South, and consequently our favorite ‘Move That Dope’ rapper. The lyrics are dirty, filthy, and slow; everything we want from this type of release.
The album artwork is painted with purple, blue, and pink clouds, a purple haze for the leaning types. And even though I have never tried that dirty Sprite the album is so admirably named for, trust me when I say that I get it. It really hit home though when I heard the track actually entitled, ‘the Percocet and Stripper Joint,’ what exactly I was getting. Future calls for ‘a dose of perococet and some strippers,’ plus a laundry list of items that would make any DJs rider look like amateur hour, and I have a feeling all of this was in a quite serious tongue.
If nothing else, this album is no joke. It is real, with ‘swerve like hippies’ and trap sirens to boot. Have your trap arms high and flick tha f*ck out of those wrists, maybe even have a whole lot of drugs in your system’ for this one.
So it isn’t necessarily so much about trapping as it is about abusing that which we find in the trap, but hey what is the difference? These days it seems all is blurred in the lines between lyrics and life, art and reality, and artists versus everyone else in the world.
On the more controversial side is the song entitled, ‘Slave Master,’ which is remnant of Yeezy’s ‘New Slaves,’ both controversially named and one so far critically acclaimed, so what will we see here? This album seems to be doing well so far, and anything that reminds me of Kanye is okay in my book. Along the lines of other rappers chiming in on the album is the third song entitled, ‘Where Ya At,‘ featuring the love of our lives, Drake. Drizzy really souths down his accent and dialect on this one, and gives us a successful attempt at his best dirty south. The song features some heavy asian strings and is all in all one of my favorites on the album. My favorite, however, is number one, ‘Thought It Was A Drought,’ which seems to me realest trap shit on the album; down, dirty, and straight to the point.
This album is so ridiculous you want to laugh, but only at how true it all is when you think about it. It is simple, but not at all simple. It is repping an entire culture, and repping it well. The track, ‘Fuck Up Some Commas,’ seems to say it all pretty well, because who doesn’t ike a little grammar talk. This is where the inexperience came in to play for me, because that song is about dollars, not commas, but also Future f*cks up some bars on that one.
And every other one on the album. I have been nonstop bumping this bad boy, feeling like a gangster on the beach with my mom.
The album is killing it so far, and from here it looks as though that trend will continue.
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