EST Gee “I’ve Never Felt a Nun” review

In 2005, Young Jeezy dropped his debut album, 101- NaimaHe made dirt music popular, and he gave us an amazingly radical idea. He was brave but still slow. It was thematic music for fights outside the strip club, but it wasn’t lousy. Jeezy looks like a grizzly bear; He hit his chest, roared, and was impregnable. But it also inspired awe of words like “I used to hit the kitchen lights, cockroaches anywhere / Now I hit the kitchen lights, there’s marble floors everywhere.”

It makes sense that Jeezy has a playback feature I’ve never felt like a nunLouisville slugger EST Gee’s new album—named by Atlanta star Lil Baby”New Young Jeezy. Another way to see it: J is hip-hop’s Ray Lewis. Aside from the fact that he was a soccer player himself, J is a tough guy of lofty proportions. He’s a master at rapping about his demons without exaggerating.

The first lines of the opening track “Have Mercy” appear BandGang Lonnie Bands That it’s possible to be bluntly emotional without bonding with trauma: “I had to tell her she’s watching her mouth, she says she’s demons on me/Nah these are my people who died before me, don’t leave me alone.” There is more where it came from. Even when it’s very detailed, the writing is rooted in maturity. “Voices in My Head” is his version of the Boosie track. his apologies. “Have you ever dreamed that you can’t see but voices visit you / And tell you you’ll be rich by 26 if you survive that boom?” Ji won’t let you forget that even though he’s here, it doesn’t mean he feels guilty about it. At one point, he stands proudly and says, “Surely the last man standing always can tell the story.”

Oh man, Gee can rap. Just listen to it throughout this album. He is a man who knows how to expel his enemies in a burly manner. Watch “Come Home” skip to the beat like a montage from the Oscars. Gee is silly but can be very serious: “It’s impossible to love me with the same heart you love a Rat / And you never check a nigga talking about me behind my back / I know I’m a villain in my town not because I rap / Because how do I pay crazy racks to get a battered nigga.”

It’s rare to find a rapper right now on the street without being a comedian. Some of the most talented guys in rap in Detroit can joke around. Gee rarely has anything funny to say. He packages a number of frightening details into a serious delivery. “I can’t feel anything” is unapologetic and ambivalent, like the virtues and sins within him fighting for his soul. “Thankful I’m in pain, at least I feel something / 99.5 percent of the time I feel nothing / I just did a bit of a thug, I don’t think you killed anything.” Just when you think it represents all the threats, it increases the risks. Gee was not shot because he was playing with a toy gun. Like Maxo Kream from Houston, Violence in his family is a way of life: “The company of love is misery, so my little brother is with me gnashing teeth” is what he says in “Let us say a blessing.” To see ji is to see a soldier now become a leader.

Geezy comparisons make sense. Their voices are both ghostly. He raps like balls in his mouth, or as if he’s trying to overcome the lisp that disturbs his speech. But Jeezy’s likenesses are more classic than Southern. Ji is a product of everywhere except the elite coastal cities. He is also less interested in drugs. He is more inclined to violence. The way it affects him and his family is the core of his art. And he became proficient in the album industry. Despite the fact that Jack Harlow’s co-ops don’t work (go figure), Gee is a rugged technician whose track lists shock you like compound punches. It’s even controversially He’s trying his hand at the tunes, and they work decently. It sounds like it’s better to threaten you with a cold, but his test for the future impersonator contest also looks good. “Hell” sounds like Mr. Codeine himself, a man whose head can’t stop bombarding his own demons.

Gee is very sensitive and dangerous. This is the next generation for what Jezzy and Gucci did in the 2000s – powerful threats, horrible voices but with the legacy and complexities of Lil’ Pepe and Chicago rappers like King Vaughn. The streets do not have to worry. Music will always live on. No matter how hungry hip hop police Black men may be locked in an SUV, guys like Gee will be there to represent the streets until the end of time.

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