At least a decade late, and long ago forgotten, aging rappers Dr. Dre and Jay Z finally release that “epic” single. I’m going to let my blog brethren Byron Crawford say it since he listened to the track and I didn’t:
I guess it makes sense that if Jay-Z can’t write good raps for himself anymore, he can’t write good raps for anyone else.
The production is crap, too. Jimmy Iovine must have told Dr. Dre that if he wanted to sell any albums in 2K10, he had to make it all teh ghey and futuristic-sounding. Maybe techno-style synthesizers sound especially good in Beats by Dr. Dre headphones.
If only he really had looped up the Queen and David Bowie record.
My old friend and former colleague eskay has it streaming. It’s got some dreaded n-word screaming over it, but there wasn’t much enjoyment to ruin in the first place.
