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“F–ked Up” F/ $Young Roy$
The production here is desirable. The gritty base, staunch musical ingredients, contagious rhythm, and harsh vibe make for an appetizing blend. The hook is raw. The delivery is noticeable and the lyrics are forward. The verses are applaudable. Keeqs navigates the first half of the song and $Young Roy$ glides through the second half. Both artists serve up discriminable flows, feasible wordplay, and befitting rhymes. They send the message loud and clear that they aren’t the ones to be tried while at the same time giving off an air of superiority. A few lines worth citing from Keeqs are: “Got me f–ked up. F–k you got on my 16? This the newest s–t off my notepad. Before I wrote the s–t it was pristine. (…) Fitted cap twisted to the back. B—hes be like, be like, be like who is that? Make they n—as mad. I just, I just make they booties clap. Make they speakers slap. After party, I’m a make it crack. I’m a make it crack, crack, crack! Turn up time for the realest. We don’t turn down. We don’t feel s–t.” There is definitely quite the brazen attitude coming off of those bars right there. All in all, this is a decent selection.
The production here is charming. It is compiled of: a packed foundation, groovy old school style components, a dapper tempo, and a tactful vibe. The hook is modest. The delivery is transparent and the lyrics consist of simple repetition. The verses are gainful. Keeqs harnesses an exaggerated flow, refined wordplay, and seemly rhymes. He makes it a point to let the listener know that the purpose of this particular single is to switch things up a bit. Observe as he spits: “Talking to me crazy just invoking my anger, that’s danger. Really though. Had ’em all tripping off of the video. I got that Sin City, drug dealer, killer flow. But ya boy keep it (…) you don’t even know. Cold character. Gold on my wrist. I’m getting my karats up. I hear about you pillow talking n—as. But I ain’t got the time to embarrass ya. We having fun in the West Coast. Whole city killing n—as in Fresno.” Those words right there carry a flossy sentiment to them. Overall, this tune is a hit.
“Woah” F/ G-Knock
The production here is grand. The healthy infrastructure, savvy background details, sleek gait, and impartial vibe are an exceptional mix. The hook is standard. The delivery has a breezy melody to it and the lyrics are basic. The verses are intermediate. Keeqs oversees the first verse and G-Knock takes care of the second. The duo carry out routine flows, solid wordplay, and median rhymes. They pen an anthem that revolves around the theme of success by any means necessary. A handful of notable lines from Keeqs include: “I hop on the track and I beast. Want all of my family to eat. Want all of my fam out the streets. For that, yeah I strive and I reach. Man I want all the pussy and power. These hater n—as be sour. Swear these hater n—as be cowards. And I just devour. (…) Keeqs about to gas it. If they coming for us pull the money out the mattress. But I ain’t bout that passive. Turn around and let ’em have it.” One has to appreciate the realness within those bars. In the end, this is a viable offering.
**My Two Cents: TNOS (The New Old School) ranks at about a grade B. The production is finely done, the guest appearances are suitable, and Keeqs makes a level contribution. However, he could have alternated his flow just a tad more and taken his rhymes slightly outside of the box. His bars are reputable as is but they have the potential to be a lot more compelling if he pushes himself further creatively. It’s an honorable second project though and I ultimately think that readers should give it a shot. -MinM