Big Ghost Reviews Earl Sweatshirt - 'Doris'

Ayo whattup. Welcome back to the powerful rays of light of the one n only Big Ghost aka the illustrious Broccoli Bundles aka the mighty Cocaine Biceps aka Shampoo Bracelets the panty melter aka the one n only Phantom Raviolis the magnificent aka Volcano Hands aka Thor Molecules aka the glorious n powerful Hands of Zeus nahmean. You definitely once again back in the presence of greatness yo. This the one true n livin g-o-d shit n**gas minds be itchin n scratchin for like some baseheads n shit. Word is bond... Yall do the google searches yo. I do this shit forreal b. You search those reviews for ya favorite albums n whatever whatever...but only the most prominent shit... n you gon see my name up there amongst the Rolling Stones n Time Magazines, b. I aint buy no respect I earned mines namsayin. Ask bout me on twitter. Ask bout me on facebook or instagrams. On all social medias. Im known b. But yo we not here for all that. Yall muthafuckas been waitin on this review for this new Earl joint like hypebeast fake ass sneakerheads be waitin on ugly ass colorways of wack ass foamposites. But yall kno...thats neither here nor there namsayin. I gots yall. Imma hold yall down like the earths gravitational forces nahmean. Lets get this on n poppin tho...scan true this legalese right quick like la la la, boom and lets hit track 1.

The views n what have you in this muthafucka is all my owns…so that aint in no way a reflection of nobody other than myself n whatever else b. No other man or woman or child represented heretofore n such hereby is sharin the opinion of the gentleman who be sayin the shit contained within namsayin. This muthafucka do be containin foul language n shit that might offend small children n old people n shit too. It should be noted by all those who is present today here today before God that yall here on ya own accord n if anybody not cool wit that they should leave now or forever hold they peace…

1. "Pre" (f/ SK La'Flare) - Right out the gate its some 80s sci-fi type shit. I mean it aint personally the types of shit I be listenin to on my spare time n whatever...but I aint hatin neither. I get these Odd Future cats n how its they M.O. to be on some jackass n shit settin they dicks on fire n wildin in they videos n makin songs bout some shit that n**gas over 25 cant relate to but it don't mean em n**gas dont got no talent. This muthafucka Earl can rap yo. Son is nice wit his pen even tho most his bars jus be some shit wit zero substance. But its 2013 b... If n**gas want substance they order a soy milk frappe n listen to Lupe albums while they flip thru Bed Bath& Beyond catalogs wit they reading glasses sittin at the tips of they noses n shit like that. N**gas like that be guffawin n shit. N**gas dont eem be laughin like regular n**gas they jus guffaw n chuckle nahmean. You ever hear Lupe laugh, that n**ga laugh like a 70 yr old white man do. Son be chucklin. But thats neither here nor there... This SK La'Flare n**ga he wild trash b. Earl did his thing tho. But the shit really jus words n words... son aint sayin much. But little n**gas is gon flip they wigs to these kinda bars regardless yo.

2. "Burgundy" (f/ Vince Staples) - "N**gas wanna hear you rap...dont nobody care about how you feel. We want raps, n**ga." This how Vince Staples starts the joint before Earl quickly speaks on how his grandma jus passed n then spends the rest of the track spittin bout nothin. If you took the "Headlines" record by Drake n masculinized that beat up a lil bit n chopped it in pieces n slowed it down n let a dysfunctional teen n**ga vent bout shit on it this is basically what you would get. Shit dont sound like no regular Neptunes joint at all b. Meanwhile Skateboard P jus gon continue to slide Hov shit like BBC wit the played out percussion sounds like it was leftover from a 2002 session wit Britney n whatever whatever n aint nobody askin that n**ga why.

3. "20 Wave Caps" (f/ Domo Genesis) - I never seen this dude rockin a wave cap but apparently he got like 20 of 'em... He jus ballin like that I guess yo. This beat sound like a broken merry go round b. Domo kinda went in on this shit but Earl fell all the way back n went wit the Parrish Smith slow flow... But he keepin it potent anyways. This album wild short so far tho... We 3 tracks in n this shit done only clocked in at like 7 mins b. Thats like half a track on the last Justin album b...(Thats Timberlake not Bieber you hoe ass muthafucka).

4. "Sunday" (f/ Frank Ocean) - I remember how "Super Rich Kids" was one of the most standout joints on Channel Orange... but I also remember thinkin I was actually kinda fuckin wit that album n then never listenin to it ever ever again. But Frank spittin on this shit son. He aint croon not one note on this muthafucka. Matter fact he mighta stole the show on this shit. He also gave a firsthand type glimpse from the perspective of a bisexual dude in the game n mighta touched on the incident when Chris Brown sent his cousins to chase dude in traffic n n**gas was screamin at Frank like some broads talmbout PULL OVAAAAAAAH n whatever but mostly he jus talkin bout regular rap shit.

5. "Hive" (f/ Vince Staples & Casie Veggies) - This track is like some "Yonkers" shit (...for yall old heads, Ion mean like some Lox shit but the Tyler The Creator joint that basically put these n**gas on the map in the first place yo). This that rhymin for the sake of riddlin rap shit. That boy Vince Staples kinda got bars tho. Shit is cool... Ion all the way fuck wit no shit like this usually cuz I spends my time listenin to more street n intellectual type shit nahmean but I get the appeal for little dirty muthafuckas that jus wanna hear n**gas spit rhymes n not get caught up in all that usin they brains n whatever. I like raps where the track so hard you can dislocate ya eardrums n n**gas is jus wild ignorant n got no regard for the community n wanna pump they drugs n be disrespectful to other human beings n floss n threaten muthafuckas wit bodily harm n shit cuz its jus entertainment...n at the end of the day the shit teaches the youth some valuable lessons bout moderation namsayin.

6. "Chum" - This shit basically like the new anthem for fatherless 90s babies ey'where all over the world b. Fathers raise ya sons or they might gon turn out to make songs bout you someday n call you out like the deadbeat muthafucka you is namsayin. Truth be told this one little piece of the sociological epidemic puzzle (otherwise referred to as The Man's systematical plot to destroy the "mostly non-white" inner city communities that breed the "mostly non-white" folk that inhabit them dirty n barely fit for cockroaches to live in type homes by enouragin n allowin grown men to walk away from they families n let they sons n daughters be raised by the predators n pimps n pushers n huslters n thieves n bitch ass n**gas that roam the hoods wit jussa small chance that they might gon excel in some sports n earn a scholarship n attend some kinda ivy league school where they might not gon necessarily make it to the pros but they still gettin a chance to kick it wit the children of the children of the members of society that was born wit the silver spoons in they moufs n passed em down to they own seeds n the shit or in the military where the shit might gon broaden they horizons n give em a new perspective that they can bring back to they hood n use those influences n experiences to do some good but more times than not they never go back to they hoods again unless its due to the fact that they fell back into the trap n on the path where they gon end up either dead on the side of the road witta needle in they arm or a bullet in they dome or doin a bid n convertin to Islam n comin out the bing in like 2076 n shit..IF they get back home) done gave us some dope songs in the past. See the Jay Z n Beanie Sigel collabs "Where Have You Been" n "Still Got Love For You" or the Naughty By Nature classic "Ghetto Bastard" for examples of how fatherlessness done inspired n**gas to rise from the ashes n drop some fire here n there nahmean. But word...this shit is one of the more/only "introspective" joints on the album b. The beat kinda simple but the little outro at the end is like some classy shit that was whipped up in the late 70s by a Mohican jazz ensemble or whatever. Apparently thats Chad Hugo aka 1/10th of The Neptunes playin the trumpet on this muthafucka.

7. "Sasquatch" (f/ Tyler) - Back to bidness for these n**gas on this track... This what these muthafuckas do basically. Ey'body got they area of expertise. Drake makes songs for n**gas wit white iPhones to reminisce over they exes to. J Cole makes songs for n**gas wit white phones who dont wanna admit they like Drake to stalk they exes to. Wiz Khalifa-Rose makes songs for n**gas who act like they the only ones to ever experience the effects of smokin weed to act like lames who never experienced the effects of smokin weed to. Tyga makes the wackest shit on earth for people who like the feelin of lettin they ears gargle the juice from the bottom of the garbage bags at fast food spots. AND THIS what these n**gas do... make songs for the future leaders of the free world to elevate they consciousnesses to n shit.

8. "Centurion" (f/ Vince Staples) - This n**ga Vince Staples jus got his ignorant on all over the first verse of this shit. Shit was admirable b. But then the beat changed n heres Ear-L Double S goin ham on some ridiculous shit hisself n one uppin the n**ga wit double the ignorance nahmean. Lets put it this way...this n**ga lowkey might be kinda smart but I aint tryna hear these Odd Future n**gas try n drop knowledge anyways so Im cool if they wanna stay in this lane yo. The beat sounds like a lost Herbie Hancock soundtrack to a German Sci-fi/Action/S&M flick that takes place in the future n shit...

9. "523" - This beat sounds like a lost Herbie Hancock soundtrack to the SEQUEL of a German Sci-fi/Action/S&M flick that takes place in the future n shit.... Nobody rappin on it tho.

10. "Uncle Al" - Im 6 seconds into this shit n its already my favorite shit on the album yo. Course it gotta be 52 seconds long tho. Fuckouttahere wit these dicktease beats bruh... This aint jus start wit that "Beach Is Better" Joint off MCHG tho. I think Public Enemy mighta pioneered that shit but it been makin a comeback... n in the immortal words of Chuck D hisself I AINT WIDDIT. I got no idea why the shit is called Uncle Al but contrary to what n**gas was sayin bout this shit bein a beat by Alchemist shit is actually jus another dope little Earl Sweatshirt (aka randomblackdude) production. I fucks wit this shit heavy but Imma probably need to loop the shit bout 3 times before I throw it in my iTunes playlist where I keep all the fire joints at.

11. "Guild" (f/ Mac Miller) - This shit dropped a lil while back but I aint never peeped it til now. So here go Mac Miller aka Donald Trump's favorite white rapper spittin his raps wit that Shaq voice he been usin a lot lately. Son done come a long way from rappin like a jolly lil country dwarf like he was doin back in his frozen pizza pops n kool aid days. This shit is basically the equivalent of hearin n**gas get high n tell you how high they is all night nahmean. I aint feelin this shit at all b.

12. "Molasses" (f/ RZA) - First off RZA laced this beat son...he hit son off lovely wit root beer thoughts n you gotta love him. Son took it back to the 36 Chambers on this one yo. Ionno why he said "Search inside my purse to buy somethin worthless" at the start of the track but Imma assume he wasn't meanin that shit literally cuz I aint never seen son rockin a purse but who knows nahmean. In a era where n**gas is rockin leather sundresses on stages n not losin no respect this shit is minimal b. RZA aint spit no bars other than on the hook where he says "I fuck the freckles off ya face bitch" n thats bout it. Shit is mad fly.

13. "Whoa" (f/ Tyler) - Aight so they back to this shit... that banana split handicapped companion smokin cannabis wit evangelists in the back of a minivan witta cabana shit.

14. "Hoarse" - This shit sounds like the theme song for a serial rapist b. But shit gotta pretty cool feel anyways. These BADBADNOTGOOD muthafuckas kno how to compose some crazy shit yo. Cant even front b...after I got past the fact that the shit sounds like musical rape I actually started to dig the shit yo. I dont condone rape tho bruh...so fuck all that. Im jus tryin to paint a picture for yall. Earl aint goin beneath the surface n doin nothin special but y'all rappity rap muthafuckas who jus wanna hear the n**ga weave words together like Drake crochets a whole scarf outta flower pedals in less than 5 minutes gon be cool wit it.

15. "Knight" (f/ Domo Genesis) - First off yo, fuck this beat. If you aint heard the joint off the second Cuban Linx album where RZA already sampled this shit n created one of the dopest tracks of his life n let Ghostface, Raekwon n Mef BODY that shit on the New Wu joint then shame on you b... If these n**gas aint never heard that track then shame on em too b. If they DID hear the track before n STILL decided they was gon use this shit then triple shame on these n**gas b....matter fact FUCK these n**gas b. I aint eem gon finish listenin to this track cuz Im all the way disgusted by this shit yo. Fuckouttahere wit this bullshit. Yall lil n**gas do ya research before yall do some shit like this. It'a be one thing if they took the same sample that n**gas aint never really did no justice to n flipped it on some other shit but this shit is jus remindin me how corny yall new fatherless 90s babies who aint never had no male role models present really is. This shit jus leavin a bad taste in muthafuckas mouths. Naw b....naw...

So basically thats that. I aint gon lie....this shit aint really normally the shit I be listenin to but ever since the n**ga Tyler showed me that its two directions that the pendulum swings in n they both need each other to meet in the middle kinda or some shit like that... Ion really kno where I was goin wit that but if its jus one thing I learned in the long ass time I been listenin to rap its that the shit is always gon evolve b. Love it or hate it thats the truth yo. The shit is like a caterpillar thats goin thru stages n shit. Eventually its gon form a cocoon n become a chrysalis n whatever...n right now rap goin thru its butterfly stage namsayin. After this it might gon mutate or whatever into a new creature nahmean...maybe a dragonfly or some shit like that namsayin. The point is its gon be some stages n whatever n we gon have to respect that b. Word. I fucks wit a few joints on this shit heavy...some other tracks is jus aight n its only one or two moments where I jus wanna stomp all the individuals involved n punch they absentee daddys in they face n black they eyes namsayin. But I aint no low standards havin ass muthafucka so Imma keep it truthful wit yalls n give this shit a solid but not perfect or too much above average rating it deserves b. Cuz truthfully this shit aint gon change nothin in the world n it aint gon make shit too much worse. Its like lettuce nahmean. Ion hate lettuce but at the same time what Imma do wit more than enough to throw in one sandwich? ....n how many sandwiches Imma really wanna eat? Word is bond.

Aight peace.

I give this shit 3.5 Zeus Slaps outta 5