With over 30 songs NBA Youngboy delivers a nearly perfect LP.
Our rating: 8.7/10
NBA YoungBoy has been pushing forward ever since he was allowed to leave prison. He released two collaboration albums and a solo project in the previous six months.
The Last Slimeto, one of the most eagerly awaited albums of the year, was released by YoungBoy Never Broke Again tonight. He cleverly made most of the time he was under home detention by putting out an extensive 30-track CD where he continued to open up about his life and share tales from the neighborhoods Los Angeles court found YoungBoy not guilty of felony gun and ammo possession. The Last Slimeto, which embraces freedom, appears to connect into both the world’s paranoia and the pleasure of liberation; a burst of creation, it’s chaotic but fascinating and a tad bit repetitive with his aggressive flow. The album feels a bit monotonous in the middle that’s why we had to cut some numbers for what a nearly perfect album.
The Last Slimeto typically uses a live-in-the-studio setting, disregarding many of his peers’ production standards. The guitar-driven lyrical opener song “I Know” serves as the album’s first track. Even though the younger ones are sometimes accused of choosing “mood” over words, NBA YoungBoy proves his ability to become lyrical when the occasion calls for it. Looking at the lyrics alone, YoungBoy, who is regarded by many to be one of the most “also with style” in the game, creates exquisite language while showing a more frail side.
Even more so than other Caribbean songs, “Top Sound” has a tropical feel that hints to the free spirit of summer. In songs like “My Time,” “My Go To,” with Kehlani, “Home Ain’t Home,” “Holy,” and “Mr. Grim Reaper,” he continues this theme.
Nobody does hardship music better than NBA YoungBoy. The passion, pain, transparency, and vulnerability displayed by NBA YoungBoy in the song are so genuine. The song, in my view, has the best hook on the album. “Home Ain’t Home” is altogether soul-nourishing. NBA YoungBoy and Kehlani collaborated on the song “My Go To” (Yes, you read that right). The two musicians croon to one another like lovers throughout the song. Although I believe that both gave amazing performances, I really adore the way the NBA let go of the control and spits ecstatically about having the utmost faith in his partner. Kehlani’s efforts, though, shouldn’t be overlooked because they are polished and undoubtedly contribute to the song’s charming character.
He demonstrates why he is one of his generation’s top rapper-vocalists on these songs. He raps and strikes his vocals with such passion, as heard in compositions like “Hold Your Own.”As previously stated, if you look at his words, he’s a lovely lyricist that gives a lot of versatility in his music, comparable to other singers nowadays. On “Loner Life,” he may provide you with Rocks components. He will deliver you tracks like “I Got The Bag” that make you want to just sit quietly and groove, as well as also offer us music that helps us get through those furious times. However, unlike other emerging musicians today, he can provide incredibly violent street music and lovely vocals without seeming fragmented or misleading to audiences.
As the tight song title “F**k Da Industry” gives way to in-depth lyrics on the essence of stardom and the demands made on emerging musicians, there comes a moment of unbridled passion. The groove is the key reason why I love this song. Those amazing piano notes make me desire to do some crazy stuff, such as take the tag off a blanket. Another reason I adore this song is indeed the na na boo boo rhyming that NBA does in it. Personally, I appreciate it when rappers are snobbish to their opponents.
Even though the album has considerable repetition and predictability, particularly as you get close to the midway point, there are several great songs on the record.
There’s also “Top Sound,” which combines a Louisiana bounce and a Jamaican piano chord arrangement to create a sound that is distinctly both regions. In “Free Dem 5’s,” YoungBoy’s fury and feeling of urgency are set against a relaxed Southern sound that is a stark contrast.
NBA YoungBoy gave a phenomenal performance on “Lost Soul Survivor.” I was astounded by NBA YoungBoy’s performance on this song. I enjoy the manner he delivers his combative rap songs in a manner that is dynamic but still controlled and calm. I also appreciate how he uses brief moments in the track to surprise us with soulful vocals. Although his words are nothing unique, they are aggressive in an anti-heroic manner as contrasted to a deranged manner.
Well, there is “Slow Down,” which, like “Proof,” displays how he can use narration and lines from his more conventional hip-hop arsenal even while providing us with some music. Another song on the album that truly makes you want to skip is the piano-driven “Vette Motors,” which has one of the worst rhythms on the entire thing. He uses a similar strategy to end the album with “I Hate YoungBoy.”
Although it’s clear that some of the aggressive compositions are important, they also detracted from the CD. He gets a bit predictable with the same manner of lyrics and production. While listening to the album, it’s fascinating to imagine what a more experienced and somewhat less agitated YoungBoy might sound like. Although a few of the more aggressive tracks, particularly those with piano, are bangers, using that strategy excessively runs the danger of hiding his writing and his lyrical excellence.
For a project with 30 songs, this collection of music is generally rather outstanding. It is indeed hard to provide a cd with so many tracks devoid of fillers, and this album has its fair share. Nevertheless, you could know NBA YoungBoy feels deeply about this album and poured his passion into it. Even if you might not identify with all of the themes, this record has the air of a genuine work of art rather than something that was thrown up quickly to increase sales.
NBA YoungBoy’s hard ethic must be respected even if you don’t enjoy his songs. He provides his followers with scores of releases each year. Despite the fact that this album has a staggering thirty songs I anticipate NBA to release further music this year. Having said that, I think I would have enjoyed it more if this album had had no more than, say, 15 songs. The Last Slimeto has amazing features, a respectable production, too many violent lyrics, some catchy melodies, strong flows, uneven audio quality with some repetitions, and overall solid qualities.
