YOUNG JEEZY -
The Inspiration |
Release Date : December 12 2006
Label : Def Jam
Dub Quotable: Young Jeezy has a talent that even the notoriously
exclusive alternative crowd would be hard pressed to deny. Expect his
allowance into their ranks any day now.
When the alternative crowd, normally dismissive of commercial Hip-Hop artists,
chooses to embrace such an act, it can come as a surprise. Last year, Clipse’s
Hell Hath No Fury was hailed a classic LP by heads and hipsters alike, despite
the duos tendency to glamorize the hustling of crack. Considering the vast
amount of coke-referencing MCs in full view only makes Clipse’s crossover
acceptance all the more baffling. Sure, their album was an excellent effort,
but why specifically them? Why not equally unforgiving acts like the
self-professed ‘snowman,’ Young Jeezy? With new album The Inspiration having
recently debuted atop the Billboard charts, there’s no better time to get
acquainted with ATL’s trap-rapper.
Like his alternative-accepted peers, Jeezy does drug rap well. He does it so
well that his music rarely qualifies as a guilty pleasure. This is just as
well since, like the listener, Jeezy isn’t feeling much remorse for his
cocaine referencing. On the typically merciless “Go Getta,” his raspy wail
dominates a swirling, seesaw production heavy on crisp drums and slight
synthesizer punches. The track is a perfect showcase for Jeezy’s hoarse tones,
and only proves that his distinctive voice makes any lyric fascinating. The
Snowman is both hurt and good-humored when he laments, “Enemy of the
state/They calling me Will Smith/Thing on my hip – you can call that Jada.”
His dry punch-line delivered with a slow roll of the tongue, it’s hard not to
raise a smile as you picture Jeezy’s own satisfied smirk. It’s equally
difficult to condemn the posturing artist when he adamantly snaps, “I’ma stay
thugging ‘til the cops come get me.” With ridiculous chants like this a common
occurrence, the man walks the line between genuine gangster and pantomime
villain and comes off somewhere in between, an affable menace.
Quite how he ends up with this unique persona is hard to pinpoint. Call it a
confidence. Call it a voice that evokes images of scratches and skunk. Call it
a presence that many a rap star would trade all the Maybachs in the world for.
Call it a cut-the-bullshit, lets-get-down-to-business rhyme stance. Whatever
it is, Young Jeezy has a talent that even the notoriously exclusive
alternative crowd would be hard pressed to deny. Expect his allowance into
their ranks any day now.