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Lil Wayne = G.O.A.T.



A while back when I wrote a piece on this site proclaiming that the Notorious B.I.G. was the greatest rapper of all time, I had no idea that the army of stans on this small section of the Internets would be up in arms over it. In between the subsequent name-calling and long-winded diatribes, two of the most names most frequently brought up were former Humpty-Hump cheeba stasher Tupac Shakur and current Katrina refugee Lil Wayne.

Now while I have no qualms admitting that Makaveli was one of the most influential lyricists of our generation, I more or less have a love-hate relationship with Weezy F. Baby, not unlike my sometimes-unhealthy fascination with the Cam’Ron and the Dip Set (um, pause?), because I’m a masochist like that. But I haven’t been convinced that Wayne is even the best rapper with a seventh grade education.

At times, he can be a pretty exciting guy (pause?). With the influx of rappers who obviously were taken off their mother’s breast milk too early, it’s nice to see a rapper - albeit a southern one nonetheless - attempt to bring back a lyrical sense in a vapid arena. And he does hold a decent grasp of the English dictionary, which is particularly impressive from someone who comes from one of the more ass-backward states in the nation. And that “I’ll leave you missing like the fucking O’Bannons” line was pretty clean.

However, I’m not convinced that anybody who comes from the land of broken levees and Confederate flags could bring anything innovative outside of world-class strip clubs (what up Strokers!) and glamorized braces made from the tendons of South African orphans, much less someone who used to run with a smack fiend and has a quasi-homosexual relationship with his surrogate father. Wayne and Baby look like the type that rock those Muppet pajamas with the footies while fighting over who gets to sleep on the top bunk. That “Leather So Soft” shit was just wrong for all the wrong reasons. Plus, throwing a shitload of halfway-legible quotables on a barrage of mixtapes doesn’t strike me as “impressive.” Word to Jadakiss.

Granted, the South may currently be responsible for the greatest rap song evar, but it’ll take more than a random-ass mixtape or guest appearance on a chubby Arab DJ's new single to compel me to believe that Lil Wayne is the best rapper breathing [1]. The primary detractor is that he’s been unable to make a complete album. But the fruity, skin-tight v-neck muscle shirts don’t do it for me either.

[1] Especially with songs like this.


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