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For years I would avoid collaboration albums from the Bay Area simply because I had been tricked too many times past false advertisement. I was done with top-billed artists barely making an advent, with badly photoshopped group shots, with missing credits, with in every fashion hastily cobbled together rip-offs that aimed to cash in on the popularity of sometimes completely unsuspecting stars. But lately I noticed that Bay joint ventures have begun to step their game up again. So I took my chance with this respectable looking '07 release by veterans PSD Tha Drivah, Keak Da Sneak and Messy Marv, and I wasn't disappointed.
"Da Bidness" delivers on all same accounts. The artwork is first-class, the credits are complete, and the three billed stars appear on the majority of the tracks together. Despite having been burnt, I respect the Bay Area'south long-standing tradition of joining forces, forming alliances, getting together in one-off all-star teams, preferring the fleeting format over the crews, clans and clicks that manifestly exist since babyhood and the follow-the-leader mentoring projects that are more popular elsewhere. This autonomous approach, if implemented correctly, guarantees that these collaborations are gatherings of equals, non of superiors and subordinates. As they say, game recognize game. Or equally Messy Marv says: "I'g a real nigga, I got it from sellin' cavi / Keak and the nigga PSD had to get at me." And guests similar Mistah FAB fall correct in line: "My cuds is cut from the same fabric / no yes-men, my dudes is boss."
While not as known as his two partners, PSD represents Vallejo on releases since the mid-'90s. On "Da Bidness," he is on par with fan favorites Keak and Mess, balancing their sometimes a bit peculiar deliveries with a cool, calm and collected presence. He reminisces on the drug-themed "Gumbo Pot," "The coke is what gave us hope / Young nigga on the cake; we ain't got information technology, so we servin' soap / for the Federal Reserve Notes cutthroat / similar coin is the motif, even fuck my folks." He dwells just as much on loyalty as he does on betrayal on "Fakin' information technology Ain't Absurd," and he triumphs over the somber temper of "Burdens of His Youth." He talks practiced game on "Bottom Bitch" and "Hoes…," the latter featuring the belatedly great Mac Dre, who is paid tribute to past fellow Crestside cuddies and Cutthoat Committee members PSD and Dubee on "Eff Da World, We Luv Furl (two Step Remix)": "He birth' my career, many of my peers' too / Thizz in peace, cud, thanks to you / From the 4-rail to ProTools, tapes and CD'south / relative for 17, reppin' them 3 C'south."
The album contains its share of hyphy (or one-half-hyphy) tracks, such equally the singles "Cus, Cus" and "That Go," or their ode to camel toes, "Deerfoot." But much of the rest is surprisingly sublime. There'southward rarely been a rut-packin' rap song as subdued as "Reloaded," for example. "Fakin' it Ain't Cool" fifty-fifty dares a hook interpolation of "Careless Whisper" without much detriment (unless you absolutely love or hate Wham!). Producer Droop-E continues to expand his repertoire with the delicate, Sade-sampling "Burdens of His Youth," or with "Gumbo Pot," where dad E-twoscore cites a line from his classic "Ballin' Outta Control" over a playfully anthemic sample once used to great effect past Masta Ace for "Paula'southward Jam." Jake & The Phatman deliver with the intimately catchy "If She Know Me, She Owe Me," Clipso summons our trio and guests Mistah FAB, San Quinn, Dubee and Turf Talk with a light flute and a heavy pianoforte on "Thick O' Thangz," Indo & Fireworks serve upwards a heavy slice of slapping bounce on "Yee!!!!!!," and Rick Rock works his magic on "Cool Nigga," inbound the vocal berth himself to help get the point across: "'Federation? Man, them niggas simply ain't rappin" / 20'000, packed firm, anybody clappin' / ii'000 outside, everyone scrappin' / and it'southward all for the love of the Bay / And I don't care what the outsiders say / nigga, we absurd."
With three co-stars similar Keak, Marv and PSD, it's hard to argue. Merely coolness is just one way to put information technology. These MC's are masters of their craft in the sense that they tin project much more than across that microphone than mere words (i.east. lyrics) can express. There'south an mental attitude displayed on records like this that cannot be duplicated, that has to be lived past the artist to come live in the music. You cannot larn this attitude in hip-hop workshops or college courses, information technology is generated by living the life. Keak puts it almost poetically on "Yee!!!!!!": "I'm street-talkin', deliverin' what the earth say." The streets school these rappers, for better or for worse. It comes with the territory that their music is both informed and ignorant at the same fourth dimension. That the trio is largely on the same level despite hailing from different cities can be attributed to the Bay. They have that in mutual, but beyond that the album doesn't necktie up any loose threads. It is, not surprisingly, mostly more than of the same. It is chosen "Da Bidness," afterwards all, and then don't expect them to form a bond for life, because the side by side collaboration album is always around the corner. As long as they're that adept, I'm non lament.
PSD Tha Drivah, Keak Da Sneak, Messy Marv :: Da Bidness
Source: https://www.rapreviews.com/2008/12/psd-tha-drivah-keak-da-sneak-messy-marv-da-bidness/
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