Cam'ron, Come Home With Me (2002)
That dude with the purple and pink outfits in the videos returns, this time for the Roc. Unfortunately, this album lacks in replayability except it does satisfy those who crave this lyrical maniac’s intricate flow.
Losing Weight, on the previous Long Play, was a serious joint but this time with Juelz Santana Losing Weight Part 2 is corny. Hey Ma featuring Juelz Santana, Freekey Zekey, and Kay Slay is too, although it had a commercial appeal that lent itself to ‘nuff radio spins. In fact, there aren’t many songs on here that are actually good. This whole album is corny, for the most part.
Welcome to New York City is the Jay-Z joint that also features Juelz Santana. It’s okay but at this point of the album you’re probably expecting something less radio friendly. Also, Juelz Santana appears so many times you’d think him and Cam were doing their best Raekwon and Ghostface Killah impression.
Anyway, Cam spits “I’ve been on both sides of burglaries/ guns out and choked up/ man this shit will get you choked up/ I done been shot up and got at, back stabbed, coked up/ almost doped up but had no guts/ so I pimp for all these ho sluts/ when they period come it get slow, but so what/ I got big plans to blow up/ I’ma love this year, but Blood ain’t here/ we would puff grass plus hash/ cut class to fuck ass dough, we added ‘nuff cash/ little cats he would see y’all dreams/ 18 with the 318/ that’s blood y’all, he had hot gear/ rocks, yeah/ now that he’s not here I feel that it’s not fair/ fuck see him at the crossroads/ wanna see him at the drive across road, Porsche stored in floss mode/ had to tell a few niggas/ my man was a hell of a nigga/ swell with the triggers/ wherever effort, prime dog, better check it/ little Cam is just bloodshed resurrected/ death to birth, logic I said/ 4 months got him some head, right in the bed/ listen dog I’m beyond dead/ this ain’t even me spittin’ this Derrick Michael Armstead” on Tomorrow on some reverent shit.
Stop Calling featuring McGruff is a tough track for real. Cam’ron keeps it gutter describing how he sexes someone else’s girl. The beat is one of those slow, spooky piano backed jump-offs. It’s definitely one of the album’s highlights. So is On Fire Tonight with Freekey Zekey, where they go on and on about getting burned by a dirty slut. That kind of material is where Cam excels. Dead or Alive with Jimmy Jones isn’t bad either.
Come Home With Me isn’t a Roc-A-Fella highlight but Oh Boy with Juelz Santana helped its sales and I’m sure it afforded Cam some more pink outfits.
Rating: 6 Gold Teefs
Buy or Copy: Copy
Losing Weight, on the previous Long Play, was a serious joint but this time with Juelz Santana Losing Weight Part 2 is corny. Hey Ma featuring Juelz Santana, Freekey Zekey, and Kay Slay is too, although it had a commercial appeal that lent itself to ‘nuff radio spins. In fact, there aren’t many songs on here that are actually good. This whole album is corny, for the most part.
Welcome to New York City is the Jay-Z joint that also features Juelz Santana. It’s okay but at this point of the album you’re probably expecting something less radio friendly. Also, Juelz Santana appears so many times you’d think him and Cam were doing their best Raekwon and Ghostface Killah impression.
Anyway, Cam spits “I’ve been on both sides of burglaries/ guns out and choked up/ man this shit will get you choked up/ I done been shot up and got at, back stabbed, coked up/ almost doped up but had no guts/ so I pimp for all these ho sluts/ when they period come it get slow, but so what/ I got big plans to blow up/ I’ma love this year, but Blood ain’t here/ we would puff grass plus hash/ cut class to fuck ass dough, we added ‘nuff cash/ little cats he would see y’all dreams/ 18 with the 318/ that’s blood y’all, he had hot gear/ rocks, yeah/ now that he’s not here I feel that it’s not fair/ fuck see him at the crossroads/ wanna see him at the drive across road, Porsche stored in floss mode/ had to tell a few niggas/ my man was a hell of a nigga/ swell with the triggers/ wherever effort, prime dog, better check it/ little Cam is just bloodshed resurrected/ death to birth, logic I said/ 4 months got him some head, right in the bed/ listen dog I’m beyond dead/ this ain’t even me spittin’ this Derrick Michael Armstead” on Tomorrow on some reverent shit.
Stop Calling featuring McGruff is a tough track for real. Cam’ron keeps it gutter describing how he sexes someone else’s girl. The beat is one of those slow, spooky piano backed jump-offs. It’s definitely one of the album’s highlights. So is On Fire Tonight with Freekey Zekey, where they go on and on about getting burned by a dirty slut. That kind of material is where Cam excels. Dead or Alive with Jimmy Jones isn’t bad either.
Come Home With Me isn’t a Roc-A-Fella highlight but Oh Boy with Juelz Santana helped its sales and I’m sure it afforded Cam some more pink outfits.
Rating: 6 Gold Teefs
Buy or Copy: Copy
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