Beanie Segal, The B-Coming (2005)
Beanie Segal is back with a soulful, crafty overall tone. This album feels like what rap would be if it were released in 1974. The B Coming is infused with lots old R&B samples and the track listing sounds like something off of a greatest hits from Teddy Pendergrass, Marvin Gaye and Al Green. Tracks like Feel it in the Air featuring Melissa (who, by the way, is one sweeeeet looking broad), I Can’t Go on This Way featuring Freeway and Young Chris, Gotta Have It featuring Peedi Peedi (formerly called Peedi Crack) and Twista, and Look at Me Now got that disco love sentimentality. Under it all, however, is just a Beanie Segal album without the commercial appeal of a single featuring Jay-Z and heavy rotation.
I Can’t Go on This Way is one of those tracks where the guest appearance disappoints and eats up bars unnecessarily. Beanie kicks rhymes in 8 bar segments with a couple seconds breather in between segments. He spits these 8 bar sets about 8 times before Freeway relieves him with a quick short 8 bar goodie of his own. Then Young Chris just spoils the whole thing with a lot of nonsense before Beanie peeks back in and tries to go line for line with the weak youngster. Similarly, Flatline featuring Peedi Peedi has Beans and P. Crack wasting no time with the gun talk, going on and on at length. Yet this is a strong track the whole way through and works very well. Following Peedi, Beans spits “fresh out the federal, cases I got several/ about 4 or 5, just had to settle 2/ they said I tried to show a nigga what the metal do/ but didn’t succeed, the nigga still breathe/ attempt? Please! I would’ve hit him in his piece/ with the mac with the beam then got back in the breeze/ only clap from the neck up, I’d of let the Hecklar plug him/ I don’t think they make Kevlar stomachs/ fuck him, I should’ve let the AR touched him/ cuffed him to the bumper, drug him two city blocks/ the juice in me and a Henney shot/ four percs and a hit of wop/ you shoot first if you get the drop/ the deuce work if you hit the spot/ lose the nurse, someone get the doc/ remove his shirt, shit his pressure dropped/ check his vital signs, he’s hemorrhaging finish him/ flatline!”
Tales of a Hustler Pt. 2 featuring Oschino and Sparks and Look at Me Now are both lackluster, whereas It’s On featuring Jay-Z is C4 with the two going verse for verse about 3 times.
The beats don’t disappoint, and Beanie rides them all adequately except on Purple Rain where Bun B and Beans go on and on about getting fucked up to a beat Ghost Face Killah murdered a couple albums ago (Saturday Night, from Supreme Clientele). But the album has some fresh flows and nothing necessarily warrants a skip button press.
Rating: 7 Gold Teefs
Buy or Copy: Yeah, copy this unless you want to support the Truth.
I Can’t Go on This Way is one of those tracks where the guest appearance disappoints and eats up bars unnecessarily. Beanie kicks rhymes in 8 bar segments with a couple seconds breather in between segments. He spits these 8 bar sets about 8 times before Freeway relieves him with a quick short 8 bar goodie of his own. Then Young Chris just spoils the whole thing with a lot of nonsense before Beanie peeks back in and tries to go line for line with the weak youngster. Similarly, Flatline featuring Peedi Peedi has Beans and P. Crack wasting no time with the gun talk, going on and on at length. Yet this is a strong track the whole way through and works very well. Following Peedi, Beans spits “fresh out the federal, cases I got several/ about 4 or 5, just had to settle 2/ they said I tried to show a nigga what the metal do/ but didn’t succeed, the nigga still breathe/ attempt? Please! I would’ve hit him in his piece/ with the mac with the beam then got back in the breeze/ only clap from the neck up, I’d of let the Hecklar plug him/ I don’t think they make Kevlar stomachs/ fuck him, I should’ve let the AR touched him/ cuffed him to the bumper, drug him two city blocks/ the juice in me and a Henney shot/ four percs and a hit of wop/ you shoot first if you get the drop/ the deuce work if you hit the spot/ lose the nurse, someone get the doc/ remove his shirt, shit his pressure dropped/ check his vital signs, he’s hemorrhaging finish him/ flatline!”
Tales of a Hustler Pt. 2 featuring Oschino and Sparks and Look at Me Now are both lackluster, whereas It’s On featuring Jay-Z is C4 with the two going verse for verse about 3 times.
The beats don’t disappoint, and Beanie rides them all adequately except on Purple Rain where Bun B and Beans go on and on about getting fucked up to a beat Ghost Face Killah murdered a couple albums ago (Saturday Night, from Supreme Clientele). But the album has some fresh flows and nothing necessarily warrants a skip button press.
Rating: 7 Gold Teefs
Buy or Copy: Yeah, copy this unless you want to support the Truth.
posted by Sean at 5:10 PM
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Just passing throgh, great blog by the way. I am definitely digging it.
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