Westside Gunn - And Then You Pray For Me (Discussion Thread
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SonnyDecay
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I don't mind the beats, but the way he raps on them is 
stick to what you are good at
stick to what you are good at
All the non trap songs are fire.
wtf
“Shiny suit on, who you know cook a brick like this”. 
Stove God
Stove God
Well damn
PlayerNinety_Nine
Produced, Arranged, Composed and Performed by....
After listening to this all the way through, if he's billing this as a sequel to 'Pray For Paris' - I get why it sounds the way it does, and not like a follow up to 'Supreme Blientele'.
Not all of it is my cup of tea, but...
Not all of it is my cup of tea, but...
This album confirms Gunn’s powers are in decline
I prefer this to his last two albums which just felt like he had run out of ideas. Sloppy boring beats, just going through the motion.
I think the quality of the more traditional Griselda production is a lot better on here (Mamas Primetime, Suicide in Selfridges, there's one other joint on here i can't remember that sounds like some 94 Q-Tip shyt)
And then's there songs that feel like are a new look for him like Kitchen Lights and 1989 and show some diversity.
The trap shyt is a mixed bag and he doesn't sound comfortable on it but Kostas is great, a couple of others are good.
But it's funny to me that he hypes himself up so much as a curator when this album is badly put together. It's all over the place, badly sequenced, too long, and the different sounds don't mesh.
I think the quality of the more traditional Griselda production is a lot better on here (Mamas Primetime, Suicide in Selfridges, there's one other joint on here i can't remember that sounds like some 94 Q-Tip shyt)
And then's there songs that feel like are a new look for him like Kitchen Lights and 1989 and show some diversity.
The trap shyt is a mixed bag and he doesn't sound comfortable on it but Kostas is great, a couple of others are good.
But it's funny to me that he hypes himself up so much as a curator when this album is badly put together. It's all over the place, badly sequenced, too long, and the different sounds don't mesh.
Lil Bape the PostGod
Can’t talk to broke boys
Lmao @ the trapaholics placement
Boldy has the best verse 
legendary verse on jalen rose. Boldy the mvp of this album off that one verse. He went the fukk off. The verse is cooked crack.
Guy does this shyt effortlessly so naturally boldys cold emotionless killer on the mic. The flows the patterns the pockets the cadences the way he says it in his rhymes dudes something else. Nvr thought boldy would become one of my favorite rappers wen I heard first chemistry set. He completely annihlated this beat it’s on repeat.
I've been serving fire on the hill block
Since I was knee-high to a water book
Then they put the hamstring, blew my knee out
First time I ever caught a run, it was all or none
And I was all in with the fiends, tryna serve all of them
We was never in the chasing clout
See my haters out and I'ma boil on them
223s left the paint chipped
227 know we change shyt
nikkas know the whole gang rich
Gutter lane and on lane switch
All blue strips, fukk a bank slip
We be game timing but this ain't Twitch
Lil' Cudi fighting for attempts
And the double framе on the same switch
Dropping bags, all big as Saint Nick
They say BoJack, that nikka can't miss
Hеar all these nikkas say that they in the streets
And they on gang shyt but it ain't this
Slightly different plot with the same twist top
I be whipping different pots with the same wristwatch
Grinding, chilling in the spot, had the chance to lift locks
Got Custis all through Southwest
Got Clio calling off the East
Got Clux with nine off the fifth
Got Fido barking off the leash
Told me if I'm gon' pay for five, that mean he gon' have to leave ten
Then get the know me, now I have the know me and my idols always kingpin
GXFR, mi jefe, two a, duece, siete
Three Metro car with SA
You comprehend, comprende?
227, 50 Guap, I love my not the thin way
I show you why they call me Blocks, mi tumbo, the Kimbae
One single session, I might burn up like six eighths of gumbo
155 for the brick, the Kimbae, my tumbo
I need that two-tone patty cake the big face with the jumbo
Cubano off the skinny Lambas, the Kimbae, my tumbo
legendary verse on jalen rose. Boldy the mvp of this album off that one verse. He went the fukk off. The verse is cooked crack.Guy does this shyt effortlessly so naturally boldys cold emotionless killer on the mic. The flows the patterns the pockets the cadences the way he says it in his rhymes dudes something else. Nvr thought boldy would become one of my favorite rappers wen I heard first chemistry set. He completely annihlated this beat it’s on repeat.
I've been serving fire on the hill block
Since I was knee-high to a water book
Then they put the hamstring, blew my knee out
First time I ever caught a run, it was all or none
And I was all in with the fiends, tryna serve all of them
We was never in the chasing clout
See my haters out and I'ma boil on them
223s left the paint chipped
227 know we change shyt
nikkas know the whole gang rich
Gutter lane and on lane switch
All blue strips, fukk a bank slip
We be game timing but this ain't Twitch
Lil' Cudi fighting for attempts
And the double framе on the same switch
Dropping bags, all big as Saint Nick
They say BoJack, that nikka can't miss
Hеar all these nikkas say that they in the streets
And they on gang shyt but it ain't this
Slightly different plot with the same twist top
I be whipping different pots with the same wristwatch
Grinding, chilling in the spot, had the chance to lift locks
Got Custis all through Southwest
Got Clio calling off the East
Got Clux with nine off the fifth
Got Fido barking off the leash
Told me if I'm gon' pay for five, that mean he gon' have to leave ten
Then get the know me, now I have the know me and my idols always kingpin
GXFR, mi jefe, two a, duece, siete
Three Metro car with SA
You comprehend, comprende?
227, 50 Guap, I love my not the thin way
I show you why they call me Blocks, mi tumbo, the Kimbae
One single session, I might burn up like six eighths of gumbo
155 for the brick, the Kimbae, my tumbo
I need that two-tone patty cake the big face with the jumbo
Cubano off the skinny Lambas, the Kimbae, my tumbo
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