Рецензия - Oxxxymiron
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{Intro}
Yo
{Verse}
Telling you how such a long-awaited release
Turned out to be a major disappointment for the genre
The pause didn't do any good
The author's trying so hard to please the fans
That he's completely wasted relevance
Exaggerated expectations
A once brilliant innovator hopelessly stuck in the 2010s
It's a shame, but this album only gets 3 stars
Out of respect to the elders for their efforts
The production may be good
But the flow is more and more unmusical
It's pseudo-intellectual hip-hop
The result is sad
The artist hasn't been paying attention
That the game's not the same anymore
As if he's purposely avoiding the shift of eras
And yes, you can't beat the style
No one was expecting bong rap, drill and pop
But to ignore how Young Thug and Travis Scott have changed their sound
At the point of emphasis, it's at the very least a mysterious ignoring
But the saddest thing is track 19
And it's a review of his own album
In fact, it's an attempt to justify a weak release
By getting ahead of someone else's review
It's embarrassing how hackneyed it is
In the end, it's a penny postmodern
In the spirit of winking at those who know the fourth wall
And know that the goal of all self-disclosures is respect
The author has no self-confidence, riding on recursion
{Intro}
Yo
{Verse}
Telling you how such a long-awaited release
Turned out to be a major disappointment for the genre
The pause didn't do any good
The author's trying so hard to please the fans
That he's completely wasted relevance
Exaggerated expectations
A once brilliant innovator hopelessly stuck in the 2010s
It's a shame, but this album only gets 3 stars
Out of respect to the elders for their efforts
The production may be good
But the flow is more and more unmusical
It's pseudo-intellectual hip-hop
The result is sad
The artist hasn't been paying attention
That the game's not the same anymore
As if he's purposely avoiding the shift of eras
And yes, you can't beat the style
No one was expecting bong rap, drill and pop
But to ignore how Young Thug and Travis Scott have changed their sound
At the point of emphasis, it's at the very least a mysterious ignoring
But the saddest thing is track 19
And it's a review of his own album
In fact, it's an attempt to justify a weak release
By getting ahead of someone else's review
It's embarrassing how hackneyed it is
In the end, it's a penny postmodern
In the spirit of winking at those who know the fourth wall
And know that the goal of all self-disclosures is respect
The author has no self-confidence, riding on recursion
