Remember Lil O's Grind Hard, Pray Harder?
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A decade ago, the ageless Lil O released Da Fat Rat Wit Da Cheeze, a very-nearly classic album that featured an absolutely classic song ("Back, Back"). Here, on Grind Hard, Pray Harder, he works fervently to create that same hyper-syrupy, shit-talking atmosphere.
It says a lot that O is still making music (his first album came out before the aughts!!!), but it says more that GH,PH is perhaps the most well-rounded, most complete project he has ever released.
Y'allmustaforgotability: 88 percent
Best Song on the Album: Were you to pick some nits, the only thing this album is missing an obvious Best Song, of negligible importance when you're discussing enjoyable albums, but massively important when you're discussing whether or not an album will rate in coming years.
In lieu of that though, O has offered an army of winners, including the aggressive pop of "None of Ya Bizness," which feels a lot like his 2011 swing at "Back, Back"; the cathartic, Chamillionaire-aided "In Da Wind"; the funk swing of "What Iz Ya Talkin' Bout," where Devin the Dude floats from vine to vine in that way that only he can; and the booty-bounce of "Betcha Can't Do It." Best song? Pick one of those. You're good.
Best Verse on the Album: Lots of guys show up here; Slim, Cham, Devin, Chalie Boy, Wonderus, J-Dawg and Big K.R.I.T. among them. Slim, who is as motivated to hurt your feelings on "None of Ya Bizness" as he's ever been, and the aforementioned Devin verse, are near the tip of the spire, but the back-the-fuck-up-ness of J-Dawg's work on the otherwise forgettable "Alright" is unassailable. That guy wakes up mad, it seems. If he's ever sent an email, it's been in Times New Roman font with the size set at about 72. The best part:
I BEEN TRYING TO WALK STRAIGHT, BUT IT'S BEEN A WEEK AND I AIN'T ATE!!!!
THESE PUSSY NIGGAS WALKING PAST ME, FULL BELLIES AND THEY LAUGHIN', LIKE I WON'T TAKE THEY PLATE!!!!
Nobody - NOBODY - can muster the sort of unhinged, about-to-break-free fury that J-Dawg can.