But come on. This has to be his low point (go ahead and skip to around the two-minute mark):
Glasses Malone Sun Come Up from THA BIZNESS on Vimeo.
The producer put a microphone up to the speakers on his Casio Keyjamstation1000, hit the "Hip-Hop 3" button and called it a day. And Birdman's verse, which is half shout-outs, actually weakens the song. You rap like you're mouthing last words to your grandchildren.
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It has all the trademark birdman techniques--the feeling of a mini skit, his dedication to his dead bird lady homies instead of just fucking rapping, his own seperate scenelet that's boring and pointless, lyrics that are either baby talk babble or tiresome, vague descriptions of his vast jewelry based wealth, etc. The only thing it's missing is a bunch of red cars and an alphabetical list of all of the expensive amenities in his kitchen, from his chromed out rice cooker to his eleven hundred diamond encrusted pans that are all slightly different sizes.
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