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producers: swizz
beatz, p.k., shok
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| guests: drag-on,
beanie siegel, missy elliot, c.j., dmx, the lox, p. killer
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| website: lettherebeeve.com |
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| tracklisting |
| 1. First Lady (Intro) |
| 2. Let's Talk About
feat. Drag-On |
| 3. Gotta Man |
| 4. Philly Cheese Steak
(Skit) |
| 5. Philly, Philly
feat. Beanie Siegel |
| 6. Stuck Up feat.
C.J. |
| 7. Ain't Got No Dough
feat. Missy Elliot |
| 8. BM (Skit) |
| 9. Love Is Blind |
| 10. Scenario 2000
feat. DMX, The LOX, Drag-On |
| 11. Dog Match feat.
DMX |
| 12. My Bitches (Skit) |
| 13. We On This Shit!
feat. P. Killer Tracks |
| 14. Chokie Nikes (Skit) |
| 15. Maniac |
| 16. My Enemies
(Skit) |
| 17. Heaven Only Knows |
| bonus track |
| 18. What Y'all Want
(Remix) |
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| Ruff
Ryders' First Lady |
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Another album to hate.
But another album to listen and suddenly enjoying. An
album that starts with an enormously animated "Intro"
that sets the tone for half of the tracks on here. Like
the first track, the babbling, back and forth rhyming,
very energetic track, featuring Drag-On to who belongs
the tightest moment, during his last verse, when there's
all the 'hey, hey' shouting in the back. And things
shift to a melodic beat on "Gotta
Man", where Eve talks about what she'd do
for her man, the loyalty she has for him: "I'm playin'
it smart, court dates in other cities / there I'm playin'
my part, wifey, in you life see / forever be us, passenger
side of a Bentley / or the number 2 bus". The song itself
is somewhat a pop tune, with a hook that you will not
be getting out of your head in a while.
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Next up is the hometurf
repping track "Philly Philly",
a slow moving, piano sparkling enhanced track, that
has a chorus that sounds like done by some guys that
were pretty drunk. However Beanie is heard rapping "how
you think they gon feel seeing us Grammy night / let
me tell you, a bunch of if, and's and mics / Billboard
charts, Source ad and mics / and if I say so myself
'goddamn we tight' / fuck being humble ain't no other
way to end this / we ain't open up the doors, we knocked
that bitch up off the hinges". Then there's "Stuck
Up" where Eve does all the best to portray
herself as an ignorant gold digger, spitting "you ain't
breakin' off none, you stash is limited / I see it insufficient
funds / mad cause I don't speak but why should you disrespect
/ so until ya pockets swells speak to the back of my
neck". Next.
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Swizz put a lot of sound
effects to "Ain't Got No Dough"
that features Missy. It has a little stop and go again
thing to it, and is one of the beats fellow producers
should study. Then there's the second pop tune, namely
"Love Is Blind",
with a guitar and a sultry chorus, while the rhyme attacks
another messed up knuckle head in a proud female stance,
that holds a lot of weight in today's society. "Scenario
2000" is the obligatory posse cut, with all
the Ruff Ryders showing up. It's also the unofficial
"Jigga My Nigga Remix". It's an adrenaline loaded cut,
that this click is so good at. But the lyrics are way
too violent on here. Then following that is the second
DMX featured cut "Dog Match". The track is again full
of energy, actually very simple, not even good, but
the end result is somewhat moving, if played at the
right volume.
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"My
Bitches" is another somewhat
proud but also strange female manifest. And "Maniac",
with it's energy shows, why the Ruff Ryders are of the
first to be asked to contribute to a Wrestling compilation.
What wasn't necessary was Eve's fast rhyming style on
"My Enemies". And
if you wonder by now, how she hooked up with the Roots,
listen to "Heaven Only Knows",
another spiritual pop tune. The lyrical content, over
a summer vibish guitar and a hidden piano, let's us
conclude, that if the album would just be about things
like that, and not about the flossing, then we'd be
so very happy about it. Finally there's "What
Ya Want (Remix)", with Eve spitting her best
pop flow. And this, as well as the content, should never
be considered dope, because it's just senseless babbling.
And some person with power should finally get up and
say: 'damn, this is crap we are spitting'.
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This album should have
been releases as a group of which Eve and Swizz are
members, because this might really suck with other beats.
And so it's as much an Eve effort as a Swizz effort.
And while his work sometime sucks, he did save some
of the better beats for this album, and we still wanna
know why he calls himself 'Swizz'. Now if Eve would
get a black afro and get rid of that stupid blonde hair,
we might will declare her vice-leading female rapper
after the untouchable Lauryn (then again, there's also
Apani B-Fly Emcee, Rah Digga,....hmmm). But with her
lyrics not being as dope as a lot of people make us
believe, this is energy wise were happily appreciated,
but on an inspirational and thinking level not.
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| review:
tadah
the byk |
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