What's up world, me and Q here at I.S. really don't post or critique music on here because, well, because we really don't half ass and sugar coat shit. Most sites, magazines, etc. give their "well it's a good listen" instead of saying "this shit is weak; muhfucka just threw songs in a lotto machine, picked 15, then put it on the album." Even that, they only give you their review after one listen. How the fuck can you really give a review if you didn't even soak in the album yet.
But my NY connect Q Dub came up with an idea: since he listens to a lot of new shit out, he pass me those tunes, I blast that in my 15" Costco subs, then after a week or so, I give my real, un-apologetic, truest review yet. Whether good or bad, I'm only giving my opinion and my opinion is all you need to worry about. Because I'm not one to hold my tongue, or pen, for that matter.
The first batch of music he sends me comes from this cat named Skyzoo and he got th----first off the fuck is a Skyzoo??! *sends text* That's my word Q, if this shit is whack and he sound like OJ Da Juuman there will be words.
Q Dub: Just listen to the shit and get back to me. He fucks wit 9th Wonder and those NC cats.
Me: Oh word? Little Brother and them. Indeed, I'll let's try this out.
So, yeah. This tape he gave me is called The Great Debater and let's hopes my ears don't bleed blue blood.
