Pharoahe Monch - "Evolve" (Track Review)

"Let one verse of a song be a reflection of a pedigree"

Det var helt bevidst, at jeg strøg så let forbi nummeret "Evolve" i anmeldelsen af Pharoahe Monch's seneste W.A.R. album, for det nummer er så rigeligt et "track review" værdigt.

"Quote: Do not edit me, let it be said"

"Evolve" er i min bog hiphop når hiphop er mest hiphoppet! Pharoahe Monch underlægger sig ikke nutidens normer hvad angår sangopbygning, typisk med en form á lá 8 bars, omkvæd, 8 bars, omkvæd, b-stykke, omkvæd, el.l. På "Evolve" rapper Monch 26 bars ud i ét. - Dette er ikke engang helt sandt, for hans rimstruktur er så kompliceret og kringlet, at der ikke er nogen logisk opdeling af linjer og bars. Da jeg skrev lyrikken ned i mit word dokument blev det 52 linjer langt, men det skulle ikke undre mig om andre havde fået både færre eller flere linjer, da det virkelig er individuelt hvor man synes linjerne bør deles.
"Evolve" er et af de numre jeg har været mest imponeret over i 2011. Jeg er simpelthen faldet ned af stolen talrige gange! Med et lyrisk snilde der kan give de fleste baghjul, en intellektuel undertekst der vil få selv etablerede undergrunds MC'er til at stå af undervejs, og en legen med ord der fortjener stående applaus, har vi et monster af en skæring, og når Exile samtidig har sat et af hans mest formidable beats i længere tid sammen, så er helhedsbilledet ganske enkelt komplet. De tunge keys og det kuldegysnings-fremkaldende kor-sample resulterer i et emotionelt beat, der har noget ovenud storslået over sig. Lyt og læs med her, spids ører og hold tungen lige i munden:



"Yes, how many gorillas who actually killas really rhymin' /
Artists that actually signed still killin' /
And when it comes to killin' the mic /
They not willing and I'm supposed to be shook /
That's the shit that kill me /
Take the bullet for Barack on the balcony then vanish /
Extinguish the sun when I drew /
Play pool with the planets /
We are renegades, the movement outlandish /
My shit straight from the soul /
Goddamnit, it's the one time only /
Vernacular original miracolous spectacular flow /
Computer digital, I piss upon the pitiful /
Redicule the minuscule /
Pharoahe Monch need to pump that ass like municipal /
And listen to an enigma /
The anomaly, your momma nominated me phenomenal /
I dominated without a six-pack abdominal /
You could get 19 put through that, like Amadou /
So what imma do is seperate the false from the truest /
You've amassed nothing trying to ball like U Mass /
So phenomenal with mics I don't like myself /
Sadomasochist MC I bite myself /
But not cameo though /
There's no grammy to show for the love that people hand me on the street /
Now overstand /
Grade school mathematics examining thugs /
They discuss bloods, crips, techs, jammin' and drugs /
I speak on world peace, war, famine and flood /
Watchin' Pan's Labyrinth while I'm unraveling bud /
Gambling on the next rapper to die in the hood /
If God shall choose that artist to be me /
Let one verse of a song be a reflection of a pedigree /
Better than your back catalogue recipe /
The legacy by which the entire world remembers me /
Quote: Do not edit me, let it be said /
I'm top five all time alive or /
We know that's misstated and so overused /
So here's a overview of why I'm six feet over you /
And a million fans think this statement is so overdue /
And pardon if it sounds a little weezy /
Not Wayne motherfuckers I got asthma, it's not easy /
Shotgun lyrical, cock back, squeeze me /
Woman case my anatomy, touch me, tease me /
Please seize the moment in the struggle against Lucifer /
Renegade 13 the executioner /
Spit with a crucifix /
So that you can expect the rant from Pharoahe Monch /
Like Mucinex /
Get used to it /
Get used to wisdom /
Get used to usage of a backwards euphemism"


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- Jeppe Barslund