Vic Mensa - "Orange Juice" (Booomerang-kampagne status: 4500+)

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Chicago-rapperen Chance the Rapper havde et gigantisk 2013. Med udgivelsen af sit Acid Rap mixtape, der for længst har opnået download-platin, blev han lynhurtigt et prominent navn, som alle lige fra Lil Wayne og Childish Gambino til James Blake og Justin Bieber ville lave musik med. Hans rolle som opvarmer for Macklemore & Ryan Lewis' på deres tour, cementerede yderligere hans indtog i musikbranchen. 

Chance the Rapper allerbedste rap-kammerat Vic Mensa, nåede ikke op i de helt samme luftlag sidste år, men han imponerede stadig stort i hiphoppens inderkredse. 

     Med det gratis mixtape INNANETAPE viste han, at han er en formidabel rapper med et misundelsesværdigt teknisk overskud og et godt øre for beats. Nummeret "Orange Soda" står for mig som pladens kronjuvel, og også et af 2013's højdepunkter. Flowet er sublimt, rimene knivskarpe, ordspillet begavet og det hamrende lækre omkvæd, hvor han rammer en perfekt falset, synger han tilmed selv. Vejrtræknings-teknikken i andet vers er noget af det mest imponerende i meget lang tid. Næsten et helt vers, taget i et one-take, hvor han ikke trækker vejret (eller i hvert fald sørger for, at man på ingen måde kan høre det). 

     Produceren Cam, der er en del af den Grammy-vindende producer-gruppe J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League (Just Undeniable Some of The Illest Composers Ever), står for beatet, der er forholdsvist simpelt men ubeskriveligt effektivt. Med et lækkert drum-beat, sidste års vel nok mest memorable base-line og nogle let-flydende baggrunds-elementer, har Cam med meget få virkemidler skabt en drøm af et beat. 

"Who loooves orange soda?!"

To get you what you need
Make you love it, make you want it
Cause baby you are so amazing

Pack the bong, pack the bong, pack the bong, pack it
I'm Pacquiao on the track, flow the tempo you should tap it
Tap out or black out, black is beautiful say yes indeed
Leave my demons in the dust, conducting electricity
I'm Silkk the Shocker with a fifth of vodka
Bag of drugs in my knickerbockers
Bach on the staff sheet, trying to pen an opera
Sounds so beautiful
Fogging my bifocals window shopping at the Gucci store
Know when you want it, but just can't have it
Especially as an artist, don't that shit make you mad
Just breathe, breathe, breathe, it's all in your head
Know these labels wanna sign me for an arm and a leg
Cut my publishing in half like I have to fold
For a dollar, what's a half of a half a whole
Quarter water or Courvoisier, complicate things
When money's what you conversate, but this is just so that you know

To get you what you need
Make you love it, make you want it
Cause baby you are so amazing

Hold up, hold up, hold up, yo wait up
Wait up, I'mma let you finish
But finna be famous one day just really ain't where I fit in
Fell in love when I was fifteen
I guess you could call it tennis
My tendency for this music
Is so much deeper than business
I build a beat in the morning
Record it before the evening
Why is it what seems important
Seems always to be misleading
I wish I could see the future
Just wish I could see the future
Tell me everything be okay just like my momma used to
My youths unfolding before me
Be twenty before I know it
I'm trying to write my Illmatic
Get TVs that's panoramic
Was riding around in a rental
And I don't mean it was rented
Totalled my momma's Prius, I vaguely remember spinning
I fell asleep from the studio, must've been saved cause no one hit me
They made a list about Chicago rappers and they skipped me
Maybe because I'm so much more
Forget what you not, this is about what you are

To get you what you need
Make you love it, make you want it
Cause baby you are so amazing

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