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DJ Khaled - We The Best Has This Guy Surpassed Funk Flex? by: Malik Sinsear, for Entertainment
On this album he doubles the agony by adding “We da besss,” to his monologue and closing remarks on every song. I’d rather box a horse’s two back legs than hear this guy repeat that shit 78 times in a 50 minute sitting. Koch Records should really consider putting out a Khaledless version of his own CDs from this point on. I can’t imagine listening to his sixth album where he’s going through each record title before I get my Lil’ Wayne verse. I will fight an IPod. While I have Lil’ Wayne on the brain, I’ll go ahead and give him his just due. Wayne is top 10, right now, period. There, I said it. Hang your fedora on it. I say this particularly after digesting this album because of the savior factor he exhibits on a majority of his featured songs. That entails a doo-doo or at best average song that’s rescued by an exceptional verse. Wayne does that multiple times here, most notably on Brown Paper Bag, a joke of a song which features a nigga singing his heart out about, yes, a brown paper bag. What a disgrace to Bizzy Bone and his ode to money in a zip-lock bag, but I digress…so, I’m dumbfounded listening to Jadakiss, Juelz, Rick Ross, and Fat Joe stumble through a worthless track when Weezy flies in like the Archangel and rescues them all. Yup, that sealed it. Cool and Dre handle the majority of production on We The Best and while I can see how some people might not be in love with their heavy synth and baseline ridden style, I am. Half of their tracks sound like spin offs of Blow from Rick Ross’ Port Of Miami debut, but I don’t mind because that shit was fiya. I honestly wouldn’t have cared if every song on this album was a variation of it. The sound is a little weird, and I can only describe it as theme music for a Saturday night on South Beach. An irresistible example, New York featuring Jadakiss, Ja Rule and Fat Joe distinguishes itself as the most dramatic song on the album. There are a few problems on Khaled’s sophomore set. Fat Joe, Rick Ross, Jeezy & Weezy might as well form a group because this is like the thirteenth time I’ve heard between two and all four of them on a track in the past eight days. At first it’s cool, but the novelty wears off quickly. Also, Beanie Sigel’s featured track is about as out of place as Kirk Hinrich on last year’s USA Basketball roster…yes, that bad. Not the besss in features for this type of album to say the least. ---Hold on, did Khaled just say nigga? Can he do that? |
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If you’re reading this, I guess you would like to know if DJ Khaled’s new album, We The Best, is any good. Well, let’s put that aside for a second and tackle a more pressing issue. Is Khaled more annoying than Funkmaster Flex? I’m gonna say yes. It’s close; they both have irritating voices and their overdone co-signing of everyone and everything around them is equally sickening, but what gives Khaled the slight edge over Flex is that damn “Lisssssteen” call he does seemingly after EVERYTHING. 