And here we go with another Jigga effort, his seventh proper one this decade and, for some bizarre reason, the last in the apparent “Blueprint Trilogy.” Make no mistake, though, this one has practically nothing to do with the original. Yet the rap game is in an interesting transitional phase – the old guard are still retaining much of their fan base, whilst dropping impressive efforts every now and then that make young critics swoon at how they are “rolling back the years.” Then, you have relative youngsters like Drake, Kid Cudi and co that are being declared legends by kids who just don’t know any better: they have yet, at this very point, to even release albums, so relax and let them progress a while. Live fast, die young, relate to the youth, fuck the old guard. It’s interesting, because in hip hop that age is unfairly regarded as the dawn of senility, not wisdom – and the genre is probably the most ageist one around. Jay-Z will turn 40 in a couple of months.
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