Fat Joe and Mysonne serve up bars like street rations.
"You know we about the bars," says Funk Flex, flaunting his raison d'etre for all aspiring lyricists; though it can sometimes be comical to shout out "BARS" with a distinctly Flex-esque cadence, in truth, we must admire his resolve in keeping one of the finer artforms alive. Kicking off the cypher is none other than Fat Joe, who proceeds to apply the "schmoove" we haven't seen since the "What's Luv" era. "I was rich when they wasn't, still rich when you was," raps Joe, "man it is what it is, I'm a habitual plug." He holds it down with a veteran's presence, eventually passing the mic to Mysonne.
"They shooting at our babies now, feminizing men, dudes movin like ladies now," raps Mysonne, echoing a sentiment harbored by purists of a certain age. There does seem to exist a certain unwillingness to adapt to an "evolving" cultural climate, yet it remains complicated to apply modern-day millennial values to a product of the New York streets. Still, the idea that the "feminization" of hip-hop has become a favored subject of rap's veteran circle seems to suggest a certain creative stagnation. No hate, but it's hard to rally against an androgynous figure like Young Thug when he's making some of the game's best music.
Despite perpetu, Mysonne ultimately goes on to put on a show, proving that he has yet to falter come crunch time. Possessing the characteristics of a hallmark Funk Flex favorite, he tackles the classic Jay-Z instrumental with finesse. There's something pure about seeing two old-school lyricists handle business on a platform such as this. Respect to Joey Crack and Mysonne.