It was impossible to miss the cyber tremors that pulsated through the hip-hop segment of the internet last night. We were all lead to believe that Big Sean had an exclusive song, featuring Kendrick Lamar and Jay Electronica that couldn't feature on his upcoming record because of *ahem* "failed sample clearance". Pressing play, you'd probably have expected to hear Big Sean tell us some kind of extended metaphorical joke, Kendrick Lamar proclaim to be the saviour of Compton's souls, and Jay Electronica fulfil his bi-annual record feature clause to Roc Nation.

How very wrong this assumption was - well at least on Kendrick's part. Not one to start gossip, but what seems to have happened is that Kendrick put the fear of God into Big Sean, showing all aspiring rappers that, in case you hadn't heard Eminem's 2001 verse of Jay Z's 'Renegade', don't let up and comers sneak through the back door, while you stand in the mirror power-posing while counting your racks and gold chains. They will be stolen while you sleep.

To quote the 405's live editor Kendrick sounded like "he'd smoked a dozen cigars just before recording," and had the visceral anger to match this Don Corleone-esque vibe most people associate with the militant wing of rap. He called everyone out: TDE, Drake - even co-feature Jay Electronica). It was the greatest spectacle, and will go out in some history book, somewhere.

Still some people were a little upset that they weren't in Kendrick's firing line - that's right, 'weren't'. Where folk, country and acoustic music take a very Quaker style approach peers, hip-hop's very much a competitive sport. Everyone want's to feel like they are a threat; no-one wants to be what Coventry City is to the English Football League.

With this being said, B.o.B has chimed in, giving his two pennies on how many singles he's sold, how people had said he used to sound like André 3000 (who said that?), how he turned pop with Hayley Williams, and how he can play the guitar. But in his attempt to Jimi Hendrix the game towards the end f the track, he ends up sounding more like John Rzeznik of Goo Goo Dolls fame - sort of limp and wet.

C +, good effort, could do better. Keep 'em coming.


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