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Through every phase of his trap-fueled domination, Jeezy has consistently delivered a dose of wisdom. In a career spanning a decade, the Atlanta-rapper has offered us Thug Motivation, The Inspiration and Hustlaz Ambition, showed us what it means to be a Trap Star, Soul Survivor, The Realist and The Last of a Dying Breed. He got political on The Recession, by stating"My president is black," uplifted and elevated the hustler narrative and alongside Kanye West, Put On for his city. A decade of anthems and a decade of street knowledge. It's only fitting that eight studio albums into his notable trap-hop discography, the 38-year-old Def Jam pace-setter is now focused on molding his leadership role into a cohesive concept for his latest delivery, Church in These Streets.

Pastor. Reverend. Missionary. With one hand on the Bible and the other on the trap-house door, rap's gritty-voiced veteran is more interested in uplifting the hood than promoting it through his once vivid drug-centric accounts and has now blended the streets with the church, to deliver 19 bass-bursting southern sermons. Listen and learn.

Sonically, not much has changed for the Snowman, whose success has always matched his comfort zone, propelled by thunderous trumpet, snare and bass-heavy production, this time supplied by D. Rich, London on da Track and Romeo Swave. Although at this point quite predictable, Jeezy's hit formula is a formula that works; his powerful rasp offering a snow go slow flow with expected showmanship despite paucity lyricism. Only Janelle Monae and Monica appear to offer their luscious soul to the album as featured guests, while Pastor Young upholds the sonic service with a commanding presence. It's fitting. This far in his career, the CTE-founder shouldn't have to rely on the young trap-bucks to help churn out a nearly-mandatory club banger, or radio hit. And it doesn't seem to be the motive for Church in These Streets either, which looks to uphold and honour Jeezy's legacy with tracks like 'God', ("I'm a god in the hood"), and 'Sweet Life' ("If I wasn't a ghetto prophet, I'd still be moving weight") - along with the fervent desire to drop knowledge like a street-savvy uncle. Title-track, 'Church in These Streets', a product of his #SundayService series, sets the precedent. ("Graduated from the streets and I ain't have a tutor. If you see another day, then just say hallelujah.")

Despite the shifting trends in rap that have seen Jeezy mature from Jay Jenkins, the young hustler to Jeezy, the Southern legend amongst a rotating wheel of relevancy, when Jeezy drops street gems, we listen. He doesn't need to be at the top of the charts or blasting in the club like his former years at this stage in his career, because all that matters is that we believe him. His sermons have never hit hollow and it's a mutual respect between fan and artist that's all too rare. Unlike many forefathers of the trap subgenre, the raspy-voiced rapper is aging graciously into a role he's earned. Leader. But whether the transition marks his last shot at regaining his once dominating presence in the crowded trap-saturated landscape or just Jeezy shifting his purpose and place into a more mature direction, Church in The Streets is a respectable shot at both.

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