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Is Lil Wayne’s “6’7′” Really “A Milli” On Steroids?

Submitted by on December 17, 2010 – 10:03 amOne Comment

This week saw the release of Lil Wayne‘s “6’7′” which features Cory Gunz. Mack Maine called the song “A Milli” on steroids. Considering how massive of a song “A Milli” was to begin with, could “6’7″” really be better?

The short answer is “Yes.”

What Lil Wayne gives you on “6’7′” is a lyrical exercise that runs circles around his competition. What appears to be a more clear and concise Lil Wayne steps in the booth and completely shreds the Beetlejuice sample manipulated in the Bangladesh production.

“life is the bitch, and death is her sister
sleep is the cousin, what a f-ckin’ family picture
you know father time, we all know mother nature
it’s all in the family, but I am of no relation
no matter who’s buying, I’m a celebration
black and white diamonds, f-ck segregation”

In the first verse alone Weezy delivers a vicious lyrical demonstration. But that’s a mere warmup for what Wayne offers in round 2.

“glass half empty, half full, I’ll spill ya
try me and run into a wall, outfielder
You know I’ma ball ’til they turn off the field lights
the fruits of my labor, I enjoy ‘em while they still ripe
bitch, stop playing, I do it like a king do
if these n-ggas animals, then I’ma have a mink soon
tell ‘em bitches I say put my name on the wall
I speak the truth, but I guess that’s a foreign language to y’all
and I call it like I see it, and my glasses on
but most of y’all don’t get the picture ‘less the flash is on”

Simply put, Wayne is on his “A” game with “6’7′.” If anyone ever doubted Weezy F. Baby’s talent on the mic, this will promptly shut them up. Coupled with a menacing beat by Bangladesh, this could certainly be Wayne’s next “A Milli.” But the steroids come in the form of the ridiculously talented Cory Gunz who simply menaces the beat with his wicked wordplay, rapid fire flows and distinct voice. Check the rhyme…
“Word to my mama, I’m out of my lima bean
don’t wanna see what that drama mean, get some Dramamine
llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana queen
now all I want is hits, bitch, Wayne signed a fiend
I played the side for you n-ggas that’s tryna front, and see
son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you n-ggas the son of me”

It’s not just what the son of Peter Gunz says, it’s how he says it.

“pause for this dumber speech, I glow like Buddha
disturb me, and you’ll be all over the flow like Luda
bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I’m bald like Cuba
and I keep a killer ho, she gon’ blow right through ya
I be macking, ’bout my stacking, now I pack like a mover
shout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my shooter
n-ggas think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler
Cash Money cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler”

It’s really not a game.
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