
Yepp yepp, despite not having half the buzz he did in the previous installment. Lil Wayne’s Tha Carter IV is still the total package, a solid album with a few good singles and a great ensemble that reaches beyond his Young Money crew.
Going H.A.M straight from the intro, Wayne lets the world know why he’s still no relinquishing the arguable title of G.O.A.T. Unlike other rappers who serve time, Weezy never lets anything slow his hustle down. You’d think he was allowed to record in a prison cell and must have a microphone installed in his bathroom the way he consistently keeps dropping fire. His work ethic is something to be envied; if half of the rap industry worked as hard as him, hip-hop would be much greater than it is right now.
This is by no means an a**-kissing review though, and its becoming apparent that you guys like to let Wayne get away with murder sometimes. No ones judging his lyricism, but when I heard, “Stunna, I got em, I’m back on them bitches/ All about my riches, my name should be Richard”…. I had to pause the track and shake my head for a thorough minute.
Production on the album was completely top notch. Weezy is one of a handful of rappers who for some reason are the only ones capable of grasping the fact that all you need is a dope beat over dope raps to be successful. I don’t know what the rest of the industry is thinking. For this album, Lil Wayne gets assistance from heavyweights such as Bangladesh, Detail, T-Minus, Noah “40″ Shebib, Polow da Don, Jim Jonsin, Kane Beatz, Boi-1da, Willy Will, StreetRunner, and Cool & Dre.
Features on this album were dope. Cory Gunz did his thing. Tech N9ne damn near stole the song for himself, only to have Nas (yes, Nas) show up and spit pure hellfire over the beat. Andre 3000 even spits a verse that seemed like he was 80% his old self again. Drake, Rick Ross, John Legend, and others also lent a helping hand in making the album much more well rounded…. until someone showed up and almost destroyed the whole album. Yes folks, I’m talking about Shyne.

Our favorite Belizean Jew single-handedly ruined what was a dope song and made me wonder what Wayne had put into his Sprite that morning before letting him spit bars of unintelligible struggle into a microphone.
One thing I notice about Wayne is his constant attempt to branch out into other genres. We already saw him auto-tune a club-pop track with “Lollipop” a while back, which he did a great job on. Then we saw him bomb at rap with his album, “Rebirth” in which he failed to recognize that rock isn’t a fad like everything else he does. Rock needs more than just a random interest in order to execute well. On this album he attempts the Acoustic Soul type with his song “How to Love” another song that although popular, I think he couldn’t do well.
Overall, this album is the ish. I’ve had it for about a week now but for those of you simpletons, it’s officially available today. Make sure to cop the deluxe version too, nobody wants to see your regular version guy. So pull that debit card out and enjoy. I’m Out!!