This is 50′s birthday tape, released July 5th, the same day 50 was released into this world to give the rap game something to be afraid of. Before the release of The Lost Tape, I just thought of Fif’ as a weary old horse trying to get his 15 minutes back. Years without a release, & constant shit talking online through his YouTube account made me lose any bit of respect I had for my 3rd grade idol. With The Lost Tape out, my skepticism for the bullet-absorbing fiend didn’t reach too far once I realized how damn good it was. Even if 50 had never touched the rap game before that release, I’d still hold it to the same acclaim I do now. There was no denying that that was a good tape, regardless of the crutch his renown street cred gives him. Murder By Numbers is just more of what he’s been doing right his entire career.
The best part about Fif isn’t that he’s a million times more ghetto than some of the trash we have to put up with in our era, his main angle is his diversity when it comes to his appearance. 50 can be the scariest man in rap, while still being the puppy-dog casanova thug on the same tape. Back a decade ago, 50 was the man who made listening to the radio fun, & he’s doing it again with some of the hits he has on this tape. But there’s one question that ate at me for a while since 50′s resubmission into the game: Why is he rapping again? The conclusion I’ve come to makes the most sense to me, & it’s this; 50 never needed to pick a mic up ever again with the amount of money he’s got in the bank, but I think he saw how wrong everyone in the game was today & decided to show the young bloods how a G does it. What makes listening to him so great is that he’s rapping purely for the fuck of being better than anyone else. He’s not like half of these new rappers that are chasing paper & milking any little bit of fame they can get out of the hustle, he went through that already. Now, it’s just pure music, & it’s never been sweeter.
Right off the bat, 50 tells us all that he’s the true heir to the Throne B.I.G. left empty with his departure. No one’s gonna take 50′s crown.
I’m ghetto right? I’m super hood. I’m shitting on these niggas like they knew I would…
That jaw-clenched flow goes unparalleled on a beat like this… Fuck rapping, he’s got a business miiiiiinndddd.
Tell me this isn’t good ol’ Curtis Jackson at his prime?
This mixtape covers every genre all rap albums struggle to keep interesting, with that hood-ass 50 touch. It’s got money, bitches, weed & hoodrat talk bundled into one perfect 10-track project.
Any rap artist that can throw amazing hooks on their songs like Wiz & 50 deserves all the respect in the world. I salute the big thug for showing his vocals off nicely.