Boy, Ludacris sure is crazy.
It’s in his name, after all.
Ludachristopher Bridges certainly flaunts his insanity on his ninth [really?] album “Ludaversal.”
Right from the album’s intro sequence, where Bridges really thinks outside the box by checking his mic [1, 2], his drug-addled lunacy is apparent.
Right in the first song, he provides a tidy little list of all the things he’s getting.
“Getting paid, getting laid, getting clothes, getting hoes…”
Now, by looking at that lyric, you may think the next part will be something like “one fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish …,” but it is not.
Why, it’s what Dr. Seuss would have been like if he was a G.
Parents and those with brains in your heads enough to not ingest weed, hear me! These rapping men are turning to rhyme schemes familiar to our youth.
The song “Get Lit” is similarly concerning.
“Poppin’ a pill and then jump in the tub.”
Well golly, call me old-fashioned, but if that’s your idea of a good time, Luda, then count me out. That also just sounds like nonsense.
I just don’t understand why rappers can’t rap-speak about good, conservative values and respect of authority. I mean, I don’t really keep up with the news, but is there some sort of recent influx in authority taking advantage of some sort of impoverished plight the black community has been experiencing for centuries?
Because unless I missed something like that, there’s no excuse.
I’ve tried twice to return this album, but I can’t figure that function out on iTunes. They’ve also stopped returning my calls.
So yeah, if you want an album that will subtly and slowly turn your children into “gangsters,” then this is just what the doctor ordered [read sarcastically].
Of course, if you want Luda’s opinion, just take a gander at the album’s opening line.
“Ain’t nobody [swearword] with me when it comes to getting lyrical.”
Indeed, there isn’t. Except when it comes to wholesome artists like Toby Keith, Christopher.
Also Kendrick Lamar, Danny Brown, ASAP Rocky, Kid Cudi, Earl Sweatshirt, Tyler, the Creator, Kanye West, Drake, The Roots, E-40, Eminem and hell, even Macklemore.
Full disclosure, when I saw the album cover I thought I was buying a soul album from the 70s, so that’s why this review is a bit disjointed.
My opinions still stand though.
