Same series, new name.
As before, we’ll still be shooting songs straight into my fucking veins; I’m just shortening the headline to an acronym now so as not to forcibly inject a profanity into subscribers’ unwilling email inboxes.
You’re welcome, mother.
For anyone wondering if 6ix9ine would retain his signature style in the spotlight of the mainstream, doubts: quelled. And who knew he could croon the hook?!
The beat. I’ll never understand why more rap songs don’t go with the back-and-forth structure of the last verse, instead of just relegating features to their own individual verses. If you’re paying a fellow artist to guest on your album, interact with their talents!
I simply cannot be objective about Ice Cube + G-Funk.
2018’s SHOOT IT STRAIGHT INTO MY FUCKING VEINS List
- January-February, Part 2
- More May
- Five More for May
- Kanye’s Hearts Beat Loud
- June is Busting Out All Over
- August Rush
- (Do You Remember the 21st Night of) September…
- …Love Was Changing the Minds of Pretenders!
- September Ended? I’m Awake!
- The Month of Giving Thanks
- More Thanks