I'll admit that I'm beginning to lose my mind waiting for this new Chance the Rapper album. I'm already preparing my "told you so" tweets when the project really does drop on April 29, but I'm also aware that the anticipation has me acting irrationally.
How irrational? Like I'm up at 3 in the morning going through my Chance the Rapper collection and holy shit you guys have heard his "I Ain't Word" freestyle, right? Right??? That level of irrational.
Yes, I know it's now three years old, but if haven't noticed already, this series isn't about pure speed. Leave that to whoever those people are who race to write "first" in comment sections. We'll highlight great new music as it drops, but I'm also not afraid to dig up buried Soundcloud gems if the spirit moves me, and sweet baby Jesus does the spirit of rap fill my soul when I hear this.
Chance just doesn't rap like this anymore. "Angels" is great, his verse on "Ultralight Beam" was astounding, but this is Chano at his most openly Lil Wayne-ish, with no other intention than murdering the beat...and murder it he does. It's raw, unmixed, clearly was never intended to make an album, but none of it matters. If you've already heard "I Ain't Word" we all know you're about to listen to it again, and if you've never heard it, you might want to make sure you're not operating any heavy machinery before pressing play.
"Nineteen, making that 'I could be damn near fucking Erykah Badu' rap"
I expect Chance's new album to take my soul out of my body and lift it up to the heavens, anything less will be a disappointment from one of hip-hop's most passionate emcees. But there's no way he's rapping like that on this new album. No way. He's evolved past that, and evolution is always a good thing. But there's just something about "I Ain't Word," a raw, unrepentant energy in his teenage voice, that's kept me coming back for years.
Holy shit I love this song. Holy shit I hope you do too. And if you don't, I ain't worried.