So I went to the Billboard Hot 100 chart to find dome songs to review, and surprisingly, there are some songs that have some staying power. Two songs I already reviewed (Dark Horse and Talk Dirty) are still making waves, staying in the Top 20, and some songs like Happy and All of Me staying in the Top 10 (with both peaking at #1).
But today, I'm gonna talk about the huge year this artist is having. She has become a popular artist last year gaining acclaim for her rhyming and content, has later toured with Beyonce on her tour, two videos for really dirty songs went viral, had two successful EPs produced by T.I., became a popular model, and, in 2012, became the first female and first non-American rap artist to be inducted into XXL Magazine's Top 10 Freshmen issue (that's right; Nicki Minaj didn't make the list first).
This artist really made it big, especially when her debut album The New Classic hit the top 5 in several countries worldwide. And, as said, she's not American.
Who is she? Iggy Azeala.
The song I'm reviewing-is one that's burning up the charts. It's on top at #1, and she had another ("Problem" by Ariana Grande) that was, on it's peak, just one slot lower at #2, and she's just the featured artist. Because of these songs, Iggy became only the fourth female rapper in history to have a song top the Hot 100, and she joins The Beatles as the ONLY acts to have the first two singles reach the top of the Hot 100.
DAMN. She should just retire right now.
It's "Fancy" by Iggy Azalea featuring Charli XCX.
We start with a slow beat that kinda reminds me of certain song, but I can't put my finger on it. Anyway, Iggy starts off with:
"First things first, I'm the realist"
--That's a pretty good start-up line. And even though it gets on my nerves when rappers say the word "real" in regards to them, I'll give a pass because the way she says it sounds really good.
"Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let them feel it)/And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
I could hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right, right)"
--The "Murda Bizness" part is a nice little Call-Back to her earlier song of the same name featuring TI. It's about looking fly, being better than other women, and killing whoever's in your way. It's pretty good. As for the rest, I'm gonna skip because, as a black dude who should know what this means, I have no idea what this means.
"You should want a bad bitch like this (huh?)
Drop it low and pick it up just like this (yeah)
Cup of Ace, cup of (Grey) Goose, cup of Cris(tal)
High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist)
--Ehh... Okay, these lines are the usual talking about wanting a man to get with a woman like her (or a "bad bitch") And the usual mentioning of the expensive alcoholic beverages no one can buy unless there's a block party or club visit or whatever. I don't know what the hell "worth a half a ticket on my wrist" means, though.
By the way, I'm sorry, but doesn't she sound, like, almost like T.I.? Now, I know she worked with T.I. before, and she was raised in the South when so emigrated to the U.S. when she was 16. But come on, don't you hear the similarities between them? The thick Southern accent, the flow, the way the two of them I do.
Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that (never)
Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back (what?)
--Nope. nothing.
Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
Champagne spillin', you should taste that
Wow, I don't know anything from this. Maybe it's something Australian-related, if there actually is rap music from Australia at all, but my mind's drawing a blank on this one. Let's go to the chorus.
"I'm so fancy
You already know
I'm in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo"
--Okay, first off, if I already know, why the hell do you feel the need to tell me?
And second, I like Chari's voice, but it also irritates me. Especially when she says "Fancy" and "Fast Lane"; stretching the end of the words just aggravates me.
"I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold?"
--I'm sorry, "taste this gold"? That ain't fancy; that ain't even sanitary.
"Remember my name
'Bout to blow"
--I barely remembered your name when "I Love It (I Don't Care)" came out.
Okay back to Iggy.
"I said, "Baby, I do this, I thought that you knew this."
Can't stand no haters and honest, the truth is"
--I'd know what you'd do, Iggy, if you'd tell me what the hell it is.
"And my flow retarded, each beat did depart it
Swagger on stupid, I can't shop in no department"
--I hate when artists use the word "retarded" to mean a crazy good beat, if not using the word at all, but hey, if it can be used in a positive way to not mean something cruel and degrading, I'm okay with it.
"To get my money on time, if they not money, decline
And swear I meant that there so much that they give that line a rewind
So get my money on time, if they not money, decline
I just can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind"
--To me, that "Line" is kinda bad, doesn't really deserve a "rewind", and doesn't make sense. But the way Iggy says it keeps it from being terrible. Speaking of terrible...
"Now tell me, who that, who that? That do that, do that?
Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that"
--There is nothing you tell me that I know of!! Also, this line makes no sense either; it's like someone who stutters wrote that. Well, if they actually have the mental capacity to write stuttering.
I be the I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
I been working, I'm up in here with some change to throw"
I like this line. Sure, she's bragging, but it's a really cool line; way cool.
Okay, Charli's verse includes trashing a hotel room, getting drunk, riding on a chandelier, being a deluxe film star (of porn, probably), not giving fucks and overall getting what she wants. Things that are not at all fancy and that crazy, oversexed little sluts do.
Catchy, but stupid, please don't ever touch; OOWWW (repeat to oblivion and fade)
"Still Stuntin'/how you luv dat"
I could give less of a shit if you do actual stunts, Iggy.
"Got the whole world askin' how I does that"
--How you does that? First of all--oh forget it. I already lost half my brain from this. Moving on...
"That's jus the way you like it, huh/Feel so good, you could wish that you could bite it, huh"
--B-B-B-Bite? That molester talk, girl.
"Neva turn down nut-in/Slayin these hoes, gold trigga on tha gun like--"
Now, that's straight-up serial killer talk.
Okay, that's enough; this is the hardest song I've ever reviewed. I don't know much of Iggy's lyrics to make analysis on and barely came up with what you see here. Even if she's talking Australian-related content, there's nothing in this song that I haven't already heard of or is completely new to hip-hop. In fact, I'm very surprised that I'm drawing blanks at this one; almost all these lines either make no sense or something I've heard so much, it just comes across as lazy and foolish.
Okay, I kinda like this song, but the lyrics are catchy enough to make this song a success. Not to lyrically dissect and find anything unique or original. So, just listen to this without thinking. You'll stay smart and not lose brain cells.
See you next time for another review!
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