By Ezra Marcus
We wish Young Thug would just stop releasing music.
He’s not leading a revolutionary departure from what you thought rap could do. His warble isn’t as singular an expressive muscle as exists today. He doesn’t have the most futuristic approach to clothing on Earth.
By the way, it’s Opposite Day.
Thugger joins Dose and Lil Durk on “Truth,” an ode to authenticity produced by the prolific Southside Mafia. Thug demonstrates his trademark elastic range, his verses switching from a triple-time flow to the most Thuggerish (Thugly?) chorus ever.
He macerates the phrase “I won’t speak nothing but the truth” into something else, a six-syllable caterwaul that conveys nothing less than depth of Thug’s joi de vivre. Thug treats vowels like an alligator with a chew toy.
Dose and Durk also quit themselves, the latter in particular succeeding with his melodic, gruff depiction of life in Chicago.