He's no longer packing his verses with tricky internal rhymes, and everything he says feels like something he's said better before. But on Trill O.G., that eternal baritone-rumble feels tired and beaten-down.
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After all, it's not like he's forgotten how to rap- so far this year he's put in impressive guest appearances for guys like Gucci Mane and Yelawolf. It's tough to imagine how a rapper as great as Bun has managed to turn out an album as consistently turgid and leaden as this.
Instead he merely seems to dutifully plug away every time he touches a mic. Throughout, he works in the same weary and vaguely clumsy cadence, never bringing the ebulliently eloquent verve he brought to his best UGK verses. works in much the same way- except this time, Bun is all out of great moments, and it's less attuned to the styles he adapts. Instead, Bun adapted his style to his guests and producers, turning each LP into a patchwork of whatever was popular in rap that particular month. Trill and II Trill both had great moments, but they didn't work as unified albums. (Pimp was in prison when Bun released 2005's Trill, and he died before the release of 2008's II Trill.) It's increasingly becoming obvious that Bun is somewhat adrift without his old partner. And every time Bun has released a solo album, it's been at a time when Pimp was unavailable. As a duo, they counterbalanced each other perfectly, Bun playing the sage big brother to Pimp's guttural loose cannon. Bun brought the gravity and the technical prowess, and Pimp, besides being an incredible producer, had both the snarling fuck-the-world charisma and the expansive sense of vision that Bun always lacked.
As half of the great Texas rap duo UGK, Bun found his ideal complement in partner Pimp C. Bun B was never meant to be a solo artist.