Lil Wayne, ‘No Ceilings’
published on 2nd November, 2009

Lil Wayne may be one of the most misunderstood artists of our generation. Sure, he is fun, and hilarious, and definitely mad as a brush, but he is also a genius. It is as if he is actually blind, and instead of having heightened other senses, it all went straight into his rapping. Or maybe he has autism and is the rap world’s equivalent to Rainman.

No Ceilings definitely polarises listeners though, just like any other Lil Wayne recording. It has incredibly sick beats, some ripped straight from the pop-rap world like its predecessor Dedication 2, and Weezey still makes some of the wittiest rhymes ever laid on tape. But while he is certainly gifted, so much of the filler in between the gems of perfection is strictly retarded. It evens itself out in the end though, mainly because the stun factor of every genius rap leaves you contemplating it and missing the bullshit.

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