For those who are new to rap Music, they might know Polo G undirectly; or they might even know his latest music.
Die a legend is The equivalent of Polo G taking us on a walk throughout his thoughts and taking pics of the most impactful moments of His life. Just from the Title we expect something worth of being remembered and by looking at the “Cover art” We realize Its not going to be an average album.
The people in the Clouds not only represents stories of the hood, sad and crude that are close to Polo g, but also Rapresents the harsh reality of the hood.
You are only Truly Loved when you die.
From “hall of Fame” to “Hood poet” all his recent albums are just average. Average not in the context of the new scene, which is also average on its own, But in respect to his first true Album “Die a Legend”
Personally this is the album that got me in love with Rap Music as it is the First true album that captures the real and tangible struggle of the life in the ghetto.
His Best Work
“Die a Legend” is a perfect album; No skips, no songs without meaning but only and true, pain.
PAIN in the purest form, which is the form of music that not an artist; but a struggling man, going through gang life, poverty discrimination and drugs can conceive.
From the Album certain songs spike; Some of them being “Picture this” , “Through da Storm”.
The song that most creates an impact for the lyrics and for the overall vibe that it creates is “BTS” which Draws a picture so crude and realistic that is hard to ignore:
Lyrics
Blood, sweat, and tears what I shed, sleepless nights in my bed
They only love when you shining, I won’t let it get to my head
Got a lil’ one on the way, now I gotta do this shit for my kid
Havin’ conversations with the sky and I meant everything that I said
For my family, gotta build a legacy, I’ma be the man when I’m dead
Worked too hard, I can’t slip up, so I’m clutching tight on this lead
No, I ain’t a killer, but don’t push me, I’m too close to the edge
Is what it is, ain’t no looking back, don’t regret the things that I did, ayy
System got the hood fucked up, killers, crack fiends, and some Christians
Lil’ nigga, all he know is bang, only sixteen, on a mission, ayy
Drug money, out there serving fiends only time he show his ambition
Kid on the way, mama’s bills late, gotta hustle hard, gotta get it
Block was slow so he have to rob just to make ’em smile on Christmas
Caught a case, judge ain’t tryna hear all the things influenced my decisions
Hate to follow rules, elementary school all started off with suspensions
If it weren’t for rapping, where would I be? I just thank God that I’m gifted
Made it to the top and I stood up, first I had to crawl in them trenches
We got hate in us, tryna murder somethin’, runnin’ through the field, hoppin’ fences
2nd
They left blood stains on our corner, gotta spin back with avengence
Glock discharge, it’s a man down, real gang members handle business
Blood, sweat, and tears what I shed, sleepless nights in my bed
They only love when you shining, I won’t let it get to my head
Got a lil’ one on the way, now I gotta do this shit for my kid
Havin’ conversations with the sky and I meant everything that I said
For my family, gotta build a legacy, I’ma be the man when I’m dead
Worked too hard, I can’t slip up, so I’m clutching tight on this lead
No, I ain’t a killer, but don’t push me, I’m too close to the edge
Is what it is, ain’t no looking back, don’t regret the things that I did
We some young niggas, we don’t give a fuck, knock a nigga head right off
Bunch of hollow shells on that crime scene, it was DOA, white chalk
I know real killers, no remorse in ’em, proud of the bodies they caught
Went through a lot and I’m only twenty, it’s a lot of things that I saw
Shit left me cold on the inside, feelin’ like I need to unthaw
Was it to fill a void or acceptance? Lookin’ at the things that I bought
I still get depressed in my mansion, contemplating, deep in my thoughts
I’m just glad that I’m still standing, it’s a lot of demons I fought
Voices in my head and that gun cocked, late night rides in all black
Really come from nothin’, I was on that block like the streets all that I got
I done been snaked by my own kind, so who really watchin’ my back?
Know they want me gone, one up top, I’m a dead man if I lack
Blood, sweat, and tears what I shed, sleepless nights in my bed
They only love when you shining, I won’t let it get to my head
check also
https://dphperiodical.com/2023/11/08/j-i-is-the-real-prince-of-new-york/
and
https://pitchfork.com/reviews/albums/polo-g-die-a-legend/