Blacc Hollywood
Wiz Khalifa's third LP nobly attempts to pin his recent rangy genre excursions down onto a single album. Blacc Hollywood is a blur of late night bottle service orders and wake-n-bake seshes that imparts more elite weedhead bonafides than hopes or dreams.
A quick exercise: Take 10 seconds or so and list as many of the most popular rap stars of the moment as you can. Most lists will probably include some combination of Lil Wayne, Kanye West, Drake, Nicki Minaj, and Jay Z; some might throw in Rick Ross and 2 Chainz. Whichever rappers were listed, they likely share two…
Stoned immaculate with a self-professed monthly weed bill of ten-thousand dollars, Wiz Khalifa isn't the type of rapper to make clear-headed, well-defined albums, but his fifth studio effort gets back to serious, sullen business often enough that it almost has a theme.
So now when we think of B.o. B. or Nicki Minaj or Wiz Khalifa rap artists who slowly cultivated devoted followers on a grassroots level and still churn out downloadable freebies on a regular basis our first notions are instead of their pop anthems.
Blacc Hollywood is remarkable only as a ghostly portrait of a half-formed figure prowling the fringes of success.
The rapper sounds at his best when he sticks to his formula of earwormy tracks and steers clear of Drake's emo-rap territory, writes <strong>Lanre Bakare</strong>