The accolades were bountiful, and remain the reason why many qualify Tha Carter III as the best Wayne album and the best in the series, bar none. Wayne’s voice dominated the radio for months, including a record about pivoting a routine stop with a lady cop into a sexual escapade, punctuated by his need to “Rodney King, baby, yeah, I beat it like a coooooooop!” It won the Grammy for Best Rap Album in 2009. Graduation landscape, with peer-to-peer sharing and the blogs still on fire, Tha Carter III sold a million in a week. To assign a duality to Wayne through these moments is to compress him far too thin he’s always done everything, been everyone he damn well pleased. Almost simultaneously, A Milli became the most ferocious rap record the mainstream saw in years: the hunger remained, the throne reclaimed.īoth singles went on to win Grammys. (The fellatio part is far from unlikely.)As mainstream rap swam through its purity myth-building via Auto-Tune shaming, Wayne - with the late Static Major, who died weeks before the song’s release - applied his grisly nature to the forbidden vocoder to transmute his freak, his fame, and his ugly in ways many of his cloth were terrified of. On the timeline where the leaks never came, Lollipop may have never happened somehow, an extended ode to fellatio became his highest-charting single ever. And if you really know, you remember the alternate verse that didn’t make the final cut: the one with “A millionaire, I’m a YOUNG Money, CASH Money, FAST money, SLOW money, MO’ money… never NO money!”Īnd when Lil Wayne came off the strength of a downpour of features where he bodybagged everyone, Dedication 2 with DJ Drama, Da Drought 3, and a slew of bootlegs that we all cranked like they were real drops? Not to mention how Tha Carter II cemented Wayne as the A-caliber MC before the tear even began? On what timeline could the Best Rapper Alive actually pull a great album out of the wreckage? Which lighter flick could take him even higher? Tha Carter III - the one we received - became a sacred text in the Book of Uptown and the soundtrack to every high school dance across these United States. So many times, I remember how A Milli had a version with Cory Gunz. See, Tha Carter III was the crown jewel that felt like it’d never come, even as it arrived in every fashion and format unbeknownst to Dr.
So many remnants and memories of that album or lack thereof are left from 2007, I forgot the retail, million-in-a-week version didn’t arrive until 2008. Neither record made the final cut, though the former appeared on The Leak: an EP stopgap of some of the best leaks in their fully mastered glory. “You better know what you doin’!” was all he said. (I always wanted to do that shit with my phone.) My father stares over my shoulder as Time For Us To Fuck sits in my iTunes, and I don’t even look back at him. I first found it within earshot of a phone speaker on the back of the 7 a.m. I’m Me makes me feel untouchable as a bookworm with an absence of drip. Pardon me: we caught another leak, DJ 31 Degreez this time. It’s 2007, and Tha Carter III just dropped.
#THE CARTER 3 LIL WAYNE MEDIAFIRE CRACKED#
Y’all remember megamixes where 15 niggas rapped on one thing? Did your cousin have FL Studio cracked on his laptop? Why won’t this blogger reply to your email and when they do, they tell you about your “raw talent?” A million views meant a record deal from someone because a hundred million of them weren’t something one could accumulate yet. The XXL Freshman cover meant something - no, everything. I baptized myself in the seas of Shake, Meka, Nation, Karen Civil, Miss Info, Lowkey, Mike Waxx, Datpiff, Zshare, Mediafire, Megaupload (RIP). All this time, all these choices, we braced ourselves for the void on the other side of the Blogspot. The crates were digital, the basement HP became sanctuary and my teen boy brain was ripe for overload. It’s 2008, I’m 14, and no one I knew made money from rap music.
Tha Carter III by Lil Wayne is the hip-hop Record Of The Month for Vinyl Me, Please.