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Obscenities fly. There’s also crass sexual slang on “Hola Hovito” and “Girls, Girls, Girls.” The latter finds Jay-Z bragging about having “chicks” of every nationality and psychological profile waiting at his beck and call. He puts himself on a pedestal, full of arrogant bluster and quick to remind people that they can’t match his fame or his bank balance (“Takeover,” “U Don’t Know,” “Hola Hovito”). “Heart of the City (Ain’t No Love)” combines predatory sex and drugs as the rapper says, “Get a couple of chicks, get ’em to try and do [Ecstasy]/ Hopefully they’ll ménage before I reach my garage.” “Never Change” talks about peddling dope, smoking marijuana and being “knee deep in coke.” It also tells young fans that “crime pays.” On “Blueprint (Mama Loves Me)” he mixes drugs and alcohol. Violent threats appear on a half-dozen tracks. Guest rapper Eminem fancies himself a modern-day Jesus and seems to be at war with people of faith (“Wavin’ the pistol at 60 Christians against me”).
From thug posturing to drugging strange girls in hopes of scoring a lewd threesome, this disc (three weeks at number 1) is totally corrupt. Any building constructed using Jay-Z’s Blueprint should be condemned.
