By shelz.

The red-headed, roaming gnome look-a-like from Slumerica, Rittz couldn’t ask for better placement right now.  His feature on Yelawolf’s “My Box Chevy” got his foot in the door.  Now he plans on kicking the shit wide open with his first mixtape White Jesus.  Maybe you haven’t heard of him (Planet Ill caught him at A3C.  You can check that here.) and that’s fine, but he has enough reach to rustle up both Yela and Big K.R.I.T. for the first release from White Jesus, “Fulla Shit” provided by the good folks at TSS.

The man in the mirror shtick is quite revealing as the trio explain exactly why they aren’t hubby material.  They lie and cheat; fuck and run and are excruciatingly honest about it.  Ladies, if you get caught up thinking it’s more than a temporary ten (if you are lucky) you only have yourselves to blame.  Like Rittz says, the truth might stop him from getting some pussy so he’s going to lie to you.

The Burn One track is dope in a 70’s melancholy big-afroed pimp kind of way.  Layers of drums fit well in between some pretty dramatic strings and a piano that is tinkered against the grain. It teeters on the edge of falling out of tune, but manages to stay composed and add drama.  The hook does sound like the president of the Pimp C fan club doing his best impression, but even the obvious imitation comes off as flattering for both Pimp and Yelawolf.

Ritz leads off and his handle is dope.  The track is relatively slow but his double time is comfortable and he never sounds like he’s trying to catch up with the beat.  His narrative is just dirty.  Banging his girls best friend then tossing his powder in her purse when he gets blue-lighted is not beneath him.  Be governed accordingly.

Big K.R.I.T. plays middle child, letting you know in no uncertain terms you cannot out game him.  His steez is the foulest of the foul, telling you he loves you when well…he doesn’t.  He knows he can’t stay faithful and takes pleasure in leaving fluids all over the same table you serve your baby’s birthday cake from. Going to the wedding just to bang the bride behind the reception hall?  Busting in her veil? I think I hear a little latent heartbreak in here.  Raw nerves or not, K.R.I.T. is just damn nasty.

Closing things down is Yelawolf.  He finds himself in a bad place, following Krit, but Yela deals out the disrespect just as good as the previous two. His flow toggles between an easy single time twang and a staccato double time.  He stomps on the brakes, then goes full force.  His sense of humor (Don’t put your finger on the trigger baby.  Be careful shit will back fire like an old berretta. BLAWWW! Now you done shot your face off) relieves some of the tension out that K.R.I.T. left behind and closes this smut-fest properly.

The bottom line?  This revelation won’t make any difference.  Chicks will still swarm, but they can’t say they weren’t warned. These dudes are “Fulla Shit.” Enjoy.  While you can.

Rittz Feat. Yelawolf and Big K.R.I.T. – “Fulla Shit”

RITTZ – Fulla Shit ft. Yelawolf & BIG K.R.I.T.