Filed under: Steady Bootleggin',Tragedy Special
Written by: Robbie Ettelson
Jumping ahead from the War Report era (which I’ll return to in a minute), 2003 saw the release of Still Reportin’, which was a strong return to form that managed to generate a nice buzz with an “XL” rating in Elliot Wilson‘s mag amongst other things. As you know by now, Trag got locked up on some trumped-up gun charge which was later dismissed, but he was caught in the system long enough to fuck up his promotions.
While I wasn’t a huge fan of some of the beats on this LP, lyrically this shit is outta control. As Khadafi explains on “Hood”, the lead single: “Magazine write articles and show no credit/to the father of this style – half gracious, half foul” before adding “your rhymes just don’t excite me, matter of fact – I get more realness outta my wifey!”.
Tragedy shines brightest when dealing with his two strongest areas as a writer – storytelling and heartfelt confessions. “Never Die Alone Part 2” is an ill description of an attempted hit by some snake bastards, set to a signature Scram Jones euro-trash soundtrack, while “Crying On The Inside” easily surpasses the standard “dedication to moms” concept as Perc speaks to his troubled late mother, and even details his little boy’s “30 foot fall” from a window, which, incredibly, he survived with only a hairline fracture. If you can’t feel that shit you must be a fuckin’ zombie.
Tragedy Khadafi – Never Die Alone Part 2 [Still Reportin’, Solid, 2003]
Tragedy Khadafi – Crying On The Inside [Still Reportin’, Solid, 2003]
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