Okay, here we go with another exclusive review of the upcoming Busta Rhymes single, “Where’s Your Money“, featuring ODB. Has anyone noticed that hip-hop people, including myself, throw around the word “exclusive” like it’s nothing? That shit has no meaning anymore, and I’m happy to contribute to that. So fuck you.



All right, first off, let me preface this by saying that I have been sort of upset with Busta recently. He keeps on showing up on these wack R&B tracks, or worse yet, pseudo-hip-hop-but-really-watered-down-to-the-point-of-R&B tracks. Like that Q-tip “For The Nasty” bullshit. Damn it, that was a fucking terrible song. One time somebody asked me to play that at a house party and I punched her in the face spilled my drink on her pants, on accident. She shouldn’t have been wearing those white Armani Exchanges anyway, so too bad for her.

Back to Busta Bust though, I’ve been wishing that he’d stop doing fucking guest spots and make his own goddamn songs. It looks like he’s done that here, if you’re willing to ignore that he stole a dead man’s verse. I’m just waiting for his new album to come out, because I like dude, and I am tired of hearing him do guest spots for easy money. Okay, enough of the foreplay, let’s get into this song, shall we? You know I do this shit live, so follow along with me.

All right. Wow, what the fuck. This actually sounds pretty good. ODB starts off the track with the first verse a little bit more contained than some might be used to, but it’s still defintiely Ol’ Dirty. Basically it’s just one of those old “It’s all about the money, look at a dude floss a little honey” type joints.

Busta does basically the same thing, with the occasional “Oh, but having money makes things a bit more difficult sometimes”.

Let me show you why we walk with a swagger
Money overflow I spend it like it don’t even matter
Money do a lot of shit
Money make me more bread
But money take a nigga life, put a price on his head
Think you nicer than the dreads
Snitches fight with the Feds
Keep it cool while I put all of the hype on the bed
Ever since my cake got a little bigger
Fuck with J.P. Morgan, Merril-Lynch and them niggas
Fuckin’ call it what you want nigga, we sinners
Throw my money at ten thousand dollar tables for dinners…

If that floats your boat, there you go. Me, I think it’s okay. Better than that “For the Nasty” shit. Still, though, ODB makes an okay song sort of good here. Maybe they should just cut out Busta and give us Jesus instead.

Instrumental wise, it’s pretty much on point. Slow enough drum programming, moody piano chords, and a semi-real sounding upright bass line that complements the piano. They’ve got some faint - I think a French horn in there, and some synth strings just to fatten stuff up before the “where’s your money?” hook comes in. I sort of wish they would stop asking that question, actually, because it reminds me of the fact that all of my money is in the state school system’s hands. Thank you, Mr. Schwarzenegger, for raising tuition like 40%. That was a great fucking move. I’m going to go buy some Top Ramen.

Okay, whatever, let’s go to side B.

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Okay, this is some bullshit. Side B is just Side A without the radio edit. Okay then kids, I guess that ends today’s live review of Busta Rhymes f/ ODB - Where’s Your Money?

Verdict: ACCEPTED.

Watch for episode 11 of the mixtape show podcast coming up in a bit. 1.