FRIDAY, OCTOBER 09, 2015|
Posted by: Vince Brigante
"Forbidden knowledge can destroy mankind," but man, we're starving for destruction. The Atlanta born rapper, Raury, has an album that's set to release in one week. "Forbidden Knowledge" ft. Big K.R.I.T is a test drive for the 6-speed vehicle he has in store. The bassline for the chorus sounds like something straight out of a Groover Washington Jr. track. Resonate strikes of an acoustic guitar, and strums of a harp resemble a Greek cathedral with important information about to be presented, and there is; Raury stabs at the flaws from gestation to an inevitable -- or premature -- death. But he knows it too: "Guess that's forbidden knowledge..."
Raury mixes gentrified sounds with upper-class concepts. Big. K.R.I.T is like the (balling Southern) wise old man who rocks in his chair on the porch, spewing (forbidden) knowledge to the kids that pass by, hoping a book will get them farther than the he knows the streets will. This song is so deep. Not "I hate my ex-girlfriend" deep, but "conniving corporations, forced racial tendencies, and trying to de-objectify women" deep. And neither one says it better than the other; Raury's verse is fertile, Big K.R.I.T's brings the whole track to fruition. So think about it walking downtown today, or Uber-ing it to Central Park, "who put the liquor store across the street from the gun shop?" Guess that's just forbidden knowledge.