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Wale - Folarin Mixtape (review)

Good morning fellow earthlings!! so this is my first post of 2013 on this blog and I honestly feel I couldn't have come up with a more befitting topic than the new mixtape, Folarin by the very talented Wale. Released on Christmas eve as an early present for his fans, this production hosted by DJ Clark Kent  is everything that makes the Nigerian born lyricist one of the most promising talents in the music industry - Intelligent, original, smooth complete and fun. Folarin is a back and forth journey from the classic underground delivery that earned him the respect of original Rap enthusiasts to the more subtle and romantic tunes which have endeared Wale to a large number of female fans. It doesn't matter whether you're kicking it with your Gees or just having a moment with you girl/man,  you CAN bump this mixtape all day long. I'm really trying hard not to build it up too much but  dare I say that Folarin is a timeless work of art! I am buzzing in anticipation of the release of his new album (I ain't perfect) due to be released sometime in February. Okay I'm done talking, without further ado, please GO COP THIS MIXTAPE



My Favorite Tracks:
3. The Show ft Rick Ross
5. Getmedoe ft 2Chainz
6. Bad ft Tiara Thomas
7. Limitless ft Scareface
9. Skool Daze
10. H20
11. Street Runner
12. Back 2 Ballin ft French Montana
13. Cool Off ft Jhene Alko
14. Fa We We freestyle
15.The One Eye Kitten Song ft Travis Porter
18. The Right One ft Hit Boy
19. Money Changes ft Christte Michelle
20. Georgetown Press ft Lightshow

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  1. Yeah? I'm gonna check it out. Hope its as good as this piece on it.

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