Starting with ad-libs that could replace the National Anthem for the United States, “Bustin’ At ‘Em” is a slap box with federal offense levels of production. Waka Flocka Flame holds in a debut, enough TNT through the 72-minute long joyride that it eventually becomes like a revolutionary discovery. The nature of violent instrumentation from Lex Luger is bombastic enough to stand on two feet, creating space between the audience and Waka Flocka Flame.
From the radio standards “No Hands,” “Hard in Da Paint,” “Bustin’ At Em,” or the single “O Let’s Do It,” there is an illustrative stand-off where four tracks hit such different range. One moment, Flockaveli has the listener ready to sprint through the night streets without care, running red lights, and having the courage to take over a section of the town.
When “Karma” which features YG Hootie, Slim Dunkin, and Popa Smurf hits, the “BOW, BOW, BOW, BOW, BOW, BOW, BOW, BOW,” and “Flocka!” ad-libs are both featured in meme culture but also the entertainment to hype hip-hop and running off 10,000 watts of pure electricity. The instrumental is a war-ready assault rifle filled with catchy hooks and verses over clips and rounds. Waka Flocka Flame describes, “I robbed so many niggas, karma came right back around. I jumped so many niggas, karma came right back around… Shout out to that fuck nigga, tried to rob me at the Wal-Mart. Ran up on his car, had him eating shells like Mario Go-Kart.”
With the perfect mix of aggressive and charismatic, Flockaveli is essentially The Godfather of records as it continues to become more enjoyable with each listen. The frantic overtaking of each track orchestrates a synonymous takeover of sound and ability. Waka Flocka Flame is tough, and age does nothing but sweetens each piece like they were a glass of fine wine.