Week 51 Song of the Week: Injury Reserve – Oh Shit!!!

This week’s Song of the Week is “Oh Shit!!!” by Injury Reserve.

About Injury Reserve:

Website: Injury Reserve on SoundCloud
iTunes: Injury Reserve on iTunes
Spotify: Injury Reserve on Spotify

Injury Reserve is a hip hop trio which claims to be the only good rap group from Arizona.  Whether or not they are, in fact, the only good rap group from AZ isn’t for me to say.  But, judging by their recent album Floss [Floss on iTunes, Floss on Spotify] which was just released this week, what I can say is that it’d be pretty damn hard for someone to prove them wrong.

Injury Reserve was formed in 2014 and consists of rappers Steppa J. Groggs, Ritchie With a T, and producer Parker Corey.  In 2015 the group independently released their debut EP Live From the Dentist Office which garnered much praise from critics, and have followed that release up with their second studio album Floss which was released five days ago on December 15th, 2016.

About “Oh Shit!!!”:

Lyrics: Oh Shit!!! by Injury Reserve – lyrics on Genius.com

There’s something about a simple piano sample being looped, cut off by some kind of digital interference, then brought back with heavy bass and several people screaming “OH SHIT!”  This is the kind of song that you want to play so loud you blow the speakers in your car, and I think it’s pretty obvious that was the intention of Injury Reserve when they made it.  “Oh Shit!!!” is the leading track off Floss and it’s pretty apparent why: As Stepa J Groggs puts it in the second verse, “this the type of beat that make me drink a whole fifth.”

“Oh Shit! They Said “Man we want some more hits!”

The hook and the first verse is Ritchie With a T basically explaining what sets Injury Reserve apart from the rest of hip hop today.  He also laments the fact that rappers seem to be plucked and produced based on what is current, referencing both their song “Eeny Meeny Miney Mo,” and also mentioning that Injury Reserve is always trying to be boxed in by someone who is asking them to sell out, but they won’t allow it.  Stepa J. Groggs also mentions this in the following verse when he says he’s “too good at rap, jack, to get caught in rat traps” and follows that with two lines which essentially say those traps are for bad rappers.

What’s great and refreshing both from this song, album, and artist, is they seem to represent some kind of revival of hip hop.  As a casual fan, even from the outside looking in, there are pretty transparent forces trying to pull the genre apart.  From rappers that I won’t mention which, calling them terrible is an insult to the word terrible, to other effortless brands of hip hop where rappers use the same vocal patterns in their verses, it’s certainly a breath of fresh air to find a hip hop group that writes and produces all of their own original music.  Is this the revival of the genre?  How should I know.  Like I said, I’m a casual fan.

I just want to hear this song somewhere with huge speakers though…


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