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Jamila Woods feat. Chance the Rapper, "LSD"
I knew there was a very, very good chance I'd love this song because their "Sunday Candy" collaboration (off Surf) has been like a musical mainstay in my life and “Blessings” (off Chance's Coloring Book) bangs too. Like most people, I assumed the title referred to the psychadelic drug, but the acronym actually gives nod to the Chicago expressway Lake Shore Drive. And this track is basically a love letter to it, one that makes me feel like I'm slacking on missing my hometown. Over piano and percussive clicks, Woods delivers lyrics in a way that feels like a run-on sentence, like word association. But that doesn't mean they sound hasty. In fact, they're purposeful AF: "I won't let you criticize my city/ like my skin, it's so pretty / if you don't like it, just leave it alone." Chano is steadfast, too: "This here ain't for no VICE doc / This here ain't for no Spike op."—Danielle Cheesman
Jidenna, "Little Bit More"
Finally! When I went to Jidenna's listening party last month for his debut album Long Live The Chief, I distinctly remember hearing this track and dubbing it the most "memorably radio-ready." This came on and Janelle Monae started drumming on the head of a bald man. It was also the song he performed on the BET Awards' Red Carpet, but now we have it in arms' and ears' reach. "Little Bit More" is an infectious, dance-inducing, drum-heavy, patois-backed, Afro/Soca-driven song that would be a damn hit if Drake sang it, so dont front on the "Classic Man" now.—Danielle Cheesman
Imad Royal, "Bad 4 U"
"Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, found the one," can't let this track go. Why? Because it is too good! Imad Royal did a great job with "Bad 4 U," especially in not making it a typical overly-synthesized pop song. You hear trumpets, guitar progressions and his voice assists in helping you visualize summer palm trees. And sometimes when you try to use different elements of different genres in one song, it can end up like...the Chubby Bunny challenge, stuffing too many marshmallows in only to end up with an overflowing and overwhelming result. But not with this song.—Erin Ashley Simon