Freddie Gibbs x The Alchemist – Alfredo 2

 


Real Ones Know This Ain’t Microwave Rap

When Freddie Gibbs and The Alchemist link up, it ain't just music—it’s an experience. Back in 2020, Alfredo set the whole game on notice. No gimmicks, no TikTok formulas—just raw bars and elite beats. Now they back with Alfredo 2, and let me tell you—this one don’t miss either.


The Beatwork: Alchemist in Assassin Mode

Alchemist ain’t out here trying to impress nobody. He’s in his own world—and you're lucky he’s letting you hear it. The sound on Alfredo 2 is grimier, colder, more surgical. This ain’t boom bap nostalgia—it’s some late-night plot-a-heist music. Tracks like "Mirrors in the Kitchen" sound like you’re moving weight with gloves on. He gives Gibbs enough room to breathe but never too much—the beats always got pressure.

The Raps: Freddie Ain’t Playin' with Y’all

Freddie Gibbs? Still the most dangerous rapper in a room full of industry plants. He’s not chasing trends—he’s cooking his own lane. On “400 Summers”, he drops lines so slick you gotta rewind just to catch the disrespect. Then he’ll turn around on “Therapy Money” and give you some real grown-man pain. The bars cut deep. This ain’t for clout—it’s for people who’ve really been through some shit.

Gibbs’ flow? Still untouchable. He can hit pockets you didn’t know existed. One second he's laid back, next he's chewing up the track like he’s got something to prove—even though we all know he doesn’t.

Guest Features: All Killers, No Fillers

They didn’t pack this album with big-name fluff. Just real spitters. Benny the Butcher comes through on “Kitchen Kings Pt. 2” and it feels like two bosses trading war stories over cigars. Boldy James glides on “Covert Plates” like it’s a ghost ride through Detroit. Curren$y’s verse on “Parmesan Flight”? Laid back, but deadly.

Alchemist knows how to pick features that belong, not just ones that sell.

Final Word:

Alfredo 2 is what happens when two masters stay in their bag and don’t let the outside noise dictate the art. No trendy sounds, no TikTok hooks—just timeless hip-hop. If you’re still eating microwave rap, you ain’t ready for this plate.