Kool Savas was once a cultural shock for people who knew rap through fat bread. Later there were lines from the Battlerap icon to vegetarianism and private insights. His seventh album has very intimate moments, but it’s also about cocks and sperm.
Recommendations of the editorial team
So Lan Juks has the qualities you know from old Savas tracks: Overall, you marvel at how rapped than what is rapped. So there are many entertaining comparisons. To front, one regrets “like an ass consecration”. Nobody took the tattoo aesthetics of the nineties on the shovel so beautifully.
But whether the kids check the political short comments and the allusion to “Die Mask” with Jim Carrey today? Savas shouldn’t care, many sounds also sound to Old School. “Beyond them” has a great base of the soul, “smoove” is reminiscent of Souls of Mischief. This is about family and everyday happiness, and the convincing ode of “Berlin” is personal: Savas raps poetically over rough beauty, love of hate and your own youth.
This review first appeared in the MusikExpress 10/2025.