Esperanto’s III: A Polish Hip-Hop Gem That Punches Hard
Yo, let’s talk about III by Esperanto. This 2017 album from Poland isn’t just another drop in the hip-hop bucket—it's a raw, unfiltered punch to the gut with enough grit and groove to keep your head nodding for days. Released under the label Gone Is Gone (cool name, right?), this project feels like it was cooked up in some underground bunker where creativity runs wild. And damn, does it show.
First off, shoutout to the crew behind the scenes: B.Dubrowski killing it on cover art, Bryza mastering this beast, and Rui Figueiredo + Sławomir Olszewski snapping those photos that scream “we mean business.” It’s clear they weren’t messing around when putting this together. The vibe? Dark but sharp. Edgy but smooth. Like a well-oiled blade slicing through mediocrity.
Now, onto the tracks. You got bangers like Bez Komentarza and Inspiracje, both standing out for different reasons. Let me break it down real quick.
Bez Komentarza hits you like a freight train. No chill. No mercy. The beat slaps hard—dirty kicks and snares that feel like they’re punching you in the chest. Then there’s the flow. Dude doesn’t waste time spitting bars that cut deep. It’s not just rap; it’s an attack. Every word lands like a heavyweight jab. I remember this track because it doesn’t beg for attention—it demands it. And yeah, the remix (Bez Komentarza RMX) keeps the energy alive, adding layers without losing the original fire. Respect.
Then you got Inspiracje. This one flips the script. More introspective, more soulful—but don’t mistake that for soft. Nah, this joint still packs heat. The production is slick as hell, with beats that bounce between moody and hypnotic. When Bryza jumps in on the remix (Inspiracje Bryza Rmx), things get even crazier. He turns what was already dope into something straight-up cinematic. Feels like watching a gritty Polish crime flick unfold in your headphones. Unreal.
What sticks with me most is how these songs refuse to blend into the background. They grab you by the collar and force you to listen. There’s no filler here—just straight-up intensity from start to finish. Even the photography and artwork match the vibe perfectly. It all ties together so tight, you can tell everyone involved cared way more than they had to.
But here’s the kicker: despite its aggression, III leaves space for reflection. Maybe it’s the Polish roots shining through—or maybe it’s just good art doing its thing. Either way, it makes you think. Makes you feel.
So, if you’re tired of cookie-cutter rap albums and want something that actually challenges you, cop III. Just don’t say I didn’t warn you—it bites back. And honestly? That’s exactly why it works.
