1. Frank Ocean – “Pyramids”
A self-produced, ten-minute, time-traveling, dizzying, dual-act, epic tale of two Cleopatras - the first half is a synth-driven cheetah chase through Ancient Egypt, the second is a slow-burn stripper anthem set in low-budget motels and divey booty clubs some two thousand years later - the scope of which no other song came close to in 2012, proves to be Ocean’s magnum opus, a literary watershed moment for this new wave of R&B, spellbinding storytelling the genre hasn’t seen since Prince’s Purple Rain, and solidifies the young artist as the upper-echelon singer-songwriter of, at the very least, the moment, and just perhaps, his generation.
“Top-floor motel suite, twisting my cigars / Floor-model TV with the VCR / Got rubies in my damn chain / Whip ain’t got no gas tank, but it still got wood grain / Got your girl working for me / Hit the strip and my bills paid”