An
album from back before white rappers were cool, for the most part
(“dopes get sent to the pipe/'cause I'm the baddest white boy to
ever fuckin' touch a mic”). It sounds like KMD ran into the
Pharcyde and exploded, but in a good way. You can definitely tell the
year it was released (1992) just by listening to a song or two, but
hip hop from the 90s ages really well, at least for me. The beats are
what beats should be: they sound great in their own right, but don't
overshadow the lyrics, which should be the focal point in the first
place (unless you're Madlib). I'd be hard pressed to find a single
track here that wasn't solid in all three phases: beats, lyrics, and
flow. This actually brings up a dynamic that I don't see very often:
every song is of the same good quality, so none really stick out from
the others. On most albums, there are one or two bad songs, several
decent ones, and a few really good ones that stick with you long
after you're done listening. Here, they are all equally good, so I
end up taking away less than I would had some of the songs been bad.
It's a great problem to have, but it's still weird.
Notable
songs: All of them, I guess?
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