Much of the reaction to Jay-Z’s thirteenth album, 4:44, from much of the press is that Jay – finally – has matured and is allowing himself to be shown through his music.
I know what you’re thinking.
For most of the ’90s, there was really only one hip-hop magazine that truly mattered.
“Reunited, double LP, world excited”
It wasn’t just an album release. It was an event.
They’re the dynamic duo of hip-hop.
He was the soul of G-Funk.
At some point, Wu-Tang Clan became known more as an entity – a thing – than simply music.
He was regaled as the future of lyricism.
“Who had the last verse you was always waitin’ for?”
Every time you heard an Onyx song, you knew it was coming.
In my opinion, he’s the greatest MC from the south and, honestly, it’s not even close.