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1 January, 1997@12:00 am
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How the hell did this end up on Rhyme Sayers? I think someone f*cked up their Rolodex because this sounds like some Roc-A-Fella  sh*t far more than the kind of cerebral, “genius rap” that we tend to associate with Minnesota’s finest. I mean, no offense to Musab  but if Jay-Z comes knocking, asking for his flow back, Musab better be ready to cop to the fact that his whole delivery pattern is practically xeroxed from the New York book of rhymes. That goes for content to as he tries to pull cards of frontin’ women and men on “Actin’ Rich” (applause for the concept, but execution gets a yawn), or boasting about his jiggy sex skills on “Guard Your Harem”. Only “Where My Mama Chill” really impressed me with its soul-touched beat and Musab’s attempt to come with some street narratives. But rilly dough? This is a weird and forgettable aberration for a label that seems to stand against all that this 12″ represents.

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