Is this the moment that hip-hop jumped the shark, so to speak?
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11/6/2025, 11:23:44 PM
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>>128372572 (OP)
This is actually good though
Anonymous
11/6/2025, 11:29:28 PM
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>>128375228
>>128372572 (OP)
No but it's the moment hip-hop peaked
Anonymous
11/7/2025, 12:42:40 AM
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>>128372572 (OP)
objectively one of the best hip-hop albums ever
Anonymous
11/7/2025, 3:15:28 AM
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>>128372572 (OP)
Bombs over Baghdad sucks, and I don't know what everyone sees in it.
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11/7/2025, 3:49:49 AM
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>>128372572 (OP)
No. You can tell Andre was listening to a lot of Prince when making it though.
Anonymous
11/7/2025, 3:59:17 AM
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>>128372572 (OP)
What's your favorite track from this that wasn't a single?
Anonymous
11/7/2025, 3:59:53 AM
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>>128372572 (OP)
Ms. Jackson is annoying.
I can see why they released it, it's catchy as hell, but it doesn't really fit with t=the rest of their music and the video is irritating af
Anonymous
11/7/2025, 4:43:44 AM
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>>128372699
No it isnt. The start of their massive fall off. But you casuals loved this and all their pop bs that followed. Lmao
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Anonymous
11/7/2025, 6:07:32 AM
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OutKast is decent, but pop. Hip-hop with Get Rich Or Die Trying.
Anonymous
11/7/2025, 6:09:01 AM
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>>128372572 (OP)
No that was To Pimp a Butterfly
Anonymous
11/7/2025, 6:15:04 AM
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Stankonia [LaFace/Arista, 2000]
Comic and expansive, P-Funk were '60s from their psychedelic universalism to their rock dreams. OutKast are straight outta the Reaganism that immiserated underclass blacks who could still laugh at Star Child back when. They still take gangsta's Reaganomic equation of crime and self-help too seriously, which imparts cred as it narrows the grand good time they have whether they're petitioning their babygranny or loving deez hoez "from the wigs to the fake eyes to the fake nails down to the toes." But on this album their realism and high spirits drive each other higher. There's more bounce-to-the-ounce and less molasses in the jams, more delight and less braggadocio in the raps. Ever the happiness salesman, Big Boi would like you to know that every song has a hook. Dre's chief interest is the ideas. Drawl this very fast: "Speeches only reaches those who already know about it/This is how we go about it." A
Anonymous
11/7/2025, 6:19:59 AM
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maybe in the mainstream, that album is pretty fucking good and off the wall for such a well known group, i still like atliens more though
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11/7/2025, 6:28:44 AM
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>>128372572 (OP)
wouldn't say that at all. don't pretend that outkast didn't step over alot of artist to sell this record. look at 8ball mjg. Don't want to talk about this
Anonymous
11/7/2025, 6:35:32 AM
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Not at all, but it is the moment Outkast became overrated
Anonymous
11/7/2025, 8:22:28 AM
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Inslumnational, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!)
Like a million elephants or silverback orangutans
You can't stop the train
Who want some? Don't come unprepared
I'll be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household name
Weatherman tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hit somersaults without the net
But this'll be the year that we won't forget
The 1-9-9-9 Anno Domini, anything goes
Be what you wanna be as long as you know
Consequences are given for livin'
The fence is too high to jump in jail
Too low to dig, I might just touch hell—hot!
Get a life, now they on sale
Then I might cast you a spell
Look at what came in the mail
A scale and some Arm & Hammer
Soul-gold grill and a baby mama
Black Cadillac and a pack of Pampers
Stack of questions with no answers
Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS
Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days
Get back home, things are wrong
Well not really, it was bad all along
Before you left adds up to a ball of power
Thoughts at a thousand miles per hour
Hello, ghetto, let yo' brain breathe
Believe there's always mo', ow!