Look man, I do most of my listening at the computer while I work, so there was never going to be a place for an album this narrative-driven in the best case scenario and this is not the best case scenario because somehow it's already goddamn Thursday night and I've got to get to bed. It's spoken word poetry back before the notion of poetry slam was a punchline in a Freddie Prinze Jr. movie. The dude can turn a phrase, and it's nice to know that podcasts have always existed, but that's about as far as your humble can take it this week. Send an air mail special delivery from the homeland saying "Nate Dogg phoned this one in." I'll say this: he ain't no Gil Scott-Heron, but there's got to be a good reason that Gil Scott-Heron is the only dude who folks like me (white hipsters) can reference when talking about this genre.
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