Inconspicuousness notwithstanding, Pretty Girls Like Trap Music is among Epps' most significant and enjoyable work.
Although Too Cozy sometimes feels like a mixtape -- with the sheer amount of voices that casually pop up on its 17 tracks -- the cohesive vibe and swaggering passion make it a fun listen for fans of any of the two-dozen artists showing off their skills.
While I Decided. may not light up the club like his past efforts, it shines a different, more nurturing light onto deeper parts of his soul.
A record that never shies away from facing injustice but focuses on a different aspect of activism: inner transformation.
While hints of this direction were already present on Nostalgic -- a few subtly catchy hooks and a lyrical dexterity ahead of his peers -- Imperial presents Curry as a figure set to dominate his contemporaries with sheer skill and personality.
Raskit is by far the most captivating, powerful release from Dizzee Rascal in at least a decade. It certainly won't spawn four number one U.K. pop hits the way his platinum-selling fourth album, Tongue N' Cheek, did, but it's a necessary re-evaluation and re-focus of his talents, and proves that he's far from finished.
When digested with Future, HNDRXX shows listeners what lies beneath the veneer and posturing, a brief look at the struggles one man must face when the party ends.
While works like Everybody Looking and Woptober were competent and enjoyable trap exercises, they were yet more of the same, two more albums that were mostly interchangeable with The Return of the East Atlanta Santa and Drop Top Wop. Which is why Mr. Davis stands out as perhaps his best post-prison effort: the songs pop, the production is memorable, and the guests weave effortlessly into their respective tracks without detracting from Gucci's signature delivery.
Filled with references to profit and forms of pride granted by birth and earned by hustling, 4:44 nonetheless is an unglamorous set well suited for solitary and reflective late-night listening.
All-Amerikkkan Bada$$ is the sound of a young rapper finding a voice and higher purpose, an exciting and powerfully insightful statement.
Perception is a heavy and serious listen, but fortunately it's never dull, mostly due to the density of NF's continually engrossing lyrics.
Oddisee's keen ear for both vocal and melodic hooks becomes something of a test, a challenge even, to divide those who critically analyze and those who just want to hear a good beat.
Laila's Wisdom is Evans' lyrically broadest and musically richest work, yet it doesn't have the sprawling quality of the first album.
Furious and hungry -- with endlessly quotable lyrical zingers to spare -- RTJ3's potency isn't as immediate as RTJ2. However, once it digs its claws in, RTJ3 reveals itself as their best work to date.
Compared to Lese Majesty, this similarly concise set is a bit murkier and only slightly less enticing.
The Autobiography is both rangy and controlled. On the mike, Mensa is ceaselessly impassioned.
Big Fish Theory cements Staples' status as one of the most talented and forward-thinking voices in rap in the late 2010s.
Simply put, Godfather is a solid hour of what Wiley does best. The album is energetic, triumphant, and constantly thrilling. The rhymes are brash, confident, and direct, and the beats are tough yet intricate and playful.