An album so good that it's arguably the only thing keeping people interested in Snoop even though it was released 19 years ago- although I'd argue that his persona appeals beyond his g-funk and that COME ON, PAID THA COST TO BE DA BOSS WAS SOME EXCELLENT LAID BACK 000S WEST COAST SHIT
Some might say it betters The Chronic in terms of GODLY production, and I like it more even though it's less experimental, others argue that the nihilistic lyrical content was culturally important citing who am I, what's my name? as a great example of African American existential anxiety where the answer is a dog, subservient but in the position to be subversive as an all-inclusive partier where radicals (Cube) held onto an elitist you're all wrong position, alienating him from those he thought he was liberating, others (it's an old album) look at the guy behind the persona (as you have to do with rappers) and cite the nasty, nihilistic g-funk as dealing more with personal anxiety, frustration, and depression than anything gangsta oriented, making Doggystyle the Nevermind of rap (or something)- and others like it because Snoop graces the mic with Slick Rick's storytelling and laid-back fluidity but updates the shit out of it (it's the 90s after all) and it's the first and last time he'd ever be greeted with such perfect beats. Detractors note the ignorant nihilism and abhorrent sexism as negatives, but combining a few of the arguments listed earlier we can support it if we need to but I don't really feel the need. It's too good.
A+
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