N2Deep were my favorite white rappers ever for a long time, because when everyone was still riding the jock of how MC Serch was the greatest white rapper ever, they had a fuckin' tape where all they did was rhyme about fucking chicks and drinking beer. And they had a fuckin' Chrysler on their cover. I even remember reading in The Source or something about how it was a sign that America was so racist that a single like N2Deep's title track off this album, with the very obvious sample popularly used by Public Enemy on It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back, could go platinum while Eric B & Rakim were lucky to go gold. Whatever. The west coast has always got shat upon, and white rappers, in order to be taken most seriously, like Serch and Paul Wall, have to be reverse Uncle Toms or some shit. Not that N2Deep weren't reverse Uncle Toms to an extent, but fuck, what a simple and lovely album it was. I still play that shit regularly, and still couldn't tell you their two names or how to differentiate them. All white people look alike to me anyways.
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