You know, going back and listening to this, as well as other early Outkast... they don't really stand the test of time. Now, I'll admit, I'm an avid anti-hipster (which is the new hipsterism, or the new pink if you will, which replaced the old black from what I was told), so maybe I just got sick of goofs trying to talk about how great that crappy Speakerboxxx/Love Below album was, when in actually, it might've been lucky to be the fourth best Outkast album. But all this is unimportant, because when I put on "Player's Ball" I had memories of two dope dudes walking by Cadillacs wearing Braves gear coming with a new rapid-fire style I hadn't heard. It hit the turntable and span and as I watched the Laface logo do circles, I couldn't believe how unimpressed I was. I guess time moved on and that style became so fuckin' commonplace that I don't even like hearing it. Oh well, Outkast was great and at least they were for-real great at some point - and a long point even - rather than being like Rick Ross or Dipset where they are fake-hyped great until people realize that MC Emperor has no fuckin' Fubu on.
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