Got The Whole Block Mad At Me...

Though today's top hit topography certainly suggests otherwise, at one time it was damn near blasphemous to bang down south music in the northeast. But my co-d Ross always knew what time it was. I ain't ashamed to say that "trill" was a part of our regular vocab back in '01. So of course you know my man had much love for the Slow Mo. This right here is a criminally slept-on banger that grows betters with age like a fine jailhouse fine. It truly embodies all that is so unique about the Block Beataz and their team: highly creative while refreshingly familiar, richly textured and diverse while retaining cohesion. And who knew anybody could flip SWV into somethin so cool yet sinister.

Without a doubt the perfect soundtrack to whippin the Cutlass Ciera down Broad Street late night in light rain with a choppa in the trunk. R.I.P./R.I.U. to the General.

"Doin My Dirt"