Mr. Daniel’s latest is a placeholder that holds its own distinction.
Stepping out of church to call out the state.
The collaboration album ultimately suffers from too many cooks in the kitchen.
Like (rap) father, like son.
Serving up a buffet of sounds on a stellar debut.
Two songs is a project now? Let's get it then, Mr. Glover!
Dope raps to bump on your iPod Classic.
Substance for all the other rap alternatives.
#DXCLUSIVE: Gone, but not forgotten.
Authentic tunes for lovers and thugs alike.
Primetime MCs and cinema is always a great mix.
Enough thug tears to fill a river.
Rappers, squash your beefs. C'mon!
It's all about execution. Chi-Chi, get the yayo.
Behold Oktane-fueled tunes that are worth the Price of admission.
A yawn-inducing project live from the trap.
Don't let your nostalgia clutter your thinking (or your dresser).
Minnesota's very own looks to stake their claim in mainstream rap.
Bars so zany, they’ll have you saying “Only Lil Wayne…”
Entertaining but not sustaining.
The HBK rapper sticks to vague sentiments, achieving the lowest common denominator effect.