Kweli‘s penchant for packing tons of syllables into a single bar used to get away from him, making him sound like he was about to lose his breath a lot of the time. He’s gotten away from that a lot, but when he does it here, it sounds more like urgency than verbosity. This was one of my favorite hip-hop songs of 2010, and it’s Kweli at his best: smart, pointed, angry.
Random Midday Hotness: Ballad of the Black Gold.
Gene "G.D." Demby is the founder and editor of PostBourgie. In his day job, he blogs and reports on race and ethnicity for NPR's Code Switch team.
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