Outkast's second album sanded some of the rough edges of their debut. The production's gotten spacier: less funk, more soul. The gangta stuff's gone, the interludes too, it's just all just smooth, hell, even sexy in places.
What's intact is the easy reminiscence of southern details - food, cars, neighborhoods, scenes. And that cadence, locked in, intricate rhymes pour out effortlessly. Two dudes deeply comfortable in their own skin 3.5/5
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