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The 200 Greatest Hip-Hop Albums of All Time

These are the albums that have defined hip-hop history — from Run-DMC to Playboi Carti, from G-funk to drill, from the Bronx to Houston, and beyond

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Two hundred seems like an almost luxuriantly expansive number when you’re making an albums list, and in any other genre, maybe it would be. But the history of rap LPs is so rich and varied, we were forced to make some painful choices — there are so many iconic artists with deep catalogs, so many constantly evolving sounds and regional scenes. That’s one reason we limited our scope to English language hip-hop. Relatedly, a list of hip-hop-adjacent albums from the worlds of dancehall or reggaeton or grime would be fun and fascinating, and something for us to revisit down the road.

When confronted with a choice between the third (or fourth or fifth) record by a classic artist (Outkast, for instance, or A Tribe Called Quest) and an album from an artist who would make the list more interesting (The Jacka or Saba or Camp Lo), we tended to go with the latter option. The result was a list that touches on every important moment in the genre’s evolution — from compilations that honor the music’s paleo old-school days, to its artistic flourishing in the late Eighties and early Nineties with Public Enemy, De La Soul, Eric B. and Rakim and others, through the gangsta era, the rise of the South, the ascendance of larger-than-life aughts superstars like Jay-Z and Kanye West and Nicki Minaj, and on and on into more recent moments like blog-rap, emo-rap, and drill, from New York to L.A. to Houston to Chicago, and beyond.

As we dug and listened, we found ourselves a little less swayed by “golden age” mystique than we might’ve been had we done this list 10 or 15 years ago. One of the incredible things about hip-hop is that it evolves and expands faster than any other genre in music history. To a fan coming up in the era of Cardi or Tyler or Polo G or Playboi Carti, the golden age is now.

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198

KMD, ‘Mr. Hood’ (1991)

Mr. Hood is a marvel of youthful imagination, and a reflection of hip-hop’s short-lived Native Tongues era. The album is bracketed with skits featuring “Mr. Hood,” a character built from instructional records whose journey reflects brothers Zev Love X and Subroc’s evolution of knowledge of self. “I’m not your average everyday/Cotton pickin’ or bailin hay/Hoe trickin’ brother who likes to eat chicken,” asserts the latter on “Humrush,” which floats on a Sesame Street sample. Zev Love X would later find fame as MF Doom, a rapper famed for his cut-up method of lyricism. But here, it’s his accented flow and quirky punchlines that dominate, and the way he speaks “bold print like black spray paint” on “Trial ‘N Error.” —M.R.

197

Freddie Gibbs & Madlib, ‘Bandana’ (2019)

A meeting of a relentlessly down-to-earth rapper and an elusive production genius, the second summit between Gary, Indiana, MC Freddie Gibbs and iconic beat-warper Madlib is at once hard-nosed and hard to pin down. Gibbs delivers gritty, textured rhymes, while Madlib’s beats create a constantly shifting backdrop — from “Freestyle Shit,” in which the scratches and pops of an old record take a molten life of their own, to the Seventies smooth-jazz sunshine of “Crime Pays” to “Fake Names,” which shifts on a dime from spine-tingling tension to trippy beauty. Gibbs navigates every subtle, seismic change with the ease and gravity of a seasoned pro. —J.D.

196

The Jacka, ‘Tear Gas’ (2009)

Before he was murdered in 2015, The Jacka embodied Bay Area rap at its most compelling and contradictory. He was a devout Muslim who detailed the small twists of fate that define hustling in the streets, and deployed a soft, whispery voice that nevertheless evoked concrete hardness. He released dozens of projects, but Tear Gas is his most successful due to “Glamorous Lifestyle,” a hydraulic-sized anthem produced by Traxamillion and featuring San Francisco OG Andre Nickatina. Just as important are deep, reflective cuts like “Dopest Forreal,” where he raps, “It’s hopeless for real, am I the dopes for real/Or just a coke pusher, huh, hoping I live?” For all the bravado, the Jacka was able to look beyond his immediate circumstances, a talent that made his untimely demise a tragic one. —M.R.

195

Cupcakke, ‘Ephorize’ (2018)

The Chicago sex-rap savant’s rhymes are devilishly clever and comically over-the-top: “Coochie guaranteed to put you to sleep so damn soon/Ridin’ on that dick, I’m readin’ ‘Goodnight Moon,’ ” she raps on the diabolically playful “Duck Duck Goose.” Ephorize would be fun if it was just a spree of hilarious dirty one-liners, but its full of sonic surprises too — the beat on ”Cartoons” sounds like gamelan music played on an old radiator, and “Total” swerves into tropo-pop territory. Cupcakke is lyrically bold as well, from the hard-won vulnerability of “Self Interview”  to the daring pro-LGTBQ anthem “Crayons.” —J.D.

194

K’Naan, ‘The Dusty Foot Philosopher’ (2005)

“I come from the most dangerous city in this universe — you’re likely to get shot at birth,” rhymes Somali-born Canadian K’Naan on his debut album. Like the rest of The Dusty Foot Philosopher, the sentiments are neither sensationlized nor self-pitying, as K’Naan details his upbringing in war-torn Mogadishu with a light, sometimes even comic, touch. The music incorporates both traditional African instrumentation and airy funk grooves, and the first verse of “If Rap Gets Jealous” is one of hip-hop’s greatest — a summary of K’Naan’s own fuck-ups, traumas, and optimism that leads to a boast you’d be hard-pressed to get from an American MC: “I’ll tell you straightforward, I’m poor.” —C.H.

193

A$AP Rocky, ‘Live. Love. A$AP’ (2011)

Exuding an almost statuesque coolness and detachment, A$AP Rocky used his debut mixtape to show off a taste in beats that was just as impeccable as his soon-to-be-famous fashion sense. He was a New York rapper with little interest in regional allegiance or purism, landing closer to Houston than Harlem on his two hits, “Peso” and “Purple Swag.” With top producers like Clams Casino and SpaceGhostPurrp shaping the sound, Live. Love. A$AP glides by with a slo-mo grandeur that gives Rocky’s relatively banal brags and a moody, ethereal luster — as if we’re stepping inside his multimillion-dollar dream. —J.D.

192

Pop Smoke, ‘Meet the Woo’ (2019)

When he was tragically killed during a home invasion at just 20 years old, Pop Smoke was the leading light of Brooklyn’s emergent drill scene, and you can hear why on his debut mixtape. His bottomlessly gruff, coldly diabolical voice radiates unyielding menace, viscous resilience and, most powerfully, complete triumph as he navigates appropriately bare-knuckled production from U.K. drill don 808Melo. Meet the Woo contains the hits “Welcome to the Party” and “Dior,” irresistible, inescapable songs that proved Pop Smoke was a worthy heir to the throne of New York rap. —J.D.

191

Lyrics Born, ‘Later That Day’ (2003)

Tokyo-born, Berkeley-raised Tom Shimura (a.k.a. Lyrics Born) made excellent alt-rap with the duo Latyrx, most notably the depressed classic “Balcony Beach.” Shimura’s solo debut went in the opposite direction, focusing on fun and piling up grooves for days. Whether dropping tongue-twisting rhymes or indulging his gruff soul-man croon, LB is a genial host; he even makes his bad dreams sound funky as hell. A series of West Coast buddies — Joyo Velarde, Latyrx partner Lateef the Truthspeaker, Gift of Gab, Cut Chemist — drop by, but in truth everyone is invited to LB’s party: See “Callin’ Out,” a P-Funk-style anthem that, in a fair world, would be blasting from every backyard barbecue in the land. —C.H.

190

Drakeo the Ruler, ‘Cold Devil’ (2018)

Los Angeles rapper Drakeo the Ruler, who died in 2021, was one of modern hip-hop’s most evocative mumblers, working a relentlessly low-key molten flow and a persona that was at once cold-eyed and heavy-lidded. On his finest release, he raps behind, through, and outside the beat, sounding yawningly unimpressed with other rappers’ fake boasts (the hilarious “Neiman & Marcus Don’t Know You”) and even resolutely unimpressed with even his own amoral accesses (”This a fully automatic/I let my kids hold the semis,” he notes with a hey-whatever shrug). It’s the sound of a dude who refuses to conform to any rules other than his unreadable logic. —J.D.

189

Nipsey Hussle, ‘Crenshaw’ (2013)

When Nipsey Hussle released Crenshaw, he announced that limited-edition CDs would cost $100. It inspired debate about the value of music in the age of streaming; impressed by the stunt, Jay-Z bought several dozen copies. Still, Crenshaw is more than just a marketing gimmick. The music, airy and dramatic, presents a West Coast version of Rick Ross’ luxury-rap formula, with Nipsey as the hustler balling out despite long odds. On “Don’t Take Days Off,” he describes how “I grew up in a town they don’t make it out of/If you Black, you don’t live to see a man.” In light of Nipsey’s murder in 2019, those words sound haunting now. — M.R.

188

Various Artists, ‘Wild Style: Original Soundtrack’ (1983)

Charlie Ahearn’s film is justly celebrated for its joyous depiction of youths navigating the protean Bronx hip-hop scene and the downtown Manhattan art world. The soundtrack, masterminded by Ahearn and Chris Stein of Blondie, is nearly as important for creating a rare document of a mythic era. It turns the spotlight on a handful of legendary artists whose lack of recorded hits belies their importance: Grandmaster Caz and Cold Crush Brothers, the Fantastic Freaks, Double Trouble (former Funky 4 + 1 members Rodney Cee and KK Rockwell), Rammellzee, Busy Bee, and Grand Mixer D.ST. They perform in live cuts that crackle with energy – even listeners new to the old school will be dazzled by “Fantastic Freaks at the Dixie” – and bring these crucial pioneers to the forefront. —M.R.

187

Capone-N-Noreaga, ‘The War Report’ (1997)

1997’s The War Report smacked down in New Yitty when a certain kind of dyed-in-the-wool boom-bap was already past its sell-by date (Snoop had come through a couple of years earlier and crushed those buildings). There’s a buoyancy to “Stick You” that stands out from the screwface existentialism of other Queens crews from that era. N.O.R.E.’s lovable goon aura animates “T.O.N.Y.,” on which he quips, “Shoot up your block and make you know me,” like it’s the LeFrak equivalent to asking to borrow sugar. And “Channel 10” is all repentant hood hymnals over chill synths: talk about fair and balanced. —W.D.

186

Too $hort, ‘Life Is … Too $hort’ (1988)

Too $hort was hip-hop’s preeminent hustler years before he signed to Jive: His first recordings were hits in Oakland when he and Freddy B were just walking their homemade tapes around the neighborhood. Too $hort’s breakthrough album, 1988’s Life Is … Too $hort, was his fifth. The A-side was incisive and radio-ready featuring the existential title track and the slow-rolling “I Ain’t Trippin’.” The B-side was the purely X-rated freaky tales that would make him a legend: Released at the middle of the PMRC-scarred ’80s, “Cusswords” featured no tale less freaky than our narrator getting oral sex from Nancy Reagan. —C.W.

185

MC Lyte, ‘Lyte as a Rock’ (1988)

One of the greatest MCs of rap’s golden era, Brooklyn teenager MC Lyte mixed deadly swagger with deeply funky rhymes. Her 1988 debut was some of the fiercest battle braggadocio around, whether on a club banger (“Lyte as a Rock”), a feminist volley (“I Am Woman”), or a searing takedown of fellow NYC rhymer Antoinette (“10% Dis”). The album handily includes her 1987 breakthrough, the oft-sampled anti-drug saga “I Cram to Understand U (Sam),” but the highlight is “Paper Thin,” an influential, fire-breathing rhyme spree that has since been reinterpreted by both Missy Elliott and Bahamadia. —C.W.

184

Saba, ‘Care for Me’ (2018)

“Write it away, write it away/I just got tired of running away, running away,” Saba harmonizes on “Calligraphy,” just before he reveals that an obituary for one of his friends hangs on his wall. Details like this reveal how Care for Me is cloaked in grief over the loss of loved ones, attempts to build relationships with damaged people like “Broken Girls,” and struggles with depression. “Sometimes I fuckin’ hate Chicago ‘cause I hate this feeling,” he yells mournfully on “Prom / King.” By tying Care for Me to a singular place, Saba gives voice to a generation traumatized by everyday violence and death yet determined to utilize emotional sensitivity instead of anger to survive it all. —M.R.

183

Camp Lo, ‘Uptown Saturday Night’ (1997)

Camp Lo’s Uptown Saturday Night is a kaleidoscopic blast of old-head energy — a colorful throwback to simpler times. The rub is that it was released during one of the most vexing periods in rap history — the hustle-centric peak of the Bad Boy era. “Krystal Karrington” exudes a rambunctious hostile-takeover vibe, like a pimped-out French Connection. And “Black Nostaljak AKA Come On” pairs a swank sax blurt with seductive strings, over which Geechie Suede and Sonny Cheeba trade Mackish barbs that make you feel like you stepped into a blue-from-aging old Jet issue in some around-the-way barbershop. —W.D.

182

Gucci Mane, ‘Chicken Talk’ (2006)

There is staying on your grind, and then there is Gucci Mane. In the beginning, there was Chicken Talk, the first of what became a whopping 74 mixtapes from this Atlanta phenomenon (not to mention 15 studio albums, a few comps, and dozens upon dozens of singles and features). For many fans, the first remains the best, a funny, movie-length ode to drugs, guns, the South, and everything that comes with it. Songs like “745” and “Swing My Door” made it a key document in the evolution of both internet-era mixtape culture in general and trap in particular. —J.G.

181

Various Artists, ‘Soundbombing II’ (1999)

Not too long before the city was attacked and the planet went to hell, New York’s Rawkus Records gave us the greatest hip-hop compilation ever: no skips or runners-up. You could file Soundbombing II under “backpack rap” if you were lazy. But the comp also features an Eminem all-timer (“Any Man”), Common and Sadat X at their cinematic finest (“1-9-9-9”), and the best song ever written about a political assassination (Pharoahe Monch’s “Mayor”). Soundbombing II isn’t on the big streamers, making the haze of bygone greatness all the more intense. But this album is a peak, and worth the climb to find it. —N.S.

180

Little Simz, ‘Sometimes I Might Be Introvert’ (2021)

Fast like an automatic rifle, raw like an open wound, witty as a stand-up comic, more profound than your preacher, Little Simz has talent that would be borderline intimidating … if her songs weren’t so damn hot. From the Afrobeat-inspired anthem “Point and Kill” to the soulful “Woman,” Sometimes I Might Be Introvert is one banger after the next. And each tune reveals a new layer, especially the searing “I Love You, I Hate You”: “Too much unsaid, now the silence givin’ me headaches/Only through speech can we let go of all this dead weight … Hard to not carry these feelings, even on my best days/Never thought my parent would give me my first heartbreak.” Only a virtuoso like Simz could make grappling with her dad so funky. —N.S.

179

Freestyle Fellowship, ‘To Whom It May Concern…’ (1991)

Recruited by rapper-producer J-Sumbi to make an album together, Myka Nine, Aceyalone, P.E.A.C.E, and Self Jupiter were less a longstanding group than four rap talents burning down appearances at the Good Life Café in Los Angeles. To Whom It May Concern… captures the four men in several solo showcases: There’s Myka’s show-stopping evocation of Biblical apocalypse on “7th Seal,” Sumbi’s “Sunshine Men” treatise on corporate sellouts, and Aceyalone’s twisty, flowing “My Fantasy.” However, the group unites for “We Will Not Tolerate,” a chant against white supremacy set over the beat from Run-DMC’s “It’s Like That.” Positioning hip-hop lyricism as a vocal expression akin to jazz, the Freestyle Fellowship’s impact proved lasting, and their influence resonates in underground, left-of-center rap music today. —M.R.

178

E-40, ‘In a Major Way’ (1995)

Over his 28 albums, E-40 has proven himself to be hip-hop’s most consistently brilliant MC, a totem of independent hustle and a game-spitter welcome inside multiple generations. His second album, 1995’s In a Major Way, helped popularize so much of what rappers still love today: hyper-specific tales of drug sales, the slow-creeping pulse of Bay Area “mobb music” and — probably more than any MC in history — dictionaries full of colorful slang and inventive word tweaks. “Fifty-nine clip kizzartridge, you know I’m pizzackin’/In the mornin’, cookin’ bacon/In the ghetto in the bulletproof apron.” —C.W.

177

Gravediggaz, ‘6 Feet Deep’ (1994)

As a major label-backed attempt to bring horrorcore to the mainstream, Gravediggaz were a notable failure. But plenty of heads found pleasure in this bugged-out satire of hardcore values, fire-and-brimstone theology, and horror movie tropes. Producer Prince Paul and rappers the RZA, Frukwan, and Too Poetic conjure an East Coast response to the “Chuckie” antics of regional acts like the Geto Boys, resulting in pulpy and decidedly un-PC antics like “Diary of a Madman,” “1-800 Suicide,” and “2 Cups of Blood.” It’s a fun and ridiculously gory B-boy trip. —M.R.

176

Westside Gunn, ‘Flygod’ (2016)

Westside Gunn seemed to emerge fully formed with Flygod, offering a memorable take on the low-fi/street-rap style popularized by the likes of Prodigy and Roc Marciano. In fact, the Buffalo, New York, rapper toiled in the East Coast underground for over a decade and built a buzz before his official debut album made heads around the world take notice with unexpected cameos like turntablist hero DJ Qbert, dreamy samples from Daringer and the Alchemist, and Westside Gunn’s wheezy, off-kilter flow depicting a life of hypebeast fashion and hood politics. “Gustavo,” a languid and mesmeric pairing with poet Keisha Plum, is a slice of thug-rap perfection. —M.R.

175

Roxanne Shanté, ‘Bad Sister’ ( 1989)

Perhaps the fiercest freestyle rapper of the mid-late 1980s, Queens teen prodigy Lolita “Shanté” Gooden battled her toughest foe, sexism, for years before her debut LP showed up. Juice Crew producer Marley Marl relied on archetypal funk breaks (using Lyn Collins “Think [About It]” on three different songs) for Shanté to spit it and quit. Her old-school playground sass, pitiless flow, and casually eviscerating wit turned songs like “Bad Sister,” “Live on Stage,” “Have a Nice Day,” and “Go on Girl” into giddy celebrations. —C.A. 

174

Cam’ron, ‘Purple Haze’ (2004)

Harlem native Cam’ron is one of East Coast hip-hop’s great outliers — gangsta swagger cut with druggy surrealism. And for a while there, he was on his hustle like a true New Yorker, cranking out albums, singles, and features at astounding speed (not to mention getting the streets to wear pink and endorsing Sizzurp Liquer with his crew Dipset). Purple Haze was the peak of classic-era Cam, somehow shoring up his delivery and getting weirder for it. Check out the impossibly smooth “Killa Cam,” the classic early Kayne track “Down and Out,” the Hill Street Blues interpolation on “Harlem Streets” and, uh, a mangled Cyndi Lauper sample on “Girls.” —J.G.

173

Mac Miller, ‘The Divine Feminine’ (2016)

Mac Miller’s emergence from frat-rapper to the sensitive, sentimentalist you hear on this album was fitful. But with The Divine Feminine he found his voice, exploring the ups and downs of love on songs like “Dang!,” “Stay,” and the Ariana Grande duet “My Favorite Part.” With assists from Anderson .Paak and pianist Robert Glasper, the sound was appropriately gracious and sumptuous, with shades of jazz and R&B offering a lush backdrop for Miller to prove his bona fides as a generously smooth dude who’s heart was pretty much always in the right place. —J.D.

172

Flo Milli, ‘Ho, Why Is You Here?’ (2020)

Flo Milli’s 2020 debut mixtape is full of viral-ready bars that boldly introduce us to a legit young original. The Mobile, Alabama, native flexes on the single “Beef FloMix,” spitting, “Can’t do no broke ho, they give me allergies/But I know they love my personality.” On “In the Party,” she makes being a homewrecker (”La, la, la, la, la, la, yeah, bitch, I got your man”) sound as soothing as a ratchet lullaby. And the TikTok megahit “Weak” is a colossal flex, where the 22-year-old runs down a laundry list of sprung suitors over a lush reboot of SWV’s “Weak.” —W.D.

171

Marley Marl, ‘In Control, Volume 1’ (1988)

Not just a showcase for the funkiest producer of the early sampling era, not just the first attempt by a rap producer to step out as an artist, but a platform for the entire Juice Crew umbrella, easily the most powerful and virtuosic rap crew of the late Eighties. “The Symphony,” featuring Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, and Big Daddy Kane, stands to this day as the greatest “posse cut” ever committed to wax. Roxanne Shanté (“Wack Itt”), Biz Markie (“We Write the Songs”), Intelligent Hoodlum (“The Rebel”), and MC Shan (“Freedom”) all get spotlights over Marley’s beats, testaments to the power of minimalism, experimentation, and finely chopped drums. —C.W.

170

Big K.R.I.T., ‘Krit Wuz Here’ (2010)

By 2010, when this Mississippi talent released this, his sixth mixtape, rap blogs had crowned him king of the South. They weren’t wrong — it was genuinely exciting to hear yet another MC/beatmaker who felt like pure potential explode out of somewhere that wasn’t Atlanta or Houston. Check out the self-defining “Country Shit,” the thoughtful “Children of the World,” and the terrific “Hometown Hero,” a riff on Friday Night Lights and the complexities of small-bore fame that sums up everything important about book/movie/show in less than three and a half minutes. —J.G.

169

Goodie Mob, ‘Soul Food’ (1995)

Goodie Mob got their start appearing on Outkast’s 1994 debut, Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik. Working with Outkast’s go-to producers the Dungeon Family, the Atlanta crew’s own debut set realist, at times politically tinged, rhymes to earthy, soul-steeped Dirty South production, rapping about life in low-income housing, prison overcrowding, and Geto Boys-style psychological trauma. Raspy-voiced leader CeeLo Green (who opens the album with the prayerfully bluesy “Free”) would become a breakout star, and later a justly canceled music industry pariah. But Soul Food remains a gripping listen that played an undeniable role in the development of Southern rap. —J.D.

168

Mach-Hommy, ‘Pray for Haiti’ (2021)

Pray for Haiti is a bar-heavy opus from one of rap’s most gifted lyricists. Mach-Hommy raps in a plaintive, patois-laced tone that makes every expressive one-liner take up permanent space in your brain. On “No Blood No Sweat,” he excoriates the opps, scoffing, “My merchandise is like the Louis store, yours is more V.I.M./Only go there when I need buy Timbs.” And the humid “Makrel Jaxon,” which finesses a fire Beatles reference out of random gun talk (”You thought you was the best on the drums, meet Ringo”), is a lively, long-hot-summer-invoking slap. We’re indeed blessed by Pray for Haiti. —W.D.

167

Above the Law, ‘Black Mafia Life’ (1993)

Above the Law’s second album offers proof that Dr. Dre isn’t the singular figure behind the G-funk sound. Released a few months after The Chronic, it finds group leader Cold 187um, KMG, and DJ Go Mack reworking similar elements — classic funk interpolations as well as wholly original music, unrepentant gangsta rhymes, and a little bit of raggamuffin courtesy of longtime collaborator Kokane — into a singularly bludgeoning experience. “Pimpology 101” turns down the raps altogether in favor of instrumental vibes, while “Pimp Clinic” samples from Parliament’s “Mothership Connection (Star Child),” same as Dre’s “Let Me Ride.” Guests like 2Pac and Money B from Digital Underground appear on the riveting cipher session “Call It What U Want,” contributing to this underrated gem. —M.R.

166

Childish Gambino, ‘Because the Internet’ (2013)

Already a star thanks to his role on Community, Donald Glover (a.k.a. Childish Gambino) released his second full-length studio album in 2013. (There was a mixtape called Royalty in between this and the 2011 album Camp.) Armed with kaleidoscopic production and featuring guest spots from Chance the Rapper and Azealia Banks, Because the Internet seemed to vex and amuse critics in equal measure, the level of Glover’s creativity and fame in other fields putting a question mark over an album that still managed to go gold. His music would get more ambitious (see his Grammy-winning 2018 single “This Is America”). But there’s a backpack full of ideas here, spilling out all over your room. —J.G.

165

Cannibal Ox, ‘The Cold Vein’ (2001)

Mentored by producer El-P — whose group Company Flow broke up just as The Cold Vein was being completed — Vast Aire and Vordul Mega represented a generation of subterranean MCs more focused on crafting evocative lyrics than editorializing about a lack of mainstream attention. With its allusions to inner-city deprivation, pop-culture metaphors, densely cryptic verses, and noisy, astringent beats, the trio’s album together defined New York indie rap for years, even as they eventually split over money and credit. “Iron Galaxy” elevates the two rappers’ personal struggles to cosmos-level conflict, while songs like “Battle for Asgard” and “A B-Boy’s Alpha” burn with hallucinatory sci-fi intensity. It’s a brilliant snapshot of pre-9/11 New York, a city fracturing underneath its moneyed surface. —M.R.

164

Schoolboy Q, ‘Blank Face’ (2016)

On this contemporary gangsta rap classic, Schoolboy Q took a giant leap out of the shadow of Top Dawg labelmate Kendrick Lamar with his sharp eye for detail, mournful choice of beats, and nimble raps, painting street life with an unflinching eye and a heavy heart. Smash single “That Part” is classic braggadocio, but the album juxtaposes his hard exterior with regrets, struggles, complaints, paranoia, and fears. “[H]ope was all that I needed, dreamin’ myself to work,” he raps on “Lord Have Mercy, “‘Cause workin’ to fail was better than bullet holes in my shirt.” —C.W.

163

UGK, ‘Super Tight…’ (1994)

Super Tight… is one of a handful of albums that helped define a uniquely Southern street-oriented sound. Credit goes to the late rapper-producer Pimp C, who crafted a sound informed by bluesy soul, gospel fervor, and plenty of Hammond B-3 organ. On “Front, Back & Side to Side,” Pimp C and Bun B pen the ultimate tribute to Texas car culture, complete with “candy paint” body paint and “flippin’ switches” to boost hydraulics. Life is a nonstop celebration on “It’s Supposed to Bubble,” but on “Three Sixteens,” the two and DJ DMD make gun-toting threats with funky worm melodies and raw aggression. UGK’s Port Arthur stomping ground is a place of fascination on Super Tight…, one where squares need not apply. —M.R.

162

Tierra Whack, ‘Whack World’ (2018)

The shortest album on this list, clocking in at just 15 minutes, but it’s one of the most imaginative, gently pushing the hip-hop-soul tradition into bold new plateau. Philadelphia’s Tierra Whack unspooled a series of one-minute vignettes (each with its own video), at once brash and dreamy, steely yet boldly introspective — a maximalist minimalism of the first order. “Pet Cemetery” honors her deceased dog over a bouncing piano; “Fuck Off” woozily dispenses with a no-good man as her voice slips into a comic drawl; “Pretty Ugly” distills and celebrates her down-to-earth surrealist aesthetic. Whack made her own little corner of the world seem like heaven. —J.D.

161

Polo G, ‘Die a Legend’ (2019)

Polo G’s debut project finds him traumatized by his past yet unwilling to leave it behind. The Chicago rapper admits to sleepless nights while boasting, “I was in the trenches with them gravediggers.” His collaboration with Lil Tjay, “Pop Out,” was one of the most ominous Billboard rap hits of the year, with the duo claiming that they’ll put one in your brain with pronounced menace. Other tracks find Polo G luxuriating in the trappings of success — Rolls-Royce Wraiths, one-night stands — wary of hangers-on who want something from him. It all makes for an unsettling yet compelling debut, a blend of raps and melodies that stands out in the drill rap era. —M.R.

160

Big L, ‘Lifestylez ov da Poor & Dangerous’ (1995)

Before his 1999 death, Lamont “Big L” Coleman viewed New York City as a flickering film noir in fast-forward. Over dank funk, warped jazz, and snares that hit like an aural stop-and-frisk (produced by his D.I.T.C. crew), the 21-year-old Harlem MC articulated his lyrics as if they were dum-dum bullets exploding your false reality. On “All Black,” as Lord Finesse’s prelude-for-zombies droned, he stated matter-of-factly: “Yo, once again it’s the Big L, that kid who got much props from killing corrupt cops with motherfuckin’ buckshots.” —C.A.

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Handsome Boy Modeling School, ‘So…How’s Your Girl?’ (1999)

Part rap album, part twisted art-pop experiment, and part excuse to wear fake mustaches and sample Chris Elliott, this collaboration between quirky hip-hop producers Prince Paul and Dan the Automator is a kitschy pan-genre classic with an all-star cast of hipsters, weirdos, iconoclasts, and virtuosos. Cibo Matto singer Miho Hatori gets Beastie Boy Mike D as her hypeman, indie-rap hero J-Live gets lyrical alongside trip-hopper Róisín Murphy, and digital hardcore misfit Alec Empire knocks an El-P verse out of the pocket (much to the latter’s chagrin). —C.W.

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Devin the Dude, ‘Just Tryin ta Live’ (2002)

If rap’s storied history were comprised of film characters, Houston’s Devin the Dude would be The Big Lebowski’s “Dude.” The terminally relaxed MC remains criminally underrated, but few of rap’s preeminent stoners can hold a candle, or spliff, to Devin’s laid-back philosophizing. Just Tryin ta Live, Devin’s 2002 album featuring the cult hit “Doobie Ashtray,” is a primer on keeping the session going. “What you gonna do when the people go home/And you want to smoke weed but the reefer’s all gone,” Devin croons. He’s got the charisma to make getting to the end of your stash seem existential. —J.I.

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Danny Brown, ‘XXX’ (2011)

Detroit trickster Danny Brown made quite a splash in rap’s more rarified precincts with XXX, declaring himself the “Adderall Admiral” and sampling U.K. post-punk band This Heat. Brown raps about doing not-nice things to Sarah Palin and depicts drugs as both a life force and a dead end (“Experimented so much it’s a miracle I’m livin’”). Producer Paul White’s ostentatiously dingy, electro-damaged tracks add to the sense of harried desperation. Brown isn’t just in it for shocking kicks; “Scrap or Die,” about stripping and selling the decaying innards of abandoned houses, makes Upper Midwest post-industrial fallout seem as gruelingly real as any Least Coast stickup fantasy. —J.D.

156

DJ Quik, ‘Quik Is the Name’ (1991)

When rapper and producer DJ Quik opened his debut album with the raunchy party cut “Sweet Black Pussy,” he signaled that he was more than just another L.A. reality rapper. To be certain, he could kick hardcore, too: See “Born and Raised in Compton,” where he threatens retribution against a “clucker” who stole his equipment. More typical is “Tonite,” where he gets so drunk that he suffers a crushing hangover, and “Tha Bombudd,” where he celebrates his love of weed in a mock-reggae lilt. The instrumental track “Quik’s Groove” is further evidence that Quik’s dynamic musicianship offers funky multitudes that can’t be limited by “gangsta rap” stereotypes. —M.R.

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Jeru the Damaja, ‘The Sun Rises in the East’ (1994)

Jeru’s debut is the platonic ideal of a certain kind of golden age hip-hop album: big beats, righteous lyrics, extremely serious vibe. Produced entirely by DJ Premier, the beats are the very definition of boom bap, while Jeru’s shtick tends toward teaching (“You Can’t Stop the Prophet,” the single “Come Clean,” “Ain’t the Devil Happy”) rather than pleasure-seeking. Jeru doubled down on this sort of thing to lesser effect on the amazingly titled 1996 follow-up, Wrath of the Math, but the debut remains a fist of fury. —J.G. 

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Steinski, ‘What Does It All Mean? 1983-2006 Retrospective’ (2008)

For a certain kind of music nerd, What Does It All Mean? is a foundational text. Steve Stein was half of the masterful remix duo Double Dee and Steinski when he started blending all sorts of weird and copyright-ignoring soundbites (instructional records! speeches!) into early hip-hop. The result was one of pop music’s “Wait, you can just do that?” revelations via songs that were hearable only if you knew where to find them. A massive influence on hip-hop production in general, mash-up culture in particular, and anyone who has ever used the phrase “culture jammer,” this collection is packed with danceable collages that could have been made tomorrow. —J.G.

153

Eazy E, ‘Eazy-Duz-It’ (1988)

Dropping a mere three months after N.W.A’s Straight Outta Compton, Eazy-Duz-It was that album’s grimier, sketchier cousin, trading street politics for increasingly tasteless jokes. The creative team was essentially the same as Compton, with MC Ren writing the majority of the lyrics, and Dre and Yella adding more detail to their once-minimalist beats. Still, it became an underground classic — you can see its DNA everywhere from Kanye to trap. Eazy died March 26, 1995, of complications related to AIDS. —J.G.

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Rae Sremmurd, ‘SremmLife’ (2015)

These Mississippi twins would go on to make more extravagantly ambitious music, but the ebullience of their debut embodies pure pop-rap joy like few records in recent memory. They lace ludicrous boasts like “Better run for cover!/Might run for governor!” over Mike Will Made It’s dreamily brash tracks, drop the killer hit “No Flex Zone,” and celebrate new stardom with a zeal you can’t help but get behind. Even “Up Like Trump” still sounds great — one of the few times that clown has actually been convincingly associated with winning. —J.D.

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Lil Nas X, ‘Montero’ (2021)

It took a year and half after his hick-hop masterstroke “Old Town Road,” but his debut LP was every bit as thrilling as his elastic persona. Lil Nas X rapped about his up-from-nothing, brought on Jack Harlow for the heroic ode to his own ambition (“Industry Baby”), partied it up with Megan Thee Stallion on the crunked-up, camped-up “Dolla Sign Slime,” and explored his own struggles and insecurities, mixing the Southern rap tradition of his native Atlanta with a post-Drake-era sense of self-revelation that gave his outsize gestures a relatable gravity. —J.D.