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UGK - "Undergound Kingz"
by William Ashanti Hobbs
author and co-owner of Meroen
Press
September 2007
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If there is indeed a season for non-PC, guilty pleasures,
then the season for chest-thumping, thugged-out
southern rap has lasted for over 16 years. (Yes,
that's before the 1994 debut of Outkast's Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik".)
Along with Houston's Ghetto Boyz, the H-town's own
UGK can be credited with that distinction and look
to serve notice to the unaware with the double disc
"Underground Kingz".
Members Bun B and Pimp C have established southern
twang and all that is "trill" (their
slang for anything true and real). Such "trillitivity"
consists of whiskey-strong tales of shameless
pimpin', crushing snitches and bemoaning/celebrating
the struggles/glamour of illegal living. Just
when the comic-book like aggression convinces
you they're on knucklehead overdrive, they come
with a unique social commentary that serves as
chasers. The single "Int'l Players Anthem
(I Choose You) - (with Outkast)" proves that
as controversial as their subject matter may sound,
"Underground Kingz" still strikes a
cord.
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Always at the heels of platinum success, UGK
assembles an all-star roster for guest appearances
so diverse, you get the sense that artists like
the conscious Talib Kweli (right at home with
"Real Women"), crooner Sleepy Brown
("Shattered Dreams"), and veteran Big
Daddy Kane ("Next Up") aren't in it
for the money, but for the respect of a group
that's held it down for so long. "Take Tha
Hood Back" is so trill it could make your
local middle school music teacher turn the music
down dream of trading their minivan for a tinted
Crown Vic with 24" rims. "Quit Hatin'
The South", featuring GAP Band great Charlie
Wilson and Ghetto Boyz member Willie D, is easily
one of the most well-executed warnings to Yankees
whining for the return of the New York domination
of rap this decade.
"Underground Kingz" measures up to
the high anticipation swirling about the project.
Pimp C and Bun B intimidate, instigate with ease
and a throw a dash of street humor that can only
come from below the Mason Dixon. Stay cognizant
of the company you keep when listening to trademark
bangers like "Two Types Of B*****".One
wouldn't want to make Don Imus jealous of what
he's missing out on, now would one?
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