“No question, Jay-Z got too many answers. I been around this block too many times, rocked too many rhymes, cocked too many nines, too. To all my brothers it ain’t too late to come together, ‘cause too much Black and too much love, equal forever. I don’t follow any guidelines ‘cause too many niggaz ride mine, so I change styles every two rhymes.”

… Continuing the conversation on the Jay-Z conundrum, I did attempt to rally behind Reasonable Doubt, which was a sincere, quality effort, but really, it wasn’t quite ripe, Jay-Z hadn’t quite come into his fullness–though you wouldn’t know it by this song.

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