"Y'all better bow down when the ruler come/I'm a real hood nigga not a hood-a-lum," BT blazes 10 lines in, just getting started. Borrowing and swatting deliveries past (e.g., Big Daddy Kane's butter-smooth cadence) and present (e.g., Fabolous' thinks-he-cute lazy glide), BT weaves into his Technicolor lines more hip-hop and R&B allusions than Petey Pablo got freeks, daring somebody to step to his game: "I do work, no question, and bomb your set/I'm calm, collect, sharp like my name Gillette."
With 10 joints in 45 minutes, Point is just as welterweight tight, but for the first time, the Roots no longer sound like hip-hop's forward fringe. Expectedly, beats are killer, lyrics consciousness sharp, and the band itself tighter than Andre 3000's abs. But the Malcolm Gladwell book name-checked by the title suggests a paradigm shift, when Point is basically 1995's Do You Want More?!!!??! revisited by a band with the maturity to match its ambition. For the past decade, the Roots have ignored fashions to forge their own path, always insisting hip-hop is a dialogue with its culture. Point sounds too much like the Roots talking only with themselves, a ranks-closing from a band dedicated to reaching out.
The Roots perform at HiFi Buys Amphitheatre Sat., July 31, 7 p.m. $27-$35.
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