Albums

At present, 070 Shake is another member of the orchestra. But when the time comes, she’ll be ready to take up the mantle as maestro.

Mac Miller’s sixth studio album, ‘Circles,’ is the moment he comes into himself as a man, as Malcolm.

A quarter of a century later, all heads realize.

Mick Jenkins is a chess player, not a lion tamer. On ‘The Circus,’ the Chicago emcee reinforces his brand of thoughtful lyricism.

‘WWCD’ is pure hip-hop essence, bottled and sold to the eager streamer.

There’s a tenderness to the construction of ‘Everybody’s Everything,’ how the album feels like a nod to every type of Lil Peep fan.

Happy birthday to ‘The Pinkprint.’

‘Heavy Is the Head’ will only serve to solidify Stormzy’s status as a domestic superstar and increase his already aggrandizing global profile.

KAYTRANADA’s sophomore album is preoccupied with mid-tempo grooves that settle in the bones and coax wall-huggers to the dance floor.

Although Roddy Ricch‘s rap-singing style is of-the-moment, there’s an identity to his sound on ‘Please Excuse Me For Being Antisocial.’

If there is a running theme throughout ‘Marcielago,’ it’s a yearning for respect.

The Buffalo trio’s major-label debut is meat-and-potatoes rap served with a side of grit on a Balenciaga placemat.

With ‘Some Rap Songs,’ rapper Earl Sweatshirt figured out how to gather an audience on his own terms.

‘Netflix & Deal’ is as indulgent as a bucket of movie theater popcorn with just a little too much butter.

One time for Rihanna's fearlessness.

Kanye is an imperfect person. ‘Jesus Is King’ is an imperfect album. Christianity is an imperfect religion. But they can all inspire us to do better.

“I used to work at a shitty restaurant bussing tables and got fired because I missed a shift to work on our last album.”

Take him or leave him, but don’t ever say ROLE MODEL didn’t know himself.

For the expanded Wu universe to have existed at all, the noticeable missteps of Tical had to come first.

Deb Never is an LA-based musician who makes… Well she doesn’t make happy music.

We listen to ‘MAGDALENE,’ and we remember everyone we have ever loved, and how easily they stopped loving us.

The 26-year-old New York rapper documents his growing pains on his second studio album, ‘OOFIE.’

The actual music on ‘The Juice Vol. II’ is good—great, even. It just feels over-produced.

Earl Sweatshirt’s ‘FEET OF CLAY’ picks up where ‘Some Rap Songs’ left off.

When you’re known for making lovelorn serenades to your beloved girlfriend, is there any room for unhappiness in your work?

‘Jesus Is King’ is like elevator music for Christians.

On 'Sweet Insomnia,' Gallant constructs a body of work tailored entirely around his greatest strength: his voice.

Gucci Mane hasn’t lost his ability to be a great rapper, but he has gained a crisis of identity.

Mos Def understood that hip-hop was a culture built on connectivity.

Every sound and voice on ‘Wow... That’s Crazy’ complements the world Wale is creating; a world that is sonically lush and lyrically transparent.

From the vocal mix to the production value, SiR’s RCA debut ‘Chasing Summer’ is radiant.

bLAck pARty’s ‘Endless Summer’ is a celestial mood board, unique to his idiosyncratic sensibilities.

On ‘Eve,’ Rapsody is spitting like the sky isn’t the limit.

This is grown man rap; not just grown men rapping.