Meaning, while we’re saying that Southern Rap Album A is appreciably better than Southern Rap Album B, I do not accept the legitimacy of the court in which I’m being tried. But like children, there are wayward ones, and favored ones, and neglected ones. Let me begin by saying I have a religious objection to prizing one great Southern rap album above another I love them like they’re my children. In the words of two great Southerners, nothin’ is for sure, nothin’ is for certain, nothin’ lasts forever. We’re also ranking the best Southern rap albums, imagining the André 3000 mixtape we all deserve, and arguing about what even constitutes the South anymore. You’ll find stories from all over the map, exploring topics such as the enduring legacy of Confederate monuments in Richmond and Montgomery, the evolution of Charleston barbecue, and the intersection of faith and football in Lubbock. For the next several days, we’re celebrating - and reporting on - the richness of the region.
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