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4.5/5

1990 was quite a year for hip-hop. In New York, “Self Destruction” was still in heavy rotation and most of the local MCs traded their sweatsuits and kangols for dashikis and beads. In California, It was all about the gangsta ****. Most of those local MCs wanted to be Ice Cube, Ice-T, N.W.A., or Too $hort. San Francisco MC Paris falls somewhere in the middle. He’s just as violent as all his LA peers, but the bullets in his AK-47 are reserved for crooked cops, house negroes, and anyone that wants to keep the black man down instead of that rival gang, that hooker that wants to get married, or that clown that obstructed some *****. Did y’all think Chuck D and Ice Cube were provocative? You ain’t seen nothin’ yet. Picture Eldridge Cleaver as a member of Public Enemy (without the ***** and ***** addiction) and you’ll get something like Paris. Paris is a dedicated representative of the Black Panther Party and the Nation of Islam and is all about the upliftment of black people by any means necessary. And when I say “by any means necessary”, I mean “by any means necessary”. Paris expresses his views and frustrations in the most blunt and angry way possible. It’s 100% raw here. Ain’t no Flavor Flav here to lighten the mood, and unlike O’Shea or Tracy, Paris has no concerns over some quick ***** or rival gangs. He will, in fact, sound ****** to many people. I mean, this album’s title is called The Devil Made Me Do It for God’s sake! And anyone with half a brain knows that P-Dawg ain’t talkin’ about no Lucifer (I still think Ras Kass is more ****** than Paris). But, he reminds us that he Pro-Black, not Pro-Hate. Paris rips every track apart with some hammering some knowledge into your head or saying the truths that any politician would stop at nothing to censor. Paris even produces The Devil Made Me Do It himself. He perfectly executes the Bomb Squad formula, but puts more of an edge on ‘em for his sake. In short, saying this album is POWERFUL stuff is a major understatement. Paris was Immortal Technique before Immortal Technique was Immortal Technique. So what’s the problem here? This album is almost perfect. The only problem here are the filler tracks at the end. The Devil Made Me Do It is definitely NOT for everyone. If your a hip-hop fan but aren’t black, it’s your call. Some will respect it as a hip-hop album while others will think it’s way too much. Absolutely NO non-fans should listen to this.
If a non-fan uses this album and tries to use it as basis that hip-hop promotes **** or terrorism or some dumb **** like that, you’re gonna get an ear-full from me. Heed my warning. In the end, P-Dawg was too controversial. Even though PE was popular, a man that’s even more militant than Chuck D and is without a clock wearing jester was too much for the radio. I’ll assume that’s why Paris’ contributions to hip-hop and knowledge of self often go unnoticed.

Song Quality: 10/10 (BLACK POWER!!!)
Lyrics: 10/10 (This panther’s chains are OFF!)
Beats: 9/10 (great Bomb Squad sound)

Favorites:
Scarface Groove
This Is a Test
Panther Power
Break the Grip of Shame
Warning
Ebony
The Devil Made Me Do It (MTV banned it. Big surprise huh?)
The **** that **** Made
Mellow Madness
Escape From Babylon
Wretched

Least favorites:
none

By: â™ Escobar