master p + cam'ron - "bout it, bout it pt 3"
i feel like i've been preconditioned to find everything master p and his fellow no limit soldiers put out to be essentially worthless; he is certainly recognized as a rap-mogul phenomenon and an interesting character, but its almost like his music exists only so people can feel ok listening to cash money records - "i'm alright listening to this objectionable music because i know there's someone out there making it even dumber!". also can't help that, on the tracks i've heard, no limit fail to exploit any kind of double-time, hihat-abuse tension on those 75bpm bounce beats: they sound genuinely sluggish, like the track is slowing your heartbeat and exerting it's gravitational pull, and like the mcs can hardly bear to spit out their rhymes. but this can be fun too sometimes; it can work just like any other stuff where you get that dragged-under, inverted rush. (i'm thinking of the sab and goatsnake and even portishead but i don't want to say it - yes, this makes it doom-rap.)

"bout it, bout it" (part three and they ain't done yet!) pretty much fits the bill - it really is fucking slow! and it has this instantly evocative whiny g-funk moog keyboard line - perhaps even too evocative of the g-funk era, which may be why nobody really wants to use the sound anymore, and why at first i thought this song was a west-coast parody! - and it has p twisting and grunting and spluttering, and cam delivering the clearest-enunciated verse ever - it also has that dude who turns up on every cam record, julez santana, but i can't bring myself to be interested in him. cam and p compliment each other well and ensure that i've been playing this song many, many times over.