I think I almost pissed myself a little. You could not have chosen a better example of a
horrible MC. Zero disrespect to future trap kings and the ATL at large, but prior to OutKast/The Dungeon Family and maybe some T.I. (check "Rubber Band Man"), rap from south of the Mason Dixon line simply didn't hold water for me. Back in my native West Michigan during the mid-to-late 80s some junior high/high school peers would put on some of his tracks and I would simply get up up and leave. Literally. Between the high/whiny pitched voice and the Luke/Two Live Crew-produced tracks of this Bronx-born but Atlanta-based "rapper," I couldn't phathom what the hell was happening. My train of though was "How does one go from Boogie Down Productions, Public Enemy, Big Daddy Kane, Biz Markie, MC Lyte, Queen Latifah, Salt-N-Pepa, Kid N' Play, Ice-T, N.W.A., hell even Sir Mix-a-Lot to
this?" The fact that he nearly ****ed up one of my all-time Earth, Wind & Fire tracks ("Brazilian Rhyme (Beijo Interlude)")) on "Got to Be Tough" was an immediate nail in the coffin. Back on topic in regard to Rob, he and Shy-D and other rappers of that ilk would have been historically better off in the wave of "old school" rappers who debuted between 1978 and 1984 where rhymes were not so much intricate/complex and were simply meant to get the party poppin. From L.L.'s debut in '85 to the first wave of lyrical masterpieces beginning with Eric B. and Rakim's debut in '86, "ABC rappers" as your so profoundly call them ideally would have hung up the mic and simply not singed a recording contract. What would've brought fame and notoriety in the late 70s/early 80s funk/disco-based realm simply didn't cut it when guys and girls exponentially stepped up their cadence, complexity, rhyme structure, and delivery from the late 80s forward.