![]() ![]() So a small group of Ringer experts convened, argued, voted, voted again, and did this in the manner we saw fit. It seems ludicrous not to include Da Drought 3 or Trap or Die or Sailin Da’ South or any of Gucci’s tapes, but those were mixtapes, and if we included all of the classic tapes, we’d be here until Tha Carter V finally comes out. 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. You may have to select a menu option or click a button.Welcome to The South Week at The Ringer.
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