The need to “save” hip-hop has been talked about so much, it’s practically a cliché. Every day, it seems another new emcee comes out and proclaims themselves the Patron Saint of rap, enlightening the masses with “the real hip-hop.” The irony is that such posturing achieves a level of false grandeur, similar in kind to the bling-and-murder rap it professes to mock. But what happens when you bring together four cats with decades of experience combined in the game? In 1999, just as hip-hop was turning the corner into an era defined more by liars & loot than lyrics & truth...

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