"Industry rule 4080, all record company people are shady." Thus spake Tip and thus manifested the unrelease of the native tongue affiliate and true master in his own right, Extra P's blazing ipo, the LP, til right about now. Sure some unscrupulous scamps pressed up the jankiest boots, unmastered, straight off the tdk 90, and, even through the thrum and hiss, you could discern the shining brilliance of the Large Pro, unfettered by "those two dj's," bringing vibey sopor on joints like "Ijuswannachill" and "Spacey," or gettin a little more rough, rugged & raw on "Hard" and "Mad Scientist." But here's the f'real deal, sonics clear w/out bein too smooth, clean w/out losing that SP crunch. Like a mammoth frozen in ice, this' that perfectly preserved slice of a doper era.