Emp Tafari’s father named him ’emperor,’ and listening to his music, I can see why. Whenever the Harlem rapper enters the booth, what you get is nothing but bossed-up bars, which typically leads to tracks that g’s all over can learn a thing or two from. In “Pops Named Me Emperor,” his latest project, Emp shines by gifting us with a body-of-work that is passionate, emotional, authentically hood, refreshingly hip-hop, and most importantly, unapologetically NY. Matter of fact, if you don’t get several epiphanies listening to this joint, you may want to check your pulse.

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