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Of course things like platinum record sales and personal wealth make for redundant bedfellows when it comes to rhyme thematics. Realizing full well that the roots of modern day rap lie in the art of spinning intertwined verbal riffs on the classic practices of The Dozens and curbside braggadocio, it still comes off a bit tired when Em and his compadres feel the need to lyrically big up themselves for all the fame and wealth they've achieved. Essentially it's the same affliction that the likes of Diddy (Shady member Bobby Creekwater even claims that the posse "runs cities like Diddy" at one point) and even Jay-Z (plus countless others) have fallen victim to over the past decade. By this point in the game the entire world is well aware of how much fortune and fame they've achieved and how they overcame all sorts of obstacles to reach the pinnacles they have. Once you reach this level you have carte blanc to switch the modus operandi and remember that real bad boys move in silence (i.e. they don't talk about the shady shit they've done or pound into the ground how much cash they clock on a daily basis). At this stage of the game Em and crew have a captive audience and a platform that few other artists have these days. To wit, they should be stepping out on the ledge and coughing out mind-blowing ideology and supremely bugged lyrical stances. To squander it away on same old, same old tales of the streets, making loot, and self-boasting seems something of a waste.