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For me, it’s all about the commonalities. In the end, each song nerds-out by treating the source material reverently: Monch does an uncanny Chuck D imitation over some balls-out soul samples, and although Tricky totally gives up the microphone to sidekick Martina Topley-Bird to handle Rakim’s raps on “Lyrics,” her delivery is dead serious. (Rakim might take issue with a female reppin’ his hallowed rhymes, but her devotion to the original tone has to count for something.)