If you attended high school during in the ’90s, you’ll undoubtedly remember when No Limit single-handedly kept record stores in business during the later portion of the decade. Between releases from extended family members and the army of fatigue-wearing rappers signed to his label during its heyday, Master P ended up putting 46 albums on shelves between the years of 1997-1999. Yet, despite many of them seeing relative success, most of the artists and their projects never saw daylight beyond that introductory run of thick, plastic jewel-cases. Read the rest of this entry »

They don’t make ‘em like C-Murder anymore. While we currently question 90% of the artists in the genre of rap No Limit helped enunciate during The Tank’s illustrious heyday, no one ever questioned Master P’s loose cannon little brother Corey. Read the rest of this entry »

Right after ‘Pac died, P and company filled a void. Tru 2 Da Game? Unheralded but undisputed and I’d place Tru 2 Da Game up against most albums for ’97. Read the rest of this entry »

Ridged, rock-hard, plastic jewel cases. Song sequels. Fatigues and camouflage. If you’re old enough to remember the heyday of No Limit Records, you’ll recognize those true tank trademarks as the appeal that helped the original New Orleans powerhouse become the branded machine behind some of the biggest rap songs of the late ’90s. Read the rest of this entry »

For over a decade, I watched my grandfather & then my father spend incessantly on my aunt Jean, now the former junkie. Court costs. Giving her money for “food” (you know where that went). Paying her rent. Paying in pain when they would hear of the latest stunt she’d pulled in the streets. Being “old street aggins,” they never showed their pain & their were no tears. Yet the anguish was visible, the frustration seeped out on the rare times they chose to share their feelings. Read the rest of this entry »

You’ll rarely hear anyone say that because most forget how long Spit Vicious has actually been around. But the idea & that statement came up as a topic of discussion on my other e-stomping grounds. Curren$y’s place in the game goes longer than his current tenure with the Jets! Before he embarked on the stoner-style that made him initially popular as a member of the Young Money camp (a style which Wayne robbed him of but that’s another day, another post), he was a No Limit solider. Read the rest of this entry »

Seeing that I’m a veteran, I asked Jeff what they had planned for their weekly installment, he assured that I would be proud for they were doing a tribute to fallen soldiers. Well this…is… Read the rest of this entry »

Words by David D.

Many labels/crews promise to release albums from all of their members only leaving us waiting for (or forgetting) an album from “Crewmember A” is supposed to come out. For better or worse, this didn’t happen with No Limit. 23 albums. The label dropped 23 albums (each equipped with it’s own phonetic spelling) in 1998. That’s almost two albums a month! These guys flooded the market in ways Lil’ Wayne could only dream of.

There were commercial successes with Master P’s MP Da Last Don, Silkk’s Charge It 2 Da Game, and Mystikal’s Ghetto Fabulous. These albums, powered by mega-singles such as “It Ain’t My Fault” and the rambunctious “That’s That Nigga.” The crew also put out some straight bangers with the underrated Fiend album There’s One in Every Family and Mia X’s Mama Drama. While Silkk, P, and Mystikal were making grand strides to the mainstream, Fiend and Mia X had the hood’s ear.

Look a little closer and you’ll see some hidden gems from artists whose careers ended too soon. Soulja Slim released a slept on Give It 2 ‘Em Raw while C-Murder was repping on the terribly prophetic Life Or Death.

If you want to actually go to the record store and cop these albums, there’s no need to try to look them up by title or artist. Just look for the portion of the store with the most light reflecting off, because 21 No Limit albums meant 21 faux-diamond encrusted lettering and shitty photoshopping. The albums are collectors items just for the sheer hood-campiness they provide.

From Master P all the way down to Skull Duggery, No Limit flooded the stores, guaranteeing that everyone out there had to be a fan of somebody on the label…right? Read the rest of this entry »