God knows I love Al B. Sure – I choreographed a different dance to every song off In Effect Mode in 6th grade. His voice is like an oil massage in a featherbed. If you listen to this shit too much you’ll immaculately conceive. But why does he appear to be mean-mugging through this entire video? Or is that screwed-up look his 1988 interpretation of orgasm face?
“What, you think you dope on a rope? Nope. I’m just supposed to sweat you?” His rap on the bridge to “Off On Your Own” sounds like something off Sex Packets. Further. How hot is his denim jacket, wayfarers and monobrow stee? Pleasure P’s shaved pecs got nothin on you, B. Tight pants are what’s good.
And… someone’s karaoke / lip sync video to Al’s Roberta Flack cover: