My moms used to like Salt-N-Pepa. She used to say she felt like they were the only female rappers (of that era) that didn't sound like they were trying to be dudes. Now, Moms wasn't exactly Harry Allen, but that always stuck with me for some reason. Dunno how accurate it was. Anyway, I do know this--that hair and them door-knockers are so Baltimore in 88.

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