That selfsame ego has also helped Kelly skip the rope of greatness by never playing it safe. Say what you will about his lyrics (sexually deviant, comedic, whatever), but the man breaks down walls. On top of Kelly's otherworldly "Trapped in the Closet" opus sits this fact: He's consistently gotten lewder with each release since the porn charges, unabashedly making the art he wants to make despite looks of disapproving horror. Balls? Dementia? Both are compelling.
An artist possessing any one of these traits would likely have an impressive career. If you have just chart status, you are Creed. If you have just street cred, you are Ghostface. If you're just crazy, you're Old Dirty Bastard. If you have justego, you are Kid Rock. To just break down walls means you're...Klaus Nomi.
Combine them all and you've got R. Kelly, a man who knows what he's talking about when he loudly proclaims himself "The World's Greatest!"
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