While the Bronx claims birthrights to rap, Faada Freddy of Senegal-based Daara J cites tasso-the West African oral tradition-as precursor to anything flowing from the States. He’s right, but this doesn’t stop his outfit from taking the tightest American production techniques and layering in aerobatic feats of French, Wolof, English and Spanish. The result is booty-shaking beats with heady mind messages as the trio unmasks dirty politics and social corruption with acute, appreciable dexterity. The heavy thump of the ragga-tinged “Exodus” is enough to set anyone on a new journey.