The former OneManArmy attempts to get to the bottom of everyday problems. Though he never lets on, there’s the nagging feeling that his chatty rhymes, served like a tea break discussion between mates and reminiscent of Rawkus’ most conscience moments, are fighting a losing battle with OBL a slave to inevitability. Hence sympathy for him comes easy because of his plain talking, over Trackezoids beats that treat the neck tendons – ‘The Ghetto’ is a string great – and share airtime with plenty of soul on the low giving time to collect thoughts.
3 Out Of 5
Reviewed By: Matt Oliver
