About the only remotely interesting insert on this ultra-bland, thugging-for-meatheads set is ‘NFL’, where Shug’s implausibly weak flow has a go at becoming master gridiron tactician; otherwise the beatdowns and personal strife, all hard times and harder retaliations, are absolutely vapid. Even the snare-heavy kickers from Alchemist and Premier lose interest because of Shug’s primitive skills growing increasingly lazy when playing the pimp, orphan and weed-smoker. All talk and no trousers.
2 Out Of 5
Reviewed By: Matt Oliver