Royce-ish, dime-a-dozen punk-popping, minus the usual raps over others beats, radio freestyles, etc. The mediocre trife life doesn’t wrap the full length in world-beating promises; the driving ‘Rep Ya Set’, neo-crunk ‘I Ain’t Playin’ and XL boom-bap ‘In the Air’, paired with Grafh’s straight talking-n-toting, should cause some aggro, but the weak Latino guitar club rub ‘Say Yeah’ and the no prize offers ‘Get Shot Boy’ and ‘Stab Somebody’ make this of strictly limited appeal.
2 Out Of 5
Reviewed By: Matt Oliver
