Willie D doesn’t holler that much anymore. Hollering was his trademark. He’d tell Bald Head Hoes to suck his dick at the top of his lungs and I’d laugh. The only time he really raises his voice here is at the end of If I Was White. “We are black, they are white,” the racist anthem goes, “Our blood is red, but we can never unite.”
He’s still rapping about Geto life from the perspective of an inner-city street thug, which I guess is appropriate because these days his vocal delivery sounds more like 2Pac than the Willie D from back in the day. There’s also a song entitled Lil Killaz that has him sounding oddly similar to his homeboy Scarface.
Still I prefer even this Willie D over Scarface and 2Pac. This album is a disappointment, but there are standouts. The best is Freaky Deaky featuring Pimp C. The two trade sex verses over a sultry beat, but the best verse comes from Willie D’s cousin Nay-Nay, who steals the spotlight with her country flow.
my rating : 3 of 5
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