Difficult to understand, but this effort is exhausting, exhausting to be not even twenty-two minutes long. At this point, let yourself be fooled by that trio of six-eight-five-minute tracks, it's lethal. Just reading the tracklist should immediately discourage you from starting this, useless, listening, however the other three tracks are one-minute skits.
The guests of this EP by Brotha Lynch Hung are G-Macc, Mr. Ballatician, Waynee Wayne, First Degree the D.E., V8, T.O.B.I.O.S., Hystables and Da Kat. The main rapper, at his second annual EP, maintains horrorcore themes that are stale after thirty years of career and cannot mix well his skinny lyrics: the juice of the album is, in order, a generic trap rhythm for a superposse indecent, an eight-minute cricket loop (!) on skinny boom bap and boring deliveries from the two performers and, then, half of the guests return to the fourth track to deliver random bars on a generic trap rhythm. The best thing here, probably are those looped dogs that bark in the background, I don't even know if they bark while guarding masters who are about to be eaten or about to be eaten themselves or accompany the man with shortness of breath, but in the end I don't care. 4/10.
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