The Kansas City firecracker continues to blaze through seven tracks that, closing cut aside, channel his pent-up fury into irate Rap missives.
"Negroes On Ice" is an entertaining idea from Prince Paul - it's just not a concept that needed to be shoe-horned into the medium of an album.
As a top-to-toe listen, the extra additions splinter "AmeriKKKan Korruption" rather than fortify it.
"A Dream Deferred" finally confirms Bed-Stuy Sky's arrival as a fully-fleshed artist.
Call it a theatrical ride through Tech's mind.
Blu and Exile are without doubt a couple of super-talented Rap chaps, but they need to step out of their snug comfort zone.
Now with his debut album, "Based On a T.R.U. Story," 2 Chainz has revealed himself as the weakest guest on his own album.
The thinking behind Cyhi's "Ivy League Club" mixtape seems to be hooked on the Georgia-born rapper's relationship to his peers.
There's a tangibly meaner and more menacing streak to the album, with B's content veering towards a nastier and, well, bitchier zone.
"Wild Ones" is nine tracks born to boom from out of the speakers of a Jersey Shore club that smells like a combination of Coppertone and Snooki's new perfume.
With "Mysterious Phonk: Chronicles of SpaceGhostPurpp," he's created one of the essential Rap albums of the early Summer.
Instead of making his intended point, Banner's only managed to reinforce the one he was rallying against.
"Cancer 4 Cure's" essence seems to present itself more as an album for people who've swaddled their lives in the liner notes of Hip Hop music.
The most persuasive moments of Kaliko's 17-track effort stick to a rugged and uncompromising formula.
With this curious EP release, Snoop has committed the more heinous sin of confusing being relaxed with turning lazy. Someone wake him up for next time.
The lack of vitriol in Game's raps leave "California Republic" as a curious release.
Without constantly conjuring up an air of controversy about their moves, Odd Future can sound decidedly dull.
"Klusterfuck," as expected, is another smart addition to Tech N9ne's vault.
There's an honesty to Maino's voice and delivery that has you believing his words.
While one-time foe Young Jeezy elevated his trap rap to stadium status, Gucci's music stays hovering unsatisfactorily between the street and star levels.
"Vodka & Ayahuasca" is that gutter shit. Rejoice.