It's true that Cube's third solo album lacked the righteous fury and sonic assault of AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted and the visionary social scope of Death Certificate, but calling it his third-best album is hardly a consolation prize. It remains the last great album that Cube released before giving in to his gangsta-god complex on later efforts. From a political point of view, Cube doesn't bring a whole lot of new ideas to the plate, but musically the album sounds as good as ever with its dark and aggressive beats.
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