Cussing, violence, dope, booze, blood, the n-word, and no bitches or white boyz here, unhh. This is da real thing: Rap music that knows the streets and belongs to the strong and nasty. All da playaz are here: Scarface, Dead Prez, Tha Dogg Pound, Capone, Sizzla, Mobb Deep, and more than a dozen others. We ain’t playing games here—or wait a minute. Yes we are. This is all some big fantasy RPG where 9/11 is just another day in the hood. The gangsta manners serve to make the braggadocio more fun. If you can’t spit out laughs at lines like “Hollow points are bad for your health,” “We battle with gats and rattle your bats,” and “Guns don’t kill people, people kill people,” then you ain’t got a sense of humor. These thug tales provide an escape from the safety of the suburbs. Danger lurks everywhere on the songs here. The Source magazine has truly compiled one fat joint of nasty stuff that would please anyone who finds solace in the sound of a police siren howling on a Saturday night.