Through the deluge of what is obviously an inability to communicate through anything other than profanity, it is evident that the only thing going for this "artist" is his oozing gangster appeal. It is oozing through the speakers. If you do not listen, you are in danger, yo. And I am shaking in my boots. It took me years to summon the courage to write this review. And now that I have, I feel very relieved. I feel that it is my duty as your fellow brother to warn you of this: there is no obvious talent, stream-of-consciousness words are scrawled onto bits of toilet tissue and set against a skeletal backdrop provided by what sounds like a Casio Keyboard. Then, when the finished product spews it's way out of the dope-smokey studio room(s), it is taken in truckloads to the eager, clutching, fumbling hands of the minions, clad in their phAt (fat?) baggy-yo (larger than necessary) jackets and pants, and consumed in copious amounts. Be it a party, a gathering, a drive-by, or a lonely reflection, this album serves it's purpose: I use it as a coaster.
Don't get me wrong, I love this CD for the most part, but when they remastered the CD they left my absolute favorite track off. Most of you who've bought the CD probably notice that it ends at track 18 with a track called "Pump Pump." However, I dubbed the tape off of the original CD when it first came out (my older brother has a copy) and there are two differences. 1.) "Tha Next Episode" is listed as a track on the cover, and I'm guessing the track got cut from Snoop's album at the last minute, then Dre put in on The Chronic 2000 when he got the chance. 2.)there are 19 tracks on the original master. Track 19, entitled "Gz Up Hoes Down" was my favorite track, and I was utterly distraught to find it was cut from the remastered release, which is the only one you can find in stores now. I try not to download music off the internet, but now I think I will so I can get this track. To my knowledge, it's not on any other CD currently available. Big disappointment.
THIS WAS WHEN I REALIZED THAT HIP-HOP'S CREATIVITY DIED WITH THIS RECORD WHATEVER SKILLS SNOOP HAS IS DROWNED WITH HIS TYPICAL TALES OF HATRED FOR WOMEN AND SMOKING HERB AND VIOLENT GUNPLAY FROM A MIDDLE - CLASS PREACHER'S KID WHO NEVER SAW NEITHER (HE LIVED IN LONG BEACH) WHILE UPPER-CLASS WHITE KIDS CAN SLUM GHETTO FANTAISES FROM SOMEONE WHO HAS NEVER LIVED THIS LIFESTYLE, IT HAS DONE MORE DAMAGE TO INNER-CITY BLACK KIDS KIDS AS SOMEONE WHO GREW UP THERE THIS IDIOT IS A PIMP ALRIGHT SELLING DEATH AND DESTRUCTION FOR A GENERATION OF BLACK KIDS THE BEATS ARE TIGHT BUT LISTEN TO THE LYRICS AND THEN YOU WILL THROW THIS CD IN THE TRASH. "ONLY SOMEONE WHO NEVER CAME FROM THE GHETTO WILL CELEBRATE IT " P.S. IF PEOPLE ARE SO BLOW AWAY BUY THE MUSIC GO BUY WHERE THEY "STOLE " THOSE BEATS GET PARLIAMENT-FUNKADELIC ALBUMS FROM 1970-1980 MOST ARE ALL ESSENTIAL
This record was one of the most highly acclaimed releases of the 1990s, and now that I have finally heard it, I can now attest that critics can be just as misguided as the public. I was in such a good mood to hear this CD, but I grew more irritated with each passing track. I respect the fact that stuff like this has a place in this world and that it will appeal to a select group of people. But I will say that music this headache-inducing will never again come out of my speakers. Wow, this was really bad!
What can I say, this is aural pornography. I'll tell you, as a proud woman, I can't stomach this type of thing, with the B-word thrown around so freely. I know Mr. Dogg has been in the business for many years, and he has earned his success the hard way. That doesn't mean we independent ladies (unite!) need to like it. Gin and juice? I gots no use! Pass the lysol, this cd stinks up the room.
I am a nineteen year old english and art major, and I can tell you from my early expertise that this album provides no lessons in humanity and breaks no new ground in the world of music. Let me first tell you that Snoop Dogg looks like a chimpanzee. Is showing off, lyrically or visually, ones own posessions in a song or music video really art? Music is a definition of human emotion. A Cadillac Escalade is not a human emotion. "Ice" is not a human emotion. "Izzles", "hizzles", "izzies" and "bizzies" are not part of the native language of this country. Possibly the native language of Africa, but not America. So, to this album, and to this artist; I say one thing: If you can't learn to respect music for what it is, or get a firm grasp on what is and is not proper grammar; then go pollute the minds of other societies in other lands, where the natives might understand your crappy lingo. "Keepizzle itizzle realizzle yoizzie."
BOMB ISH HOMIE NIZZLE PICK THIS CIZZLE DIZZLE UP FO' RIZZLE! THIS ISH OFF THE HOOK OFF THA CHAIN IN DA SKREETS U KNO' HOW WE DO HOLLA! SNOOPY GOT DAT BLING BLING HOMIE THAT'S OFF THA CHIZZAIN AND THE BIZZLES ALL OVER MY DIZZLE WHEN I BUMP DIS IN MY FLY RIDE! GANGSTA STYLE FO REAL DOGG THIS BUMPS LIKE A FAT BIATCH RUNNIN ON A TREADMIZZLE! I'M OUT HOLLA AT YA BOY WESTSIDE EASTSIDE GANGSTA PLAYA FO LIFE!
YO dogg! dis be off da hizzle foshizzle! This be shizzle but da rap is no fizzy of da sheezzy when your hangin on da lizzy foshizbee! But snoop dogg cant rapp da shizzy of da hizzy forshizzly in the fizzy yo hizzy! Shizz da BIZZY! Seriously, he'z not da hizzy only the fizzy mizzy. now swallow this jizzy!
Calling this crap music is really blows my mind. This stupid rapper is not a musician he's a model thats worshiped by all America's conformists. The mian reason I hate MTV is because of "hip hop stars" like this idiot. Moving onto he's lyrics...well maybe not, thats just too much for me to handle explaining. So I'll wrap up in saying, anyone who buys this album is only doing so for one of the following reasons: 1. You think he's "hot" 2. Need to be accepted by your shallow peers 3. Like the idea of being "cool" 4. Looking to kill yourself Thats all their is too it. This stuff (not music) is just terrible. Well, have a nice life shallow conformists