As I mentioned in my N.W.A. review, I felt like Ice Cube was the group's most accomplished lyricist. While Death Certificate is a year or two after Straight Outta Compton, with AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted in his past, Ice Cube was still hungry in 1991.When "The Wrong Nigga To Fuck Wit" kicks in, it kicks in SO HARD that it's almost completely absurd. As I said before, Dr. Dre had nothing on Ice Cube vocally until he finally got going on The Chronic, and then, he still had to use Snoop Dogg to cover his ass. Ice Cube produced this along with Sir Jinx and Boogiemen, instead of picking guys who were well known enough to get blasted off the streets. But as it turns out, Ice Cube does N.W.A. no injustice (except for "No Vaseline," which isn't the most 'we're all friends now' song there is), and keeps the vibe and attitude with tracks like "A Bird in the Hand" and "True to the Game." It's an excellent record, with or without the rest of the N.W.A.
"Steady Mobbin'"
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