I've been listening to this album, trying to convince myself that Funkdoobiest didn't fall way off after their solid debut, but I'm having a hard time doing that. I've only owned this CD for maybe a year, and each time I listen to it, I remember why I stopped listening to it the last time I started.
If Sun Doobie had porno predilections on their debut, by this point it was an obsession. Tracks like "Pussy Ain't Shit," "XXX Funk," and "Superhoes" aren't much more than potty-mouthed throwaways that have little to no redeeming value. And while Sun Doobie has some clever lines sporadically placed through the rest of the album, he forgets to bring his finest asset: his sense of humor. I don't remember him dropping too many N-bombs on the first record, but he's all about it here, and the hard-edged bravado just doesn't suit him.
Neither do the stoney beats he's rapping over, as they sound more like unused Cypress Hill interludes than the uptempo tracks that made their debut album so much fun. By the time they break out the solid "Who Ra Ra," the album's over and it's too late to save it.
It's a damn shame to see Sun fall into the same bullshit that everyone else was harping on, especially when he had managed to come out the gate with something different.
So it goes.