Brokencyde "Will Never Die"

There is a reason why they get so much hate: because all of the haters are so jealous of their tremendous swag, and they have no sense of humor. It’s pretty apparent that if you have no sense of humor, you may not be able to get over the occasional death-metal posturing, dollar store production, faux-crunk and if they’re reading this why can’t I have a sense of humor too? It’s hard to tell if they are joking or not in this “Epic Intro” though. The first song is calling all the hotties to “Get on the Dance Floor” and everyone else to get some earplugs because “Diz is a Rager Dude.” The vocals sound like Gabe Saporta from Cobra Starship, but then there’s that scream which doesn’t help the song; also it borrows sounds from a lollipop and some song I can’t remember. I guess I’m not crunk enough because I don’t “Always Go Hard”’ but this song is more tolerable, and the screams actually help this one. I like the bell tolling throughout and those synths; I forgot about the last minute. The next song just begs you to “Shake!” When the majority of the lyrics involve shaking, why resist? “Whatcha Want?” If you want lyrics with more respect towards women look at another song; hey, there is no screaming! “T.M.H.T.S. Lesson 1 (skit)” is basically what it sounds like. What follows is that they actually “Teach Me How To Scream,” live life crunk and, deal with haters, but I’d rather do it my way; they can hate: “but I'm so superb,/Scream my sounds and go bezerk!/You don't even have to know the words!/Just shake that ass and melt the sun.” This song is probably one of my favorites when it comes from an instrumental and melodic perspective, but this “Money Hungry Hoe” also has a sense of humor and not just a lust for the green. Daddy X from Kottonmouth Kings shows the boys how to have some “High Timez” in another one of their most distinct and tolerable tracks (that’s two in a row) with a reggae vibe. “Where We @ (skit)?” That’s an easy one “Da House Party.” Oh, what a beautiful life! Some laugh at this one, but I love “My Gurl,” and apparently they do too. One reason they probably hate them is for the lyrics, their over the top cocky attitude or that useless screaming; it cheapens the sound, and people ask “is that possible?” I guess so. This is one of those songs where you feel like they might actually be ok to hang out with. If you got money, and you know the “Kama Sutra” take off your panties and show it! I don’t really need to explain what this song is about, and again they morph back to crunk-douches. “Ugly B*tch with a Moustache” is another rude, drunken skit, but only warms you up for the blurred vision from those “Goose Gogglez.” If you’re drunk, then this song may be classified as an audio composite of the phenomena where people seem more attractive than they are. I really don’t care about being crunk, so that doesn’t really bother me. That insult seems like it would hurt you more, but it’s true, “U Ain’t Crunk” either. Maybe they are, but if this was the only CD in my car I would not “Ride Slow” with my windows open ready to blow the speakers. What a perfect way to end this record. The pain you may feel staring at the sun is cut to tape, and you feel sorry for these tortured souls because they can no longer enjoy the “Sunshine.” Favorites: My Diz is a Rager Dude, Always Go Hard, T.M.H.T.S. , High Timez, Money Hungry Hoe, My Gurl, and Sunshine