A product of its time. Trap hi-hats, ghostly techno synths, Memphis rap horror themes, a pinch of jungle, the whole lot being supported by insurrectional voices and a lo-fi production bordering on industrial, clashing together into this claustrophobic and abrasive oddity. I hear some Lil Ugly Mane here, not so much sonically - although some passages do remind me of the best underground rapper of the past decade - but rather in how uncompromising this is. Mutant Joe goes full paranoid with his beats, while the rappers pull in resources from now defunct message boards and online sample dumps. It sounds like the worst of 2019. It's great stuff. What a time to be alive.
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