As an avid
close-minded hip-hopper, I know about rock champs like the Dropkick Murphys,
but I’ve never heard their music. So
assuming that a lot of alt and indie types have crossed Slaine’s buzz (whether
from his work with Boston all-star squad Special Teamz or with House of Pain
reincarnate La Coka Nostra), but have never actually witnessed his devilish
rhetoric, I’ll take this chance to drag heads through an abridged version of
what Southie’s rap phenom put down on his second installment. The title track, “Citizen Caine,” isn’t the
first narcotic charged metaphor ever spit, but it is the only one that’s
powerful enough to make a coke virgin pawn their prepubescent siblings for a
first taste of powder. “Problems” would
be an appropriate soundtrack to play while bum rushing the Pentagon chewing
cyanide tablets and firing pistols; and the Wu-flavored “Bad Man” is pure
sushi, the most raw track I’ve come across since my old hooker ran out of veins
and threw a needle in her cooch. “Just
Another Bitch” is that excuse you were looking for to fuck your girl’s best
friend with a used condom on Valentine’s Day; and finally, there’s “Still East
Coast,” a regionally significant banger that defecates on the dirty South sect
in ways that megalomaniacal rap resuscitators like Jay-Z and Nas are afraid
to.
Download The White Man is the Devil Vol 2: Citizen Caine here