I've explained this 17 times, and I have zero confidence that on the 18th the people who are determined to defend an absolutely abysmal album will catch on, but here it goes. The "super group" gimmick is corny as shyt, and even beyond that dishonest, as there's nothing super about these nikkas, not in terms of talent nor in terms of fan demand. The "real hip hop" gimmick. Whining incessantly about how you represent the real, lyrics, etc. when really you're just a bunch of one-dimensional aight rappers looking for a lane. This shyt would've been wack in the 90s, and it's wack now. And let me make this perfectly clear -I'm saying, without hesitation, that this is worse than Waka and Ross and Drake and whomever else you want to trot out as the cliche example of what's wrong with rap. Because at least those dudes are just doing whatever the fukk they're doing. They're not pretending to be the cure for cancer, then putting out an album of cancer. That's far more cynical than anything waka flacka is doing. The same corny ass nikkas who have openly dissed artists - sometimes by name - for breaking hip hop codes and who have bemoaned the state of hip hop form a directionless group and spit bars over pop rap beats with the same lame themes as pop rapper 704760x3zh5... that's more cynical and disgusting and wacker to me than souljah boy, who is a fukking clown but who at least isn't masquerading as some sort of savior of hip hop.
This would be like some d-level director complaining loudly that his wack films never really popped because the culture only seems to have room for the Michael Bays of the world. Then he teams up with 3 other pretentious bum directors who all make references to 70s cinema and Cassavetes and how dope film used to be and they were born in the wrong decade etc. But when they put their first collaborative film out, it's just... a forgettable film.
Then they get some major studio backing to make a second film, and people who watch films are kind of wondering what this supposed return to true cinema, anti-Michael Bay collective will do now, and it turns out their movie has a bunch of CGI and some robots in it, with no real plot and a lot of cheap ass explosions. In interviews they suddenly give up the "defenders of the honor of true cinema" gimmick and adopt a new, retarded, transparently self-serving justification of "well, we was just feeling like robots were cool the day we started shooting. Can't nikkas express themselves? It's still us, still our vision... just with robots and explosions. I mean, my father ain't gotta work at the steel mill no more. Can I live? Oh, and Ludwig Von Crooked, for your information, included that scene of the robot doing a handstand on the volcano as an homage to a dead songstress he knew, so don't you dare criticize that just because the entire scene was fukking wack!"
I've been with hip hop forever, know more about hip hop than 99% of this board in terms of its history, songs, abums, cultural context, geographical context etc. and I truly believe a shytty group like slaughterhouse and their dumb ass stans are worse for hip hop than Waka (whose music and persona I can't fukking stand). Because I prefer an outright lie to a lie cloaked in the appearance of truth. The latter is far more destructive, and it produces a cynicism that allows shyttiness to flourish simply because other shyttiness exists, and you get these comically stupid arguments that since Rapper Y is super duper pooper wack, then Rapper Z - although making a clear stab at crossover worthless empty music - should be viewed as decent. Nah, wack is fukking wack. And the irony of so many weird ass slaughterhouse fans hiding behind the "real hip hop vs. Rick Ross" argument is thick. This would be like some nikka back in the day arguing that I was undervaluing the Zhigge album because, hey, Father M.C. makes soft ass music for the ladies. The one has nothing to do with the other. Both albums belong in the garbage.
These motherfukkers suck, individually and as a collective. And this album sucks in a very special way, as if they all tapped deep into what could make them individually and collectively reach the suckiest levels of sucking so they could produce a rap album that could be called The Great Suck. They've basically turned themselves into D12 2.0, and done so happily. The worse part is they can't really make a group album of "pure, original hip hop" like Tribe or Wu, or Outkast or whomever you want to use as a rap group that stays true to itself while still meeting with success, and they can't make a generic pop album either. They fukking suck at both, because they have no vision, no integrity, and no real chemistry. They're a bunch of D-List bum rappers tripping over themselves in a rush to grasp the same ethos they claim prevented them from blowing in the first place, which is so warped and comical that, as Tip said, I really don't know... I guess I laugh to keep from crying.
And just about everyone sees this, except for 5 fans who can't just say "yeah, well, I like it because I fukks with these nikkas despite their album being the musical equivalent of a homeless man's sock," but instead want to indict the game, Rick Ross, the fans, "hate," the public's inability to enjoy music with pop elements, and every other fukking reason except the main reason people universally think this album is a chunk of Whoopi Goldberg's face, which is that the vision, chemistry, and vision of the group are straight up doodoo on a fukking stick.
They put out a pretty damn dope tape though. They not whining anymore about bringing nothing back, they just rapping over some pretty good beats. They good at what they do, when they do that.(Your personal opinion aside) I will say that what they do is 1-dimensional and on a lower tier of importance musically than most rappers I'm a fan of nowadays. They are limited in their overall abilities and I agree they have no basis to complain about their plight or standing in the game, but there is a lane for what they do. 
Through that association, I've come to appreciate the other members talents at times. 
, the album not looking any better.
I'm pretty much done with these goofballs 
