“We’re money-hungry wolves and we down to eat the rich,” Killer Mike warns, sounding at once like a trap-rap hustler and an Occupy anarchist. This Dirty South fixture has evolved into the Noam Chomsky of the strip club, and his sixth LP is his best blast of down-home invective yet, especially when he takes down societal ills from the inside – as on the slow-rolling meditation on police violence, “Anywhere but Here.” Some of his punditry is pure Che T-shirt prattle, but even when he’s arguing that there’s no difference between Reagan and Obama, his Ice Cube-style bark tumbles down over harried, aggro beats from indie-eminence El-P and hits like a gut punch of revealed wisdom.
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