I find most of it unlistenable.
Reanimation was a lot better than this crap.
Mike Shinoda's flow is the worst thing about him as a rapper, it's his lyrics that save him. Even his lyrics are pretty damn corny. The things he talks about, the image he represents - a lot of west coast underground rappers did it a lot better than him. I give him credit for acknowledging that somewhat and putting some people on, but the fact remains that he's getting a lot of props for doing what a lot of other people have done, and not nearly half as well as them.
It's not even like it's hard to find the guys Shinoda got his steez from. Plenty of skate videos feature their music. The Tony Hawk games do, too.
The beats are also terrible. This is a textbook example of why trying to leave samples behind is bad for hip-hop. The stuff on the Green Lantern mixtape sounds a lot better than this.
It's funny how a guy from Linkin Park puts out better hip-hop than most of the bullshit rappers today.
It's incredibly disheartening to read this, especially when it's by someone from Cali. People complain about hip-hop and then go and run and buy this stuff by a nu-metal survivor.
Meanwhile, Tha Liks are calling it quit, Mystic and Quannum acts are doing commercials to pay rent, E-Swift is smoking crack on camera because the filmmakers need it for their documentary about him trying to get CLEAN because rocks were his last resort after he couldn't sustain a career, Hobo Junction have called it quits, Del can't even bring himself to flow, Living Legends members are selling homemade albums on cassettes on the corner, after fifteen years the Freestyle Fellowship cats are still obscure... I could go on.
Mike Shinoda is not a good rapper. He did not make a good rap album. He distilled and diluted a lot of styles, adopted them, made them a tiny bit cornier, and pretended he was a Real Hip-Hop Gee Whiz Emcee. That's not good music. That's vanity. Masturbation. Air guitar. What Mike Shinoda did, I was doing in my basement and in front of the bathroom mirror to the noise of a shitty cassette player after I finished my multiplication tables.
Five million people ate up Andre 3000 doing the same thing, though, so I shouldn't be surprised.