Clifford Harris's Napoleon complex rears its ugly head yet again on this pre-prison street-cred cementer.
Incredibly, tiny Lil Wayne-isms abound - 56 Bars borrows from Weezy's intro 3 Peat and even drops I'm Illy, when Weezy ruled 08 with A Milli. Insecure lies the head that wore the crown, I suppose.
Sure, the beat knocks, but Swagga Like Us is easily the most underachieving crew track of the year. So many legends, so few quotables.
Expect more from your event records. Also guilty: derivative newcomer B.O.B. and Obama-drama-causer Ludacris, who may appreciate the high life but makes an annoying anthem for it. But between the hubris and the humility, T.I. wrote some decent papier-mâché memoirs.