As Ice Cube will tell you, nothing ruins a perfectly good hardcore hiphop career like a good-natured screen persona. And now that everyone's seen Xzibit yukking it up while overhauling junkers on Pimp My Ride, his attempt to revert to the role of a gun-wielding street thug on Weapons Of Mass Destruction is hard to take, if not completely laughable. The album begins with an entertaining cut 'n' paste manipulation of President Bush's axis of evil speech, but X-to-the-zizzle has nothing to say against the current U.S. regime or the war in Iraq; that would take balls. Instead, he poses with a prop gun on the sleeve and desperately tries to convince you that he really is a badass raised on the mean streets of suburban Los Angeles who knows people who have friends who know Busta Rhymes. It ain't working.