
Album Review: Mack 10's "Hustla's Handbook"
Despite the exuberance of the premier track Mack 10’s Hustla’s Handbook is crowded and deluded. It is a clear indication that Mack 10’s west coast relevance has faltered and failed. During the mid and late 90’s Mack 10 filled the void of the recession of West Coast and Gangsta rap. Those loyal to low riders and red and blue bandanas were satisfied with Mack’s west laid back beats and bone crushing lyrics. However with a repetitive and dry latest release, it seems that the once Low-ridin bad boy has little success left in his arsenal.
The West Coast star-studded cache of artists was left depleted in the mid 1990’s while Dr. Dre was in limbo, Ice Cube had begun to pursue a Movie Career, Snoop Dogg had cross over to pop, and worst of 2pac’s had suffered an untimely death. Mack 10 kept the West Coast proud and vibing during that time period. Now that The Game has successfully rejuvenated the West Coast, Mack 10’s lyrics and grips seemed overplayed and unnecessary. The Album shows false hope with the introduction that is smooth and well delivered. Like this is easily the best track on the record and arguably the only one worth mention; him and the west coast champion Nate Dogg calibrating once again shows a glimpse of the Mack 10 of old.
In all Hustle’s Handbook is dull and repetitive it is mostly composed of Mack reminiscing on the old negligent good old times. One half expects him to remark on a time where he actually made a significant listenable album. The beats are inconsistent and poorly stringed together. The lyrics are unnecessarily thuggish and bogged down. For all the West Coast faithful this album will not ruin your cause, but you might be better served re-copping The Documentary.
-Macken
