Bossalinie

No Limit never apologized for making albums on an assembly line — and really, considering that nearly every record they released went gold at a minimum, they probably felt no apologies were necessary. Because of this crass practice, it was difficult to differentiate between records and artists, meaning that the subtle pleasures of, say, Silkk the Shocker were lost to most ears. That wasn't the case with C-Murder, however. The youngest brother of Master P and Silkk, C-Murder shares portions of his siblings' talents, and his debut Life or Death illustrated that he was poised to take his Snoop/2Pac delivery to another level. His sequel, Bossaline, unfortunately doesn't follow through on the success of his opening salvo. C-Murder has gotten lazy, choosing to spin out predictable gangsta tales without honing his craft. Before, it seemed as if he was developing a signature style, but here he falls back on cliches. Combine the flat delivery with the flat production on Bossaline and the result is a by-the-books No Limit record, the kind of which will please the devoted but nobody else.