i found a review on turntablelab: 'This is absolutely out of control. I mean, fucking Christ, that beat is the best shit I’ve heard from Atlanta in a long long time. When those hi hats kick in and they’re just saying “deeeaaammm†over and over? What the what the fuck. On a club system, this shit is like building a fucking forcefield of bass quicksand ready to straight swallow motherfuckers. One of those songs you cannot mix into, you just have to drop. There is nothing I can write here that is going to make any difference. You either get this or you don’t. And if you don’t, I feel sorry for you. May as well resign yourself to pseudo-profound chicks in pink and black striped leg warmers who would love to spend Saturday night eating at 71 Clinton, watching Million Dollar Baby and having passionless sex. Great. I love that stupid internet kids are like (college nerd voice): “I can’t believe you guys would listen to a song that promotes violence.†Shut the fuck up, Timmy. That’s why they make RJD2 records. Includes instrumental and acapella. –Bob Bannister' flolol