Beg For Mercy

Artist: G-UnitTitle: Beg For MercyRating: 3 1/2 StarsReviewed by: Deacon Naz

21 questions later everybody’s favorite currency, 50 Cent, and his G-Unit crew are once again out to get their man. Only this time they are bringing it to the masses since before the album, you could only catch ‘guh guh guh G-Unit!’ on mixtapes. With a style that only a mother could love, G-unit has crushed Jah Rule, Murder Inc. (pardon me, “The Inc.”) and affiliates in the underground, while 50 continued the onslaught in the mainstream. The album Beg for Mercy shows that they can still murder folks on wax while maintaining a rounded variety of subject matter.

G-unit definitely take their game to another level on this attempt, proving they can keep it up for an album. Lloyd Banks still manages to shine the brightest out of the G-unit (50 excluded), with songs like “Smile”, and “My Buddy”. Lloyd shows his versatility as well has his hunger are just as prominent as when he was spraying DNA in braids on mixtapes. Unfortunately the G-unit is missing one key component in Tony Ya-Yo, who is at the moment indisposed, whose presence is missed. However with the addition of Young Buc they manage to keep the tradition alive. And who could forget the man himself 50 Cent who seems to have a continuous supply of verses to keep your index finger on rewind.

Eighteen songs deep, Beg for Mercy is laced with a few hot tracks and production that’s bananas. Hi-Tek gets on board with the tracks “G-unit” and “Eye for Eye”, and DJ Twinz (Redman) even step back on the scene with “I’m So Hood”. And of course the album wouldn’t be complete without a few elements of Dr. Dre.

All in all Beg for Mercy has its high points and low points. I wasn’t really at all disappointed, with hooks like “Girl you know I like it when you get on top, love muscle feel tighter than a headlock” on the aptly titled “I Smell Pussy,” they managed to keep my interest. Don’t get it twisted, with an assault of hardcore lyrics and fire production you’ll be saying ‘guh-guh G-unit’ in no time. FREE YA-YO.