After seven albums of banging on about drugs and guns to diminishing effect, LA's falling hop-hop kings have finally woken up from their dope-induced doze. Cypress Hill's first offering since 2001's so-so Stoned Raiders doesn't break with the formula, but at least it stretches it. The 16 tracks here dip into Latin hip-hop, rock, dancehall, salsa, fast 'n' furious gangsta (the brutal Another Body Drops) - while the unlikely instrumentation features everything from a melancholy piano to a harp.
B Real: "Throw it on the wall/See if it sticks/If it don't work/Take another hit." Sen Dog: "Take another hit!" Those are not quotes. However, if Cypress Hill were to take the lead from every other MC who has declared honesty to be the only policy, the group might've included lines like that somewhere near the beginning of their eighth album. More restless than ever, fleeting flirtations with Jamaican music of most stripes -- dancehall, dub, and ska included -- are handled clumsily.