100 Miles and Runnin'
Here comes the most dangerous rap crew there is — at least the first one to inspire an FBI protest. Their debut album, Straight Outta Compton, was one of last year’s smashes. Now they’re back with 100 Miles and Runnin’, but without their most thoughtful member, Ice Cube, who left after a sharp dispute about money and made a solo album that’s become one of 1990’s most searing hits. Can the remaining guys in N.W.A. match his success? This release is only a four-song EP (a full album is threatened in November), but here’s a preliminary report: Without Ice Cube, N.W.A. sounds pretty dumb.
”Sa Prize (Part 2),” takes off from ”F— tha Police,” the song that drew FBI fire by dramatizing charges that police harass blacks. Now N.W.A.’s accusations are much more garish and hard to believe. Do police really rape black women at gunpoint? Or is N.W.A., drunk with its bad-boy image, just trying to shock us?
They aren’t exactly wonderful about sex themselves. ”Just Don’t Bite It” might have the most demeaning lyrics about women ever written; they probably did it just to spite people who’ve attacked them for calling women ”bitches.” Their music still blazes with hints of the theatrical flash that made Compton so exhilarating, but these songs barely qualify as kid stuff. They shouldn’t even bother the police. D+