“Not that anyone expected subtlety from Die Antwoord, but the South African trio's second studio album is id rap at its worst, lacking scope or imagination even in its excess.”
“On their 2010 debut, these South African weirdos occasionally struck a sly balance between Ninja’s deranged rhymes, Yo-Landi Vi$$er’s evil-sexpot coos and DJ Hi-Tek’s slippery rave-rap beats. The novelty runs dry on Die Antwoord’s second album, a marathon of overwrought beats and clunky horn-dog-rebel boasts. Ninja’s idea of an anti-hip-hop rant involves quoting Vanilla Ice […]”
