AbsolutelyFiend · 2014

pitchfork

“Back in his No Limit days, New Orleans rap veteran Fiend delivered his lyrics in a scrambled, pitched-up growl, sounding like a demon starving for souls. These days, though, he's adapted a wizened grown-man mutter, and when he ad-libs between verses, he sounds almost exactly the same as he does when he's rapping. By falling in with old No Limit buddy Curren$y's up-and-coming weed-rap clique, Fiend”