MC Breed is somebody most folks don't know about (unless he owes them child support) but he's been there for like forever. He represents Flint like Michael Moore, and makes tapes. I bought this tape because he had a highly-publicized feud with Erick Sermon (it was on like page 72 of The Source one month) because Sermon dissed him simply because Breed rhymed "e-double" in a line, when Sermon was the true E-Double. But then on this tape, Sermon guest appeared on a song, so the beef was squashed pretty quickly, probably as soon as somebody made Erick Sermon's cross eyes notice the fact that Breed has two e's in a row in it. I like Breed's voice and the beats are okay, but I don't know, he misses that star power. Yet, to this day, like the incubus, he haunts people's dreams. I've heard he has some demon voodoo grandma from New Orleans who has given him subliminal spells he puts behind his beats to train minds to dream of him, even though he's now an obscure rapper, which only drives the price of Ichiban Records releases up on ebay.
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