The Universe of Brooklyn, East New York City, is what Tha Supa' Group Us call home. And they call 9 people to be members of their roaster: Debo Damagio, Screwface, Chris Styles, Rhyme Animal, Bruce "Thief in Da Nite" Waynne, Gunna, Faison, Crow and the only female member Precious Paris. She's also the sole artist rapping on "Fun". And what seems to be another perfect option for all the haters, to get their hating on, will actually hush all of them faster than Dr. Evil sheeshhes his son. Not only manages Paris to rhyme in an appealing flow, it also sounds like she provides the catchy and have to singalong chorus, and she mixes a little nastiness with constant pride throughout the rhymes. This is combined with a funky guitar and a melodic piano, and so the whole tracks just follows the titles suggestion, and is plain fun. This track has to be perfect every party, BBQ, family reunion, club and radio station.

The streets then take over on "Where-U-At", where Chris Styles, Faison, Charlie "Fingaz", Waynne and D.L.Slinkco team up for this rowdy tune. Again the chorus is made to be memorable, and this whole track works as much as anything any multi-platinum rider artists do: the flossing is there, the ice and heater references, as well as the club ready beat. The same can be said about "Nigg-z", but on this track, that has whole click go at it, there's also a dose of humor blown into the lyrics, and that's what makes this track more than just an ignorant excuse to use the N-word more often than a KKK rally. With a one key hitting beat, the in fashion scratching, already mentioned dope one line rhymes, this track works better than we'd expected. And so yes, it rightfully blew up.

Now the Brooklyn people have this habit to shout out where they are from at any possible and impossible time. Utilizing the chance to do it to a world wide crowd, "East New York" serves as a home turf manifest, as much as it serves as a newspaper handout flyer, that informs each passer by about what's going on in this neighborhood. Debo, Chris Styles, Faison stomp their lyrics onto a hectic drum pattern, a restrained cinematic atmosphere, as well as whining keyboard sounds. Especially the drum add to the intensity, also progressed with the lyrics, and again another probable street anthem is born. A claim that "Streetz Worldwide" also wants to accomplish, and it succeeds with a dope beat, that hides the predictable scratching better, uses bleeping keyboard effects to its good, and does not blatantly go routes paved by hyped producers.

Of course this is not the kind of crop suited for everyone's bread or müesli. Some will say that this is not butter, others will go "I can't believe this is not butter". So whatever your breakfast preference might be, this will either be to your liking, or not. But the fiber radar says, that there's too much good about this release (that also features alternative - radio, instrumental - versions of each track) to just shove it back, neglecting it with a 'I don't care about this' filter on. (tadah the byk)

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