Cam’ron has spent most of the three years since his last album
beefing with hip-hop heavyweights like Jay-Z, 50 Cent and Jim Jones.
That may explain why Crime Pays sounds so dated. Since he’s
pretty much excluded from rap’s elite clubhouse these days, maybe he
didn’t get the memo that gangsta themes, sex rhymes, painfully unfunny
skits and filling nearly every minute of a CD is so 2002. The
Harlem rapper still has a commanding flow, but when it’s applied to
worn-out cuts like “Who” (all about Cam making money) and “You Know
What’s Up” (all about Cam “fucking bitches”), it hardly matters. It
doesn’t help that many of the beats are as stale as Cam’s rhymes.
There’s one bright spot: “My Job,” a timely discourse on dead-end
nine-to-fives. Maybe he owns a calendar after all. —
Gallucci
This article appears in May 27 – Jun 2, 2009.
