BODY COUNT
Carnivore CENTURY MEDIA
The original gangsta is back and hungry as fuck
small screen titan and arguably the coolest motherfucker on the planet, Ice-T really doesn’t need to keep making records with Body Count for financial reasons or to plump up his own ego. Listening to , however, you may sense that Ice-T needs to keep making Body Count records because, if he didn’t, he may well kill somebody. Since their transformation into a genuinely brutal and destructive hardcore metal crew on in 2014, Body Count have grown both in stature and significance; he may be a multi-millionaire, but few people sound as righteously pissed off about the state of things as Ice does here. Where had and 2017’s had the nailon-head brilliance of , has its ferocious opening title track: a snarling, unrepentant cry of
