Codigo is at it again. Like Boston's 17x champions, this album is a trophy above the rest. All nine tracks have a calm braggadocio about them. When you're the best, you can't help but gloat. Wesley
3/4 of the Tragic Allies can't be wrong. Codigo and Paranom spit about wearing fine-ass coats, fine-ass 5-star meals, fine-ass 5-star hotels and other jealousy-inducing high life morsels. Get the money, y'all. Wesley