This came out in 1998 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
Hard to swallow, indeed.
First he was a popster. Then a gangsta rapper. Now Rob (Vanilla Ice) Van Winkle is a skate-metal skankster. But this time he really, really means it, he says. And to be honest, he almost pulls it off. The music here is no worse (and no better) that the last Korn and Rob Zombie albums, all crunchy rubber guitars and pseudo-industrial slam. But if he really wants to live down the past, he should stop chanting Ice, Ice Baby at every opportunity.
