This came out in 2000 — or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
Posthumous albums from dead rappers are so plentiful these days they should have their own section in stores.
But here’s the unique thing about the demise earlier this year of New York rhymer Big Pun — it wasn’t a drive-by bullet, but his 700-pound girth that stopped his heart. Naturally, it didn’t stop his career. Yeeeah Baby, nearly completed when he died, has been released to keep the Hispanic rapper’s memory alive. Frankly, it isn’t much of a legacy. Pun had a big, mush-mouthed voice and a distinctive rhyming style to match his size, but on these 16 standard gansta-rap tracks he doesn’t do much with them beyond the usual boasting, bellowing and beatdowns. Sure, when he inserts the chorus from Simple Minds’ Don’t You (Forget About Me) into one rap, it’s kind of poignant — all the more so because after Yeeeah Baby, most folks probably will.
