Don't Get Mad, Get Money

by Andy KellmanFredro Starr's second solo album is a slight improvement over his first, despite the fact that there's nothing in the way of original ideas from a production standpoint. Newcomers Porky and Kronic Tones rarely break out from faulty cloning heard throughout the album, whether they're swiping pages from the playbooks of the Neptunes, Kanye West, or Just Blaze. The second-rate material Starr is given to work with still manages to make for a decent party record. The rapper, who's in rather strong form throughout -- without softening up too much -- saves the record from being a total misfire. The tempering of the guest appearances is another saving grace.