So porous. There are leaks and cracks and places to jump in and tear apart Second Verse from the inside but to do so you’d have to live this life, you’d have to understand where they’re coming from, you’d have to understand how something “So Grimey” can sound so washed-out and clean. It’s no wonder they’ve never made it big in America. Sure, Oxide and Neutrino are talented, but past that it reminds of sub-Bone Thugs vocalizings (the faster the better) and Neptunes circa summer and fall of 2001 production (”Bouncin’ Back” vs. “Six O’Clock”). But, in between the pores, there are moments that make you wonder, make you do the double-take, make you want to believe that it could still happen for them. But it’s impossible. It’s stuff that Americans do too well, already. No room for the English over here, unless garage becomes the new dancehall. Dizzee as Sean Paul. Oxide as Bounty Killer. If only.