Wiley’s latest cobbling together is infuriatingly irresistible. Asteroids-playing beats are knocked out in lunchbreaks, rhymes do as they damned well please (even that title sounds muddled) and there are concepts that are complete non-starters. But Eskiboys will be Eskiboys. When Wiley does get his head down he’s hard to stop, a start-middle-ending conciseness to most infused with some weird black magic thing that nags you into going back for more. And you do. Whether it’s promoting bedroom dancing or going for another Roll Deep crossover, like the football team that doesn’t play well but still gets results, ‘Evolve Or Be Extinct’ is the sign of a champion, like it or not.
6/10
Words by MATT OLIVER
