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Lurking beneath the surface of Busta Rhymes's hip-hop court-jester antics and daring fashion sense has always been an MC with an affinity for the dark side. Hits such as "Dangerous" and "Whoo Hah!! Got You All in Check" may have sounded like lighthearted rap fodder, but a closer listen reveals the flamboyant rapper's affection for apocalyptic theories. Mayhem-themed album titles such as When Disaster Strikes, Extinction Level Event, and Anarchy only make the case more evident. The culmination is 2002's ominous It Ain't Safe No More, which confirms that Busta's celebratory club anthem "Pass the Courvoisier" (from 2001's Genesis) was just a breather, and a brief one at that. Recorded postSeptember 11th, most of It Ain't Safe No More's 18 tracks feature a pessimistic and sex-obsessed Rhymes. The disc opens with a lullaby that warns "watch where you sleep, watch where you walk." Lyrically, Rhymes only approaches the playfulness of classics such as "Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Can See" on a few tracks, including the dancehall reggae-splashed lead single "Make It Clap" (and he's not talking about your hands). On the other hand, his production has never sounded better. "I've got the best beats," he boasts on the Mario Winansproduced, bhangra-accented "Take It Off, Pt. 2," and he's not lying. While Rhymes's fifth solo disc may not be his friendliest, it is one of his most fervent. And perhaps it's about time we stop passing the Courvoisier long enough to hear the truth about our world's gloomy state. Tracy E. Hopkins, Barnes & Noble