A triumph

It's not the place to look for meaningful lyrics: the MCs seem primarily concerned with the subject of women's arses amid the scrappy breakbeats, claxon synthesisers and helium vocals. In fact, British listeners of a certain age may find that B-more gutter reminds them of 1991-era rave music. Anyone who felt the first Prodigy album would have been improved by getting someone to shout about bums over every song should investigate immediately.