As the “Mac 10 Handle” video opens, Prodigy is coated in sweat, slumped on a floor, chugging tequila from a bottle. A second later, he’s seen silhouetted in a flophouse window, waving a machete. When he mutters something about watching Hard Boiled, images from John Woo’s best movie flicker on the screen. The film stock is harsh and grainy, bathed in a hazy glow, speeding up and slowing down and chopping around frantically while Prodigy’s eyes dart around his nasty apartment, around the makeshift ashtrays in old pizza boxes. We’re a long way from the mansions of the “Have a Party” video. Later, we see Prodigy in a nightclub surrounded by people in Halloween costumes. A girl in a vampire costume flashes her fangs. Some guy in a Michael Myers mask stands motionless against a wall. Prodigy’s not wearing a costume, and he’s staring backwards over his shoulder. And then he’s back in that apartment, hallucinating dudes in rubber demon masks suddenly appearing next to him. Snakes crawl around. Prodigy stabs a mirror, then a chair. And when he stabs the chair, blood comes out, so he keeps stabbing. An evil laugh bubbles up from the track. The whole thing is just fantastically dark and evil, a bloody fever dream from someone buried so deep in his own thoughts that he’s stopped looking for a way out.
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