Reception
- Entertainment Weekly (1/7/2000, p. 68) - "Most of this rap-metal is surprisingly legit - and cameos by Lil' Kim, Fred Durst, and Kid Rock don't hurt." - Rating: B-
- Q magazine (4/2000, p. 96) - 3 stars out of 5 - "...big, thumping, sweary, contemporary noise. Lee is entirely serious; he has the group's name tattooed on his arse cheeks..."
- Alternative Press (3/2000, p .86) - 4 out of 5 - "...armed to the teeth with special guests, hopping between metal-edged techno and radio-minded hard rock. The surprise: It ain't bad, and a few of these tunes are 'really good'..."
- CMJ (12/27/1999, p. 5) - "...brass-knuckled, rhythmically dense, rap-rock....owing more to pop-industrial music and Bomb Squad production than it does to Fred Durst....one of 1999's grittiest, most heartfelt rap-rock albums..."
- Vibe (2/2000, p. 160) - "...combines heavy guitar riffs with insolent B-boy wordplay....As an exercise in funky head-banging, MAYHEM isn't half bad....producer, Scott Humphrey manages to mix up Lee's limited palette just enough to keep you tuned in..."
- NME (2/14/2000, p. 41) - 6 out of 10 - "...contains more than enough of the mysterious kick-ass factor....successfully hip-hop beats with some exceedingly heavy guitar riffing..."
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