After all the marketing hype surrounding this posthumous release I envisioned an album of high-quality tracks that would eclipse Big Pun's somewhat disappointing (and over hyped) debut. Once again hype proves to be just that and what is left is an inconsistent collection of songs where the number of different producers is matched only by the number of vocal guests. This variety comes across as a thinly-veiled attempt at walking the financially lucrative tightrope between commercial success and street cred. Big Pun is at his best on the tracks where he drops the annoying hooks and gets down to the ruff and rugged business of slaying the microphone. More moments like this would have saved Yeeeah Baby from mediocrity. [6/10]