C-Murder never really had much success relative to his brothers, Master P and Silkk the Shocker. His albums sold, but not nearly as well as the other No Limit releases. And there's a reason for that -- he never really had much going for him besides nepotism. He proved this album after album. So, given his consistent inability to impress even those within the ardent No Limit cult, you can't help but marvel at the idea of C-Murder trying to start his own sublabel, Tru Records. He pitched the idea on Trapped in Crime yet never really made much of it. On C-P-3.Com, though, C-Murder puts quite a push behind his new label and his modest stable of affiliates: T-Bo, New-9, Wango, Bass Heavy, XL, and a few others. You really have to admire his efforts and commend his ambition. C-Murder seems to have learned quite a bit about the rap game from his older brother when it comes to filling out an album with promotional cameos and pitching his product. Unfortunately, much like his brother, his business instincts heavily outweigh his musical talents. More than anything -- the rapping, the beats, the skits, the marketing-savvy booklet -- it's C-Murder's downright lack of creativity that makes C-P-3.Com such a disappointment. There's nothing on this album that C-Murder hasn't offered before on previous releases, not to mention the myriad other No Limit albums. And worse, the beats and rapping on C-P-3.Com make past albums like Life or Death sound like masterpieces. The beats are stiffer than ever and the rhymes are more staged than ever. If you couldn't stomach prime-era No Limit, there's little chance you'll make it more than a few songs into this album -- and even that may be a stretch. All you can really do is hope that C-Murder will eventually realize that he's better off saving his money than investing in ill-fated ventures like Tru Records and albums like this.