TP.3 Reloaded
"[9] Rob Mitchum from Pitchfork felt that TP3 Reloaded was "one of those albums where every song sounds like a radio single [...] Kelly cruises through genres like he's giving a guided tour, hitting crunk, dancehall, hip-hop, reggaeton, and naturally, a handful of bedroom ballads along the way."[14] Billboard's Gail Mitchell felt that with ''TP.3 Reloaded, Kelly "doesn't break any new lyrical ground, but [his] talent for penning original, infectious grooves remains intact.the first hour of TP.3 is mostly about getting rowdy and getting it on, full of some of the clumsiest and lewdest lyrics Kelly has written, a few of which are extreme enough to be parody-proof [..] With one or two exceptions, all of these songs are second and third rate by his standard."[3] Los Angeles Times critic Richard Cromelin noted that "some of the up-tempo tracks are infectious, and the burbling ballads have a lush sensuality, but Kelly’s whole approach is familiar and threadbare."[5] Keith Harris, writing for The Village Voice found that "only a true beat-whore could groove along complacently to TP.3,"[18] while Sal Cinquemani from Slant Magazine called the album some "epic piece of crap.