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Gifted And Young Rappers…

Wednesday, June 18th, 2008

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Lil’ Wayne better watch his back(side), when Tall Tee is in the building…

Gifted
And
Young
Records

Is running this rap shit.


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THE EPITOME OF HARDBODY…

Wednesday, June 18th, 2008

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I gotta come home tonight straight from the day job. I’m sick right now. When I was younger I could go in for an entire week. Nowadays I am usually undone by my first night, fuck a second consecutive night of obamas.

Check this site out called The Minority Report. That’s my homey AL DEEZY. He’ll plug you to all that shit that is young, fresh and clean. AL listed this obama at a sneaker store in SoHo called Premium Laces. Since I have never been there i thought I would fall through and see what the scene was like. Plus it was an obama. By the time I left my office I knew there would only be an hour or so left of the party. I got there just in time to tap off the last cup of Skyy vodka and cranberry juice.

The party was for the launch of some line of t-shirts. Yawn. If you are dreaming about starting a clothing line please set yourself on fire while you are asleep. The world does not need anymore printed t-shirts. BTW, if you are looking for some cheap tees I just copped some Polo Ralph Lauren joints at Syms for $10 cent apiece. ‘Nuff said. That spot was dead so I motivated along Spring Street to the westside to catch the Eighth Avenue line to the moviehouse. As I ambled along Spring Street I laughed at the Black kids on skateboards. The old man in me called them “cliché ass niggas”. I secretly wished I could still ride a skateboard.

The skate dudes went into the Von Dutch store and I heard loud music playing there definitely from a DJ setup. I walked past sonn with the list because y’all already know and through the door to see another obama in full swing with better looking people than the first one and no shortage of liquor either. The free hooch in this spot was called T2. It was a tequila with taurine (yipes!) from Holland. This must be the shit that they give you in Amsterdam to get you all fucked the fuck up so that they can cut out your pancreas and leave you bled the fuck up in a back alley.

Who came up with the idea to mix tequila with taurine, AND caffeine to boot? Is that shit even legal? I stole a bottle. Whoever is having a barbecue in NYC and invites me will get to taste this wild shit. I’m mixing in $2 worth of fresh limes with two quarts of PAUL NEWMAN’s Limeade and this T2 shit. I’m sure that furniture will be broken after we’re done. Oh shit, before I forget, my good friend ANITA BRYANT was up in this piece. She is part of the Sista Factory collective. Definitely fucks with them if you go in for J*Davey, Ledisi, RES and any sisters that do that smoothed out R & B.

Me and ANITA both noticed that there were clearly too many kids inside of the store drinking that T2 when they were only old enough for Tang. Damn you Von Dutch. This is what happens when a clothing company is washed up. They resort to plying kids with alcohol. I wonder what the inventory shrink will be like at the end of the night? Who the fuck cares? Von Dutch is only for 13yr old suburban chicks with Swarovski stones on their cell phones. I kept my shit moving with my bottle in my back pocket. Copped a slice from Famous Ben’s. I’m winning…

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I almost gave away mye green variant Marvel Legends Hulk. I was just gonna mail it out to someone like eff it. I’m glad I kept it now. I mailed the Marvel Legends Colossus to my nigga from Start Snitching and instead of saying thanks that nigga was like “how much is Marvel paying you to give these out?” WTF?!? This is why I don’t fucks with Black people. Just white, and an occasional asian motherfucker. Start Snitching is still my peoples tho’. The Marvel Legends Colossus was going for $60 cent at the last comic con. The only thing about collectibles, and basically anything in general is that shit is only worth what someone is willing to spend on it.

*Still have the Beta Ray Bill / Loki package available if you want to copp*

The Incredible Hulk film was effing church. Combat Jack held back on his assessment. The shit about Hulk is that it wasn’t supposed to be the thrill ride that Iron Man was. The Hulk is on some sensitive, cerebral shit. Sonn is stuck walking around with a monster inside of him that can fuck up a decent wardrobe if shit pops off wrong. The story is about research scientists trying to keep the military from weaponizing their discoveries. The only problem is that the military has their hands in all kinds of shit and they won’t stop, because they can’t stop fucking up shit.

All the actors were sublime and no one was over the top. ROBERT DOWNEY Jr.’s cameo as Tony Stark was a bit extra. Marvel is going so hard right now with these film projects it almost makes the DC brand appear cartoonish even though they are live action. DC’s problem is essentially crafting movies that have a fidelity to the characters and actual storylines. Marvel stays winning because they play close attention to the connection and continuity of their comic books. Think about it, that’s why we were all gathered there in the theater at midnight on a schoolnight in the first place.

If you haven’t seen the new Hulk movie yet go do that this weekend. If you still haven’t seen ‘Iron Man’ yet then go bang your pinky toes with a ball peen hammer. Both of these movies, along with ‘Speed Racer’ have made this season one of the all-time illmatic cinematic summers. We haven’t even gotten to the July releases yet. I’m about to have an effing nerd attack. Best cameo in the Incredible Hulk was LOU FERRIGNO as the pizza loving security guard. STAN LEE’s was cool, but you gotta love big LOU. The audience definitely showed their love. You will too.


ESOTERIC, 7L and TERMANOLOGY – ‘Incredible Hulk Rap’

I AM WHAT’S POPPIN’!

Wednesday, June 18th, 2008

osorio b-day

Before y’all get all on some shit like, “This nigga here think he the shit” type shit understand that I use my superiority complex to mask my inferiority complex. I was so depressed this weekend that I didn’t leave the bed on Sunday but to piss. I didn’t do a damn thing else.

I didn’t even speak to my lady, who can sense when I don’t feel to great, but she still worries about me when I don’t pick up my phone. So don’t start thinking that I am feeling myself any other way than that way we should all feel ourselves. And that other way, occasionally.

These pictures are from a little birthday soiree for KIM OSORIO a/k/a the broad that has all Benzino and DAVE MAYS’ monies. Thanks to the new online capo at XXL Mag Dot Com CARL CHERY for ushering me into the A-list of the C-list celebs. I am now six degrees from WILL SMITH [ll].

We had hit up a listening session earlier in the evening for ANTHONY DAVID, a crooner on the INDIA ARIE imprint label. Free Crown Royal for three hours = official obama. I didn’t go in beast-status and walk around two-fisted at that joint since it was some music entertainment industry shit as opposed to some ad agency shit. You have to show discretion at the music industry joints. They will blackball you from future obamas.

P.S. So I stacked drinks on a counter near the bar. You already know.

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That’s CARL with the ‘Lo knit top and KIM in the headlock.

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My homey RYAN is one half of the Think Tank Ad Cartel that I fucks with [ll]. Lil’ mama had the thighs like as if she was a former Milrose Games champ.

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JOE BUDDENS pumped it up and showed some love…

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So did CONS 2 The QUENCE. I tease CONS about his kippers, but he is a music industry verteran while still being someone that is positive and humble. Dude is real cool to build with too. I am gonna see if I can make a Rap Music Real Talk video with sonn. Yo HOF what up?

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Shouts to MISS INFO who I had totally misread to be on some Hollywood steez. She’s just a real chick at the end of the day. Fuck around though and let me onto a production set with some craft services and I am going all in. Fuck the bullshit. You already know.

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Sassy ass KIM. Go shorty, its your birthday. And you know we don’t give a fuck if its your birthday. LOL

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As soon as the pretty girls kiss my cheek I know its time to get my ass home.

What Rap Music Supremely Misses…

Thursday, June 5th, 2008

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If you check the archives you will see that I didn’t have such high hopes for the ego trip collective’s latest television endeavor ‘Miss Rap Supreme’. It wasn’t because I didn’t think that the ego trip team couldn’t produce compelling television since they did that with the (white) Rapper Show, but would anyone want to tune in to listen to women rap?

Rap music is so often contextualized next to professional wrestling. Mostly because the blood and beefs are faked and the rampant steroid use. I never found myself interested in women’s wrestling and I think that sentiment rings true for people listening to rap music in 2008. Rap music has shifted culturally from embodying art to representing sport, and not even graceful sports either. Most rap music nowadays grunts and bumps its head into the wall. Rightfully so too since most fans say they listen to rap in order NOT to have to think.

Where does that leave women in the creation of this music? Kudos to ego trip for trying to save Hip-Hop by injecting the female aspect back into the music. Boys kissing men on the the lips while closing their eyes was NOT the proper female aspect. The irreparable damage was already done. Jean Grae can’t do it all by herself and she rhymes better than 84.675% of the people I hear on the radio. ego trip needed to bring some futuristic female funk to the television. I’m still trying to find someone that effed with this program other than the hype machine.

Holler at me if you went in on the entire season of Miss Rap. Vh-1 needs to broadcast a bloc of the Miss Rap Supreme programs. They should do that this weekend after hours when I am home sitting on my ass looking for some shit to watch so I don’t have to think. That is how Adult Swim murders shit. The programming blocs also bring out the production narrative of the series. I don’t care anything about these broads for 30mins weekly, but for four hours on a weekend I can fuck with these bitches.

*Of course I say bitch in only the most respectful way*

WALE: The Best Kept Secret…

Sunday, June 1st, 2008

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*Salute to GeekDown*

Beats and rhymes.

That is where you gotta go in.

The start and the finish.

The alpha and the omega.

First there was the word.

After the drum, of course.

The beats reigned down.

Thunder clap in day time.

The word is the truth.

repeat and rewind.

That is Hip-Hop in its base form.

Stripped down to nothing.

Nothing has a mathematical value.

So even nothing has a value.

But you already know.

Basically.

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The Wale ‘Mixtape About Nothing’ is the best rap album since the KanYe West mixtape ‘Can’t Tell Me Nothin’.

Coinidence?

Both have more continuity than 99.63% of all the albums released today. They are the proof that concept albums can still work if the artist understands the overall concept.

That and the word nothing.

I have on my late pass to fuck with Jean Grae and Wale. Here’s your late pass. Rock it.


‘The Opening Title Sequence’
The verses about the New Jersey Nets and Eddie Murphy are both 2008 candidates for ‘Rap Verse’ of the year.


‘The Freestyle (Roc Boys)’
The Oksana Baiul reference had me getting my Surya Bonaly right [ll].


‘Vacation From Ourselves’


‘The Grown Up’
The Bet Kept Secret killed the music on this mixtape.


‘The Cliche Lil Wayne Feature (It’s The Remix Baby!)’
Nike boots.


‘The Hype’


‘The End Credits’

BLACK SWAN x 10DEEP = WALE Mixtape Party

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BLACK SWAN x 10DEEP = WALE Mixtape Party

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Chillaxin’ after the show

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Best. Fitted. Evar.

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One of the most important people in rap music. No, this is not Eskay.

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The mixtape game going hand to hand.

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WALE = official.

Supreme… Not so much.

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Shout out to the Ambassador.

Eff ‘yo TV!

The internets is prime time.

DP Dot Commenters!

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