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Should’a Never Gave You Niggas Skateboards?!?

Thursday, November 15th, 2007

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The New York Times, in typical NYTimes privileged fashion has discovered that negroes are riding skateboards(again!). You already know that I hate the pandering liberal, closeted conservatism of the New York Times. These are the same faux liberal fuckwads that railroaded the six Harlem teenagers falsely accused of raping the Central Park jogger. The NYTimes threw them dudes under the proverbial bus in the worst way. So I am always suspect whenever they run a story that mentions Black youth. Don’t sleep on these supremacists either, in the NYTimes newsroom nooses are referred to as tree accessories.

It turns out that one of the intrepid reporters from the Times, some relocated Mid-Westerner caught a glimpse of some Black kids doing kick flips in front of the Brooklyn Museum of Art. Their attire must have emboldened him to ask the kids a few questions about their reasons for grinding in front of the museum. Of course, PHARRELL WILLIAMS was credited with the fad of skateboarding in the urban community as well as Lupe Fiasco. What was odd to me was that the reporter didn’t dig any further into the urban skate scene than STEVIE WILLIAMS. Typical of the NYTimes to keep their reporting a generic commodification of the true urban skate scene.

My homey IAN REID has been grinding boards from Bed-Stuy to Bangkhok, from Fort Greene to fucking… Yeah! My dude is the underground center city skate king and if you ever saw the video ‘Sex, ‘Hood, Skate & Videotape’ you would already know what’s good. I’m not trying to take anything away from STEVIE WILLIAMS or HAROLD HUNTER (GOD bless the dead), but my nigga IAN goes in with all the street skaters. IAN’s video is a mix of bumfights, drunk nude chicks and yeah, skateboarding. Shit is hardbody as fuck. You don’t believe me? Watch the fucking trailer.

Where In The World Is CAM’RON San Diego?

Thursday, November 15th, 2007

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The new mixtape cover.

Rap music in the new millennium is fueled by personalities and events. Why else are there a dozen or more awards shows annually? It’s not like people are doing more things artistically. It’s just that we are celebrating mediocre art more frequently. At these events we see personalities. Some will be dressed in tophats with tails, while some will opt for white tees.

In a year that has seen some G.O.O.D. music come out of the rap genre we are still dominated by discussion of one of the greatest mediocre rappers evar. CAM’RON GILES has spent the last six months of 2007 in an undisclosed location while the rap world, er, the internets, has speculated on what his future recording career might be. Are we that bored? Yes, and no. The truth is that CAM’RON is one of the rappers who understands the cult of personality disease that plagues most Americans.

Why else do we care about Foxy Brown? Let’s face it, Foxy is a more compelling personality than Lil’ Kim. I could care less about the music output from either lady, but I find myself anxious to hear about Foxy’s latest dustup in the county lockup. CAM’RON applies the same principles for marketing his personality. He has become a character that can possibly say anything at anytime. From his laughable interviews on the Bullshit O’Reilly show to his embarrassment to the entire African American collective on 60 Minutes it’s obvious that CAM’RON knows what to say to push our buttons.

Why else would we even care about his whereabouts? Last week was further proof that CAM’RON still has a buzz with the folks that live in their parents’ basements. A media event was created at the idea of CAM’RON giving away his latest mixtape in front of the Apollo Theatre in Harlem. This is the first music being released by him since his pre-summer squabble with Fifty Cent, another fellow media whore savvy rapper.

Suffice to say, CAM’RON didn’t show, but enough people did show up and report on the scene that ensued. Everyone seemed to be in awe of the pink colored Range Rover. I would venture to argue that even if CAM’RON hadn’t distributed his mixtape on that night just the appearance of a pink painted Range Rover would have satisfied the crowd. The events have exceeded the art that created them. Where in the world is CAM’RON? He’s thinking up his next media event.

Turd! It’s What’s For Dinner…

Saturday, November 10th, 2007

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When BILLY X. SUNDAY isn’t working at the XXL offices he’s giving medical advice at the Kings County Hospital Emergency Room. Today’s episode… How Do I Keep From Farting At The Dinner Table?

Intestinal gas isn’t funny to everyone. I personally love it. I remember eating tunafish for a week straight and by the end of the week my doot smelled exactly like a freshly opened can of tuna. My body surely didn’t need all the mercury that I prah’lee ingested from the tuna and after I took a tuna shit that was enough to keep me off canned fish products for a little while. What really impressed me was how my body could no longer process the fish properly.

The human body is an engineering marvel and it needs to be fueled properly like any machine. And just like any machine there will be by-products from a properly operating bio-mechanism. Intestinal gas, also known as fottz are that by-product. The human digestive system produces intestinal gases as it break down the different foods that we eat. Most people, except for Hindudes, usually find it embarrassing to expel intestinal gases in social settings. So what should you consume so as not to be so assy, er, gassy?

Intestinal gas is typically about 99% odorless since it is made up of all the natural gases we find in the environment like oxygen, nitrogen, hydrogen, carbon dioxide and even some methane. The remaining one percent is the bacteria which ferments inside of the intestines from undigested foods. The bacteria is what we smell when we do smell something. The real question you want to ask is how does one reduce one’s intestinal bacteria so that one might be able to expel intestinal gas unnoticeably? That’s what you were thinking right?

  • Crank ‘Dat Lactose
    Dairy products that contain lactose are typically difficult for people of color to digest since our bodies don’t produce high amounts of the digestive enzyme lactase, which splits lactose into smaller parts. Cheese and ice cream are the big culprits. Hence the phrase “cutting the cheese”.
  • Fruck You Fructose
    High fructose corn syrup is a mega popular sweetener, but it is difficult to digest by the body just like corn is. HFCS is so ubiquitous in food products you will have to start paying attention to ingredients and product labels, but if it’s less stanky flatulence that you want maybe it’s time to switch your pitch over to the diet soft drinks.
  • RAFI knows? Say word?
    The natural sugar found in beans, broccoli, cabbage, asparagus and brussell sprouts is called raffinose. No relation to RAFI KAM although I’m pretty sure his passion for Mexican food has melded raffinose into his DNA, and surely his intestines[ll]. Some people take Beano to shut down the gas production from raffinose filled foods.
  • In my medical opinion we should no longer be ashamed of our bodies natural digestive functions. Intestinal gases, whether they are expelled from the penthouse or the basement are a sign that our bodies are in working order. We shouldn’t be ashamed of the wondrous machine that the human body is, unless you have eaten a red bean eggroll wrap filled with curry cole slaw and a gotdamned milkshake. You should keep that shit over… There.

    BILLY X. SUNDAY is not an accredited physician, nor does he hold a high school diploma.

    cRap Music Fantasy League Scoreboard Update…

    Friday, November 9th, 2007

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    Copp that Ghost Deini action figure. Only $500. Cheap.

    Krack Ko Kaine Entertainment 5900
    Incilin Productions 5700
    Gain Green Records 5300
    America Done Fell Off Records 5150
    WindBreaker Records 5050
    The Nappy Ram Affiliates 4550
    All Starz Entertainment 4500
    Gunshine State Music 4475
    Funk Town Records 4450
    WDISL Records 4425
    Open Cannister Recordz 4175
    Pretty Dollar Entertainment 3950
    Jesus Slap Boxers 3775
    CRap-A-lot Records 3775
    Candyland Records 3725
    Beat Break Records 3700
    Bang 2 Dis Entertainment 3525
    Berries & Cream Records 3425
    WTF Records 3375
    North Star Records 3325
    Fantasy Records 3300
    Bodega Inc 3275
    Media Whore Records 3275
    329 Music 3200
    NYC Records 3175
    Combat Jack Records 3150
    MIP Records 2925
    Solutions Global Media 2850
    SayDatNuccaName Wreckids 2725
    Death On Arrival Records 2675
    Bottlenecks Records 2625
    DubbleUp Entertainment 2600
    Vagina Crusher Records 2550
    Fuckin Sellout Records 2525
    Talent Show Entertainment 2525
    Barely Literate Entertainment 2375
    Mental Calisthenics 2325
    ASE Records 1925
    The Block Is Hot Music Group 1875
    New Black Money Records 1875
    Brick Productions 1700
    County Of Kings Records 1300
    Know The Limit Records 1200
    BLZ Records 950
    Detroit In Dis Bitch Records 750
    Six Feet Deep Promotions 225

    All Day I Dream About Syllables…

    Friday, November 9th, 2007

    jmj adidas

    R.I.P. JMJ

    Over twenty years ago RUN-DMC blazed the trail for corporate America’s use of rap music to identify and brand products purposefully. Name dropping luxury items has always been a staple of rap music’s canon, but never before had a corporation made the direct connection to openly recognize the influence. More often than not corporations design their lust for disenfranchised peoples dollars by saying that disenfranchised people aren’t allowed to own their products. This usually brings waves of poor people’s money towards that brand since poor folks want nothing more than to appear NOT poor (see DP’s sneaker collection).

    Give Adidas all the credit for hiring Hustle Simmons’ amazing threesome to craft an homage to their footwear that has lasted the test of time. If only a crispy pair of leather Rod Lavers could stay this fresh for this long. What allows the RUN-DMC tribute to remain viable after all of these years is the song’s simple yet sturdy construction. This is where we decide to employ DP Dot Com’s patented rap-ology technology. Let’s study a few of the songs created as homages to different sneaker brands and see if we can determine if someone’s intelligence is directly connected to the footwear they consume.

    Rap music is an artform that employs language to describe life in such a way that it resembles a painting, or better yet photography. It’s been said that a picture is worth a thousand words. Let’s use that benchmark to grade these songs. If all of the compositions were a thousand words long which one would be written by the college level student and which one would come from the da-dunn da-dunt?


    RUN-DMC – ‘My Adidas’
    My Adidas remains the gold standard for corporate-sponsored Christmas gift wrap. Succinct and to the point. You know exactly what these dudes are talking about and they don’t waste any words on bullshit. Yes, the brand name is repeated several times and it is a polysyllabic word in itself, but tell me the last time someone used the word “university” in a rap song?!?

    TOTAL WORD COUNT – 420
    TOTAL POLYSYLLABIC – 27


    NELLY featuring the St. Lunatics – ‘Air Force 1’s’
    NELLY and his crew of colorful weedcarriers craft a song that more than doubles up the length of the Def Jam classic, but even at over a thousand words their love for Air Force Ones is mostly at the level of elementary school poetry written in Crayola crayons.

    TOTAL WORD COUNT – 1060
    TOTAL POLYSYLLABIC – 13


    SOULJA BOY – ‘(I Got Me Some) Bapes’
    After 875 words and not one single polysyllabic word you can discern fairly easily that only retahds are wearing BAPE sneakers. Weep for the future.

    TOTAL WORD COUNT – 875
    TOTAL POLYSYLLABIC – 0

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