Dice e-mailed me this lastnite to remind folks that he isn’t simply liberating his archives as opposed to just making more hot fire for your earholes [ll].
This David Copperfield joint is like catching a cold in the summer – str8 influenza mixed with amnesia and Alzeheimers. I know you thought I was gonna say AIDS, but that is a cliche Drake ad-lib.
Dice Raw >>> Drake. But y’all knew that.
Tell me this shit ain’t fire?
Dice Raw – ‘David Copperfield’
Dice Raw, Truck North and Tuphace put it down over the classic 80’s Michael McDonald/Doobie Brothers sample.
You best believe the Money Makin’ Jam Boys got this ‘Yacht Rap’ shit on lock.
‘Fools’
Peep this beautiful NYC shit…
I’m standing at the busstop this morning bright and early on my way to work. This dude walks up to me directly and tells me that he has 20 crates of albums for sale. I scan dude’s steez and he looks like he just came up from a basement, prA’li his moms. He’s wearing a dirty white tee, dusty ass jeans and a super scuffed pair of adidas.
My reply to holmes was, “good for you.”
He just looked at me and nodded on some bruh man from the fifth floor shit.
“I just wanted you to post that on your blog.”**
ROFL!!!! No doubt homey. See you tomorrow.
BIG RECORD SALE
Hip-Hop, Rap, Reggae, R&B, a touch of jazz, Disco, etc.
20 crates full of music
Records are in varied condition. Some have been very loved, some rarely played, lots of gems.
Saturday, June 12 10am-4pm
482 Sterling Street, BK
(btwn Washington and Classon Avs)
**Mention ‘Dallas Penn’ and get a free 45
Drake’s debut album is the sonic event for 16yr olds worldwide. This album wasn’t as cheesy as I thought it would be. I mean, it’s pillow soft, but it isn’t Justin Bieber for Black people.
Drake isn’t going to bring back anything about rap’s golden era and that is fine. In 2010 I don’t think we should be looking in the rearview mirror to move forward. Rap has returned to its dancing at the disco roots and Drake injects his own type of Rap & Bullshit into the matrix.
Thank Me Later is all 808s without the heartbreak. It’s a fun album for the 2010 summer. It won’t make it to the fall tho’. And it honestly doesn’t want to. TML wants to have fun now and see how many groupies it can pick up without really trying.
Thank Me Later will own the aspirational rap niche this summer with all the guest features that fill this album up. I want to call this disk a pancake because it’s dripping with syrup.
‘Fireworks’ featuring Alicia Keys
‘Fancy’ featuring T.I. and Swizz Beats
‘Show Me A Good Time’
On my first couple of spins of TML I would give it a double Lutherburger [ll] rating with extra cheese thanks to all the features.
WTF is wrong with this dude Eminem? This album is his 808 & Heartbreak. Eminem finally exorcises his Proof ghost on wax and I have to admit that Eminem went in gheyer than Drake. How did he manage that? With the worst singing ever on a rap album. EVAR! When Eminem harmonizes he makes Biz Markie sound like Ronald Isley.
I feel like there is a song on this album where Eminem speaks on going thru a sex change. This is a departure from his usual emo suicidal tendencies. Proof’s death was fucked the fuck up that’s for sure, but to cut your stick off is some other shit. This older instrospective Eminem is gheyer than a bag of dildos.
Oh wait a minnit… There’s a song eviscerating his ex-wife. He’s back. But no. This anthem filled Eminem is making rap into a fistpumping exercise [ll]. Yeah, the Situation will be masturbating to this album. If you hated the fake accents Eminem employed in Relapse (and I didn’t) you will hate the falsetto singing on the hooks. Eminem also namechecks KanYe in several songs.
WTF is this shit?!? My favorite song on the album is a Pink feature?
Am I going ghey?
Damn you Marshall Mathers!
‘Won’t Back Down’ featuring Pink
’25 To Life’
‘???’
The lyrical beast doesn’t show his face until the last untitled track on the album. I understand that Eminem had to express his love for his fallen brother and I hope that he finally realizes the way to shout out to your people is to be your best manimal. Unbowed and undefeated. There are too many songs on this album that require you to hold a candle in the air.
At a rap show in Detroit’s Ford Field this album means you are gonna need hell’a deoderant.
