DP Dot Com ‘Ye Tudda stannery is climaxing [ll].
The DP Dot Com video for ‘Love Lockdown’ will be the last words I speak on ‘808’s & Heartbreak’.
Copp that shit for real. Read the L.A. Times co-sign.
Peep the official unofficial video…
Universal Music Group shut me down on my first two(2) uploads.
Now I have to get clandestine on these bitches.
Were you one of the folks that invested in foreign currency? When the British Sterling starts taking a nosedive then you know something wicked this way comes. Me personally, I was fucking with Iceland behind that whole shit about Greenland being covered with ice while Iceland was lush and green.
If G DUBBZ had declared martial law or whatever I was taking my sneakers and my action figures to Reykjavík the capital city. I was hoping all those years of reading The Mighty Thor comics would help me pronounce some of the people’s names. Iceland was rated the world’s most developed nation and like in the top five as far as production per capita. That is pretty fucking awesome that I can marry my Angela Bassett blow up doll and it isn’t a problem.
This is the kind of freedom that comes to places that have no religious fundamentalism. Iceland was originally settled by Irish monks, but later some norsemen came to the island and killed off the monks. Good shit Thor.
Everything was cooked with curry until the news dropped earlier this month that Iceland’s economy was even more fucked the fuck up than ours. How the hell did this shit happen? I think this society was a little too liberal. Investing in automobiles powered by assfarts seems magnanimously fuel efficient but ridiculously unbuildable. Investments like the one I just mentioned would be Iceland’s undoing. Now this model country is on the brink of bankruptcy.
The sexy plot twist in all of this is how many British and Dutch officials have their life savings stashed away in Icelandic banks. A major meltdown where these customers could no longer access their money would be the moment that the biodegradable organic waste products hit the proverbial air oscillating device. There would surely have been hell to pay. I’m glad now that I didn’t pack my bags for sunny Vestmannaeyjar. It looks like the Icelanders may not have a pot to piss in.
The question I have now is how the fuck can they afford all of these vowels?
Sneaker Fiends Unite!
The sneaker game is getting overrun by dopplegangers and swagger jackers. I thought it was time for DP Dot Com to take a stand for all those heads that are true to the game. What game? I don’t know what game, but negroes love to say that shit.
I watched this video by Lil’ Boweasle where he described retro released kicks as “O.G.’s”. If this dude is opening a sneaker store and he doesn’t even know the classification terminology for sneaker heads he should kill himself.
Seeing all the hits that Bow Wow generated for his video made J.D. swagger jack his steez and up a video of his own…
So what I decided to do was to go in and straighten these two carpetbaggers out. I’m glad that they get all kinds of hot shit from NIKE for free, but if they can’t take a minute to find out what they are wearing they are bastardizing the game. What game? I have no fucking idea what game.
DALLAS PENN has spent his entire life coveting the minutae and the details for stupid shit like sneakers and Ralph Lauren clothing. There is no way that he is going to allow someone with celebrity status and no convictions the lane to come into the game and make it any more fucked the fuck up.
What game?!?
Who the fuck cares what game?
A while back we discussed the Fantastic 4 pack that NIKE released as an homage to the longest running title under the Marvel Comics imprint. The pack was pretty nice and each shoe held its own individually within their own particular style. I ended up copping the Air Max offerings. The Mr. Fantastic Air Max ’90 and the Human Torch A.M. ’95s.
The one shoe that I felt didn’t hold up its end of the storyline was the ‘Doomposite’.
How do you disrespect one of the baddest villains of all time by screwing up his colorways?
Maybe their designers had seen only the black and white renderings of the “new” Dr. Doom?
I was resigned to the fact that NIKE didn’t get their shit right until someone became a MySpace friend of my sneaker collecting alter-ego HUF MAN KOOLS. This is when I saw the shoe that was supposed to be the “Doomposite”.
I need these Foamposites in my life.
These joints are so sick that even Dr. Doom had to salute them with his Latverian pimp cup.
And that’s what’s up.
808’s & Heartbreak IS a classic.
I’m going to go way out on a limb right here and say that ‘808’s & Heartbreak’ is the best album of 2008. It will be the one album that we all remember from this year. I’ve already forgotten about the so-called ‘Nigger’ album and the Roots ‘Rising Down’. Are the Roots still a band? I know that ?uestlove has a sneaker, deejays all over the place and loves to fucks with Twitter. Even Lil’ Wayne, who has sold nearly three million copies of the ‘Carter III’ will be eclipsed by the latest offering from ‘Ye Tudda West.
Does anyone make real shit anymore?
I’m not going to act like I have heard the entire album. I’ve heard all the joints that most of you have heard. The intro to Heartbreak, the joint with Jeezy, the joint with Weezy, the joint with Kid Cudeezy. See now, aren’t you glad that trend hasn’t taken hold where we call everyone “eezy” at the back of their names? Everyone is pitching a bitch because the vocal pitch is altered but no one is really listening to the tone, just the autotune.
KanYe is on this album yelling and throwing figurative furniture around the studio. This album is his catharsis for losing the one chick in the world that he could trust. The one broad he ever knew that wasn’t trying to get into his pockets, that wasn’t using him to get close to Jay-Z, Dame, or even that nigga Plain Pat.
Plain Pat what up?
I wonder what kind of pain KanYe experienced when he was young and his parents split up? That shit is hardbody. Big ups to all the dead end kids who find themselves in that emotional purgatory place you go to when your parents go their separate ways. Some of y’all have never known your parents as a family unit. For some of y’all it was always a situation where you went to your father’s crib on weekends or to your father’s mother’s crib if your father was a fuck up. It’s a crazy dynamic if that shit happens when you are still in that cartoon comicbook age and wearing underoos when your dad walks out the door.
Kids blame their parents and kids blame themselves. Truth is that America hates families and America eats the young. The album ‘808’s & Heatbreak’ was being written when KanYe’s parents split up. This album is on some raw emotional shit that I wish everybody would do. D.M.X. was the only rapper that I feel like wouldn’t hold back his feelings to get his point across. That nigga wouldn’t give a fuck what anyone said about him. He would smoke his crack, cry, pray to GOD, and then bark at the moon. That nigga was crazy. Everyone is too cool for fucking school. That shit is boring to me now.
I was just reading (I know, sooooo not Hip-Hop) the Spike Lee auto-bio and he talked about losing his mom to cancer while he was still in college. After that moment he had the courage to pick up a Super 8 camera. He always knew that he wanted to make films, but after his mom died he knew he HAD to make films. He found a courage to let his vision be set free. I think KanYe experienced the same feeling when he crossed this threshold in his life. The courage to trust everything in his mind that his mom had imbued to him. Losing your mother is the most hardbody emotional shit evar. Nothing in this world can happen to you worse than that. And then when you get up off the ground after crying your eyes out you realize that you are taller, stronger, harder. No one can tell you nothing.
‘Graduation’ was the prequel to 808’s just like that victory ceremony in Episode 4 was the prequel to that battle on the planet Hoth. That was a cold fucking winter. This will be the coldest winter evar.
In a few years some of y’all will use this album to help you work out of your coldest winter. Don’t act like your big homey Billy X. Sunday didn’t tell you the fucking deal. For a nigga to make a song that would make me fuck with Wayne is an achievement. Maestro did it with ‘3-Peat’. Now KanYe does it with ‘C U In My Nightmares’.
I’m not sure which listenership is futuristic enough to embrace this album. It deals with loss on such a level that even I can’t fully understand. When my dad died I thought about all the things that he had done for me to get to the point where I could control my destiny (true story is that he hated that I wanted to be a writer instead of an architect) and how much sacrifice both my parents made for me to pursue my dreams. That’s why I fucks with ‘808’s & Heartbreaks’.
This shit is a dedication to all of those that help us get out our dreams.