‘Reality Check’
From the new JayStayPaid mixtape by NatureSounds.
This is the verse that Black Thought uses to open the Roots $10 Jam Sessions.
thx 2 Nah’Right
Archive for April, 2009
Black Thought Blacks Out…
Sunday, April 19th, 2009Run DMC = G.O.A.T. Rap Duo…
Sunday, April 19th, 2009
A big shout goes out to Run DMC for being elected into the Rock & Roll Hall Of Fame. Hip-Hop is really bigger than rock music though. The best Hip-Hop deejays spin funk, soul, jazz, rock and even classical music. Anything that will make you nod your head to the beat is fair game. R.I.P. Jason Mizell.
Here’s something for you to do at home if this is a lazy basketball watching Sunday for you. I’ve put together another one of my ridiculously truthful, but infamously totally unscientific bar graphs which charts the greatest rap music duos of all time. Actually, we have only graphed the top 5 so all of you Whodini and Nice & Smooth stans might be a bit butthurt.
The determining factors were the influence on the rap genre itself while also considering the lyrical content of the artists and their overall catalog. The biggest point of contention has been the placement of Redman and Method Man ahead of OutKast AND A Tribe Called Quest. What most complainants have been unable to register is that Redman has given birth to the styles of Grammy winning rapper Ludacris and the rapper in every whites top 5 – Eminem.
The point I’m stressing here is that Redman and Method Man may not have a catalog as a duo with the same sales numbers as some of the other artists in the top 5 but when you consider their overall body of work you are looking at two of the most important and prolific artists of all time with the rap music genre.
Plus, How High >>> Idlewild, and the Meth & Red show > Class of 3000
We Got Torture For That Ass…
Sunday, April 19th, 2009
I’m starting to see that there aren’t too many differences between G DUBBZ and OBAAMA. The new administration has acted like a shield (Nick Fury?) to the past misdeeds of the previous admin. Even to the point that DICK CHENEY is caught on tape going to Israel to start some shit and OBAAMA says nothing as if it were just some frat house hijinks.
There’s no way you can bring that horse back to the barn now that it has been set free. I’m pretty sure on an island off the Maltese coast we have some facility where we attach people’s nuttsachs to car batteries. The fact that we aren’t doing it on Cuba any longer doesn’t really count. The internets has made our bastardry global like that.
Though I wouldn’t even be concerned with shit happening halfway around the globe. I think we are going to find some new levels of torture right here in this hemisphere. OBAAMA is backing the Mexican government in their sale war on drugs. i’m sure there are going to be some cartel bosses who need to be waterboarded or whatever crazy technique the CIA uses to put people in check. I don’t see why not, considering that OBAAMA is signing the waivers.
SEPARATED AT BIRTH: Why Must I Cry?
Sunday, April 19th, 2009
^ lifted from TwitPic –> JaRouge
Was Joe Budden’s latest music video cinematically inspired by the classic Reh Dogg clip of ‘Why Must I Cry’?
Like LEN WARNER used to say, “let’s take it to the videotape”
THANK GOD IT’s FRIDAY…
Saturday, April 18th, 2009
Still going in with this photoblog ish…
Beats & Brands had the free Ciroc for the people. Even the fools fell through. I see you Menasaur. The night started off dope like that and the Go In Brothers were in full effect. Shouts to CHAD MILLER. We had Ruffian in the building along HOBBS, Blagovelli, LowKey and a special Friday night appearance from XXL online boss CARL CHERY.
As you can imagine, the free Ciroc had folks twisted, but the party ended early and we all wondered what to do with the rest of our evening.
The Go In Brothers made an executive decision to motivate to Santos Party House. Right now Santos is the hottest shit on two wheels and that was evident by all the people that were standing on line waiting to be let in. Santos security wouldn’t let me in because I may have been too drunk already.
I needed someone with pull to zoop me in that joint. RapRadar’s ELLIOT WILSON and Village Slum’s MEL COLE both fronted on the kid. Fuck your real life celebrity status! Santos had a shitload of talent on the sidewalk so I sidewalk pimped until I got bored.
Ruffian dipped off on us when the Santos security started fronting so that left HOBBS, CARL SHERY and I. CARL being the enterprising cat he is made it inside of the party. He came back out to see if he could help HOBBS and I get in. I was too far gone to be allowed in on this night. I was starting shit with the security and just being the annoying drunk dude.
What was left of the Go In Brothers decided to go in somewhere that wanted us. We went to Sutra for Mikey Fresh’s birthday party. Sutra was packed and lively. I like this spot because they keep it underground and Hip-Hop.
Literally.
The basement party room was crazy. Mikey had a gaggle of Asian girls for me too. Too bad I couldn’t partake of the menu. I’m damn near married and I had a commuter rail train to catch.
There is the 2:30am train out of Penn Station and the 4:30am joint. The latter is filled with miserable alcoholics and junkies who remind you of your despicable mortality. The 2:30am train isn’t as bad. There are mostly quiet drunks and the like. It isn’t as depressing as the 4:30am train because you still have the possibility of doing something for yourself after you wake up.
When I am on the 4:30am train I know that my following day will be smashed and incoherent. The hangover and subsequent headache are almost unbearable. So why do I do this shit? Because I am an alcoholic and a junkie. Two steps removed from a twelve step ten years ago. I stumble and tumble towards tomorrow.
But for the grace of GOD here go I…
