The big hip-hop story of the day is another crapper has been shot. Why go to Iraq when you can express yourself right here stateside and at least we have indoor plumbing. BEANIE SIEGAL was on his way to have his jewelry cleaned this morning when a man with a beard (real talk: ‘ay nigga in Philly has a beard, not every, ‘AY NIGGA!) shot him twice in the arm. BEANS was able to drive himself to the hospital where he is said to be recovering from his wounds.
The big question I am going to ask anyone reading this crappy site is, “Who the fuck cares?!?”
Do you care Philadelphia?
Do you care Kansas City?
Do you care Detroit?
Do you care Houston?
Do you care Oakland?
We live in a country where there are more than 20,000 deaths annually from guns. By the end of the year, crappers and their weedcarriers will amount to a very small fraction of the loss in human life. Arguably, they are also the most expendable, especially if everybody is going to rhyme like JAY-Z. But for the other 20,000+ unlucky fucks and their families there won’t be any ‘Stop the Violence’ records.
Where is the national leadership on this issue? I mean, like, real elected leaders and not just the community activists. New York’s liberal Senators should be raising their arms(pun intended) over this issue. How about that halfrican jig Senator from Chi-Town? This moral issue should be able to make him reappear. Let the owners of Smith & Wesson answer the question what purpose do handguns serve other than to kill people?
Guns, jewelry and cRap music . . . It’s like the antithesis of a lifesaving coctail. On the other hand, I think the only leadership that will ever come is from this page and others like it given that it’s part of the hip-hop scene yet shows no mercy . . . Very much like an angry relative that you can’t avoid listening to . . . No homo with my cinnamon bunn hair cut but . . . Dallas, you’re the only hope.
Finally, I’m starting to believe that reggaeton is equivalent to a cut and run strategy.