
This drop is only for the people in the cRap Music Fantasy League. Don’t bust my chain by leaving a comment if you didn’t get the e-mail leading you to this post.

This drop is only for the people in the cRap Music Fantasy League. Don’t bust my chain by leaving a comment if you didn’t get the e-mail leading you to this post.

You dudes got some fuckin’ nerve giving me shit over not having this post up on the page! I was on my way to some open bar event with the niggas from OnSmash dot com and now I am in some Korean run computer lab so you ungrateful fucks can get your fun on.
Here’s the point to cRap Music Fantasy League…
Everybody gives Jigga their azz because they don’t think he can run a rap label like Def Jam. Let’s see how well some of you run your own label. This is about business so choose rappers for your label that can make you money. I am going to set a few ground rules in this post that every label has to abide by. Use this post to OFFICIALLY enter the pool. The previous joint was to see how many heads were really ’bout it and whether this would be worth my time to administer. Since the feedback was good for feedback on this site I will do the league. Let’s get it crackin’…
Submit the name of your label and your roster of eight(8) artists in the comments section. Every label must have a girl rapper and an R & B dude. Your label scores money points every time one of your artists has a top twenty single, a music video in rotation, an album release, a review of a concert or album in supremacist media outlet(NYTimes, Washington Post, L.A. Times, etc), gold record certification, platinum record certification, award honor. I will set the money point level at a certain amount that allows a label the opportunity to acquire additional artists above the original eight.
Labels lose money points when their artists are arrested, but they gain notoriety points. Notoriety points will be transferrable for money points after a certain amount still to be determined.
Labels may have a dead artist on their roster.
Labels may have the same cRappers as other labels.
Labels may drop an artist from their roster and select another artist. That label may not re-acquire that dropped artist ever again. This is the SUGE KNIGHT rule.
Labels will have their points totalled on a weekly basis, or whenever I get the chance to tabulate the scores. Since this is the beta jumpoff for this league don’t present questions to me outside of the comments section. In this way everybody can benefit from playing the game.
Start filling up the comments with your rappers and your label names.

It takes a lot for me to say that headline since I am as big a fan of BARKLEY as anyone. I dogged IVERSON early in his career because I used to see him in NYC as much as I saw him on the TV. At Club N.V., The Tunnel and other little one off parties that were frequented by Hip-Hop’s glitterati. The Knicks at the time were still managing the remnants of the failed championship squad and IVERSON was one of those professional athletes that I would sneer at in person. Partly because I was jealous and partly because I was taller than him. Let’s be honest and say that my gullyness had boundaries. I am also taller than MIKE TYSON and I never EVER sneered at him when he walked past me at night spots like Bentley’s and Red Parrot.
This is actually why IVERSON slowly became one of my favorite players in the Association. He isn’t physically imposing, but the man is as tough as junkyard dog in Nigeria. He is fearless and for ten years he has sacrificed his body to win basketball games, not scoring titles. There is a problem with the professional teams that play in the city of Philadelphia. How come none of these teams are willing to surround their talented players with complementary talent? Heaven forbid another superstar. This is why Philadelphia is doomed to exist in also ran purgatory. Meanwhile, Iverson is now the problem in all the Philly daily papers. Give me a fucking break?!? Philadelphia is so depressed and lackluster the one time that Blacks weren’t shooting the shiite out of each other was during Sixer games. You need to say a prayer for young Black teens living in Philly right now.
I ain’t mad at you ALLEN for kicking your B.M. out the house butter azz nekkid. I ain’t mad at you A.I. even though you was only fucking NAS’ baby mama because she was NAS’ baby mama and maybe you thought that was your entre into the cRap music world. I ain’t even mad at the shitty cRap album you put out. I respect you boy-boy because you kept your shit hardbody from day one. If there’s any love from the bosses in the Association they’ll let you go to Minnesota and do your thing-thing on the waters of lake Minnetonka. Peace my dude.


I’m gonna be the first guy on the internets to admit that I enjoyed the JOHN LEGEND debut album. No Boutros Boutros Boutros to that admission. While I’m coming clean I should also admit that I have a greatest hits collection from Krispy Kreme queen LUTHER VANDROSS. These albums are essential grown and sexy accessories and they can help to loosen the clothing up of even the toughest Black bitch you have evar tried to scrape. Of course, I say bitch in only the most loving and endearing of ways.
When my folks fom the Negro network called me up to piece me my quarterly allotment of record label swag they included two(2) R & B CD’s that they said I had to hear. I knew JOHN LEGEND had a new disk on the streets, but I hadn’t heard too much from it. I don’t listen to commercial radio too tough either and they only seem to play R & B from the person whose name I will not mention until he publicly apologizes to JANET JACKSON for calling her a nigger.
The other R & B CD in my package was from ROBIN THICKE a/k/a Vanilla MAXWELL. I’ve heard some of his stuff over the internets and at first I thought it was a MAXWELL comeback until I saw the video with LIL’ WEASLE in it.

ROBIN THICKE’s album is formulaic R & B which doesn’t make it trash, it just makes it predictable. Looking for love, falling in love and falling out of love. Rinse, wash, repeat. I will give dude a pass since it’s the first CD of his that I’m hearing and because blue-eyed soul isn’t in any danger of becoming trendy since white dudes are finding guitars again like Sam Ash were having a fire sale. THICKE whines all over the disk and its hard to not think about how much better this CD would sound if it were MAXWELL instead. The only knock against THICKE would be that his style needs some more evolving. If I didn’t get this CD for free from B.E.T. I would prah’lee still download it. I give this CD 1.5 LUTHERS

ROBIN THICKE – ‘Lost Without You’
I like teasing JOHN LEGEND because he is obviously KANGAY’s kept man. Again, that means nothing when talking about his musical acumen for which dude is certainly talented. I don’t get the same fake piano playing that ALICIA KEYS exudes. LEGEND appears to actually compose his songs which is the rarest of all talents in a pop music driven market.
‘Once Again’ finds JOHN LEGEND doing what he is best at by creating funky, melodic, new millenium, new jack swing, new soul tracks. He drifts out of love and into wanderlust so often it’s impossible to figure out where his head is at (extra NO CLAY AIKEN) during any given moment. I think that’s why I enjoyed the album too. There’s nothing too heavy going on in here, even the track sung about a soldier waiting to get home to his lady(ha!) doesn’t feel weighted down. Basically, this is the kind of shit that I will put into the CD player when I take my ladybug to the Applebee’s drive-thru, or wherever it is you people go when you want to have a ‘classy’ night out.
LEGEND’s has a smoother than silk persona that evokes another R & B legend with ‘good hair’, Mr. LIONEL RICHIE. I’m not saying that JOHN LEGEND is on par with the capo of the Care Free Curl Mafia, but he is on his way to having a career that will get him extended runs in Vegas. LUTHER VANDROSS’ shiny sequined jacket may have found it’s new owner. ‘Once Again’ gets 2.5 LUTHERS and should be downloaded from lemonwire or whatever it is the kids are using.

JOHN LEGEND – ‘Heaven’
JOHN LEGEND – ‘Stereo’