Monday, April 16, 2012 · Dovi Henry · 1 Comment
Hip-Hop is not dead. Slow people, please put your Nas CDs down. Now pick your Nas CD filled CD players up. Radio Raheem. Once, Hip-Hop fell down some stairs and was dead. How I know? Nasir taught me. Now, she is back in full muthafuckin’ effect, beating up the parents all over the house. Kiss you teeth real loud one time if you feel me, right in front of whoever yo momma has over for company. Rappers are back living large, dancing dumb, and saying that type of shit ain’t nobody sensible saying, hoe. Don’t tell grandma I said that, snitch. You know who told me all this, though? Rappers did! These folks, as of, like OFWGKTA, Chiddy Bang, Kendrick, Wiz and a whole lot of other arrogant mugs making music that I can *ahem* fuck with; as a young dude. That ‘frankly, I just don’t give much of a fuck, and we’re dope’ attitude. Even if I don’t end up listening to everyone, I’m still pretty happy about the state of rap music of late. Maybe I’ma still mainly bump that navy blue diamond, UGK and other old folk. James Brown. If ever I’m really in that trippin, wildin’, frontin, spazzing, N.E.R.D English type of a mood, one of those 32 joints in a row type of mood, you know Wiz and the Hippies is coming up on the dial. Same with Ye, same with Busta, but I’m saying: this is the right now. I don’t listen to tons of different rappers, but I’m trying to hear what’s hot, and that man Meek Mill is out here doing something. 2 Chainz is hella impressive and K.R.I.T. best drop some hotness, now! Some more hotness that is. Go Miami Heat, also, in completely unrelated shit. Good game, last game, or whatever…
The G.O.OG. family is expected to deliver that summer time ultra party, sweaty rag steezy eventually (I’m not sure if it will have a particularly party vibe, but I think MERCY bangs, I don’t care about what anyone has to say about it! Swerve.) Maybe that strange Childish Gambino fellow might drop another F-Bomb from one time out in band camp. Maybe a Hip-hop producer will give Lupe a call. LOL, flippant lazer…
Maybe, just maybe Drizzy Drake Drakard will… rap! Hopefully Kid Cudi will, and Kid Cudi will too. Sounds good, right? Well fuck that. Where’s Jay at? The T.O. maybe? Nahhhhhhh
See, these days, there’s a really nice cascade in the hall of rappers- you know, the dudes that decided to cut class, the guys who got kicked out, the guy who stepped out for a piss, the guys who stepped out for a chat with the principal, that fool with the hall pass, and the annoying ass girls that follow everybody around and shyt… Sounds Fab, right? Much love to all those who graduated.
Get it? If not, you need to ride around a little more, smoking too pox.
Gettin’ it? Two? Pox?
(come here, baby. Yea. Yea take that. TakethatandgetmesomesugarcookiesbeforeyouneedanotherbandaiWoah. I like your watch, bro!)
Damn! 2Chainz might seriously take over some shit! Like, Hip-Hop, or something like that. Next DJ I meet that doesn’t have 2Chainz in the serato, I’ma get a model to call him stupid, in person!! If you didn’t know back then, don’t worry too much because the cat is mercyfully out of the duffel bag, boy: Tity Boi is very, highly dope; so listen to his music. For real. Download his mixtapes. Maybe even go sell one of your three chains, just to catch the fuck up.
That there is some
Thursday, April 12, 2012 · Dovi Henry · 1 Comment
Yesterday I said the following to a hot girl that I mess with: “That new Kanr music is bombs.” Not literal bombs, though, Flex bombs. I mean, I can just imagine playing Mercy in my old crib for all my friends, ultra loud, extra efficient. Call that a bass quake.
I went out and dropped coin for that Finally Famous, and I wrote a very positive piece about it. Somehow niggas still hatin’! What the hell, guys. Them need to knock it off officially now because that’s a fun verse. Also, 2 Chainz is the shit, you already know Pusha been had big bars, and… well Ye is some sort of genius or something. That G.O.O.D. Music album is going to be a real treat.
What we got is a super duper fly mixtape. Chainz brings mucho horsepower, Kanye West brings that Kanyarrogance, Pusha is about that fresh drug ish as usual, Seas brings the wordplay. Who wins? Well, I’d say I win, cuz I got to hear it (real talk though, that Ye verse hit me.) A lot of folks fail to recognize the (playful) battle aspect of rap music lately. Question: Who’s got the illest verse? Eminem or Hov? Kanye or Hov? I gotta say Jay-Z is a very, very good rapper. My bias even bleeds into the Hov/GodSon debate. I think Nas got took on wax, and I am willing to let my opinion on that one be known because I’ve seen that Roc Bys video. Jay-Z or Jay Electronica… who knows? Both are sailing on a cloud in them Shiny Suit Theory verses.
When it comes to this G.O.O.D. rap, I have to say I was really feeling the braggadocio Kanye brought to the table. I might even move into a lobby somewhere so you know it’s real. I might send Ye a case of Theraflu, just to help the big homie relax a little. I might even try some myself, just to relax a little. Being that I support The Flash and his Miami Heat, as well as King James, I’m afraid the big homie Kris Humphries is having to take this one as a L, even though that stupid gossip really is none of my business. I mean, Kanye sorta snapped on that joint and waved Kim’s titties in everybody’s face. Listen to Theraflu a milly a million times, send the boy some money and then pay me for the best advice you’ve received tomorrow. (umm… cuz I’m writing this with an hour and a half left in this day. Yea.) Keep it all basement though, or shut the fuck up.