Didn’t get your fill of Jawaiian-style hip-hop from the OOF! EP? Then check for the Blue Scholars/Sabzi Selectah 69 Rolls & OOF! mixtape, here.
I’m one of those rare dudes who’ve never been into reggae. Maybe that’s why my college experience was so boring (that and I hate any sport that involves throwing a frisbee).
Usually hearing crickets on a track (or in the audience) is a bad thing. Not here on The Good Sin’s, “Turn You On” (featuring TH, JusMoni and Tay Sean), the latest from the Cloud Nice camp.
It’s another sex joint, which usually translates to boring-as-hell, for me. This one’s catchy though. The crickets are used to signify night time, which is used to signify sexy time, which is amplified by JusMoni’s inviting vocals. It’s aiight and it’s free, so get it in here.
And so, here is precisely why moments like those at the VMAs (and Serena’s breakdown at the US Open) are so cringe-worthy, because people will invariably take it to the next level:
Welcome to America’s Court of Public Opinion where, if you are black, you are very rarely given a chance to mess up in public before being called the N-word. Read the rest of the ugliness here.
The Three Bad Brothers from Renton offer up something different here — a little Cali dubstep flavor in ya ears on, “I Know” (download here).
Yeah it’s a tad off-kilter, but the braggadocio still flows like rainwater down Queen Anne Ave — prick.
(Shout to Hip-Hop 101 for the download.)
Okay, fellas, I’m sold. Got me stuck off the realness from this sh*t (click on the picture for the vid):
This car ride reminded me of those times so long ago when my friends and I used to roll around in my busted-ass Jetta. Of course, we were far less-talented rappers. In fact, we weren’t rappers, just some dorky and naive country kids imagining what it would be like if we lived in Compton. How times have changed.
Got a chance to finally listen to The Blueprint 3 on the train ride to work this morning.
Eh. It’s coo, but it’s not what I’m used to (which is superior dopeness from hip-hop’s Man In Black, Ess Dot Carter).
This review here sums up my feelings pretty well. Especially this:
On the shiny new CD from Jay-Z, a rapper almost universally heralded as the greatest MC of all-time, a lack of urgency keeps the product a significant distance from greatness.
Some tracks made me smile and think, “Jay-Z is killin’ it here,” but most had me yawning and fiddling with the scroll wheel on my iPod like, “Where’s my copy of The Unplanned Mixtape? I swear it’s on here somewhere…”
The first Blueprint is a 1989 Upper Deck Ken Griffey, Jr. #1; Blueprint 3 is the ’89 Fleer #548 — you weren’t sad to pull it out of the pack, but it didn’t make you lose your sh*t like the UD1.
…but we love ‘im for it! His forthcoming EP Cold Hearted in Cloud City is an obvious reference to some Han Solo/Star Wars sh*t, sure to be on some next-level like From Slaveships to Spaceships.
Khingz has made the album Intro available for free download. Get it here.
I don’t quite get it, but it’s funny. I think. (Click here for the download.)
Here’s the story/Of a man named Golden…
(That’s a Brady Bunch reference in case you didn’t catch it.)
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