That's right... we will have a play-in bid for the chance to get blown-out by a #1 seed. Better still, it's a THREE-WAY! No nullus.
Diddy, Game and Lupe Fiasco will take part in a three-way battle royal for the chance to participate among the following nignitaries--I mean, dignitaries.
I know what you're thinking. "Damn, Diddy and Game are playing their way in? Fuck. This shit must be deeeeeeeep!"
...and it is. Without further ado, the DNCAA selection committee presents your 63 finalists for the 2010 DN Tournament:
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I’m sorry. What’s that, now?
No. You’re hearing that shit correctly. The guy in the winter gear
describes their work as “coon music.” It took me a few listens, but he
starts out with “ace boon coon,” like my mama and uncle used to say. He
then progresses, dropping the “ace” and “boon” from the equation.
Perhaps we should rewind the coonery and assess it from the top.
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Lupe Fiasco never ceases to amaze me. As a rapper
he ups the lyrical ante every time out. As an individual he is a living
reminder that talent and intelligence are as incongruous as money and
web impressions. Blitzen kicks off a smarty-art nigga rant aimed at Elliot Wilson and RapRadar
with an improper use of “your”. As you can imagine based on how often I
attack the Lazytown approach to hip-hop grammar, I immediately judge
people who fuck shit like that up. This goes double for niggas who
operate on a platform of being smarter than everyone else.
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