As part of Ruby Hornet’s upcoming Closed Sessions project, Bam Bam Bronsalino cooked up two new heaters. This one in particular will actually not be featured on the final cut, but the retro vibe and picturesque sixteens should warrant some spins Read the rest of this entry »

Before 2012 is relegated to just a number on a dusty calendar, there’s a golden guarantee that you’ll see plenty of hood phooey flicks courtesy of rappers trying too hard to entertain audiences. Janky scripts and shoddy filmmaking are not what makes the music come alive in motion picture format — but they’re going to force it anyway. Read the rest of this entry »

With or without the MMG billing, Pill’s lyrical holocaust is keeping his name spreading across Twitter and random MTV tidbits like a plague. He nearly overdosed on swag his previous project with DJ Drama but his refill and re-up were potent enough for him to be diagnosed as a problem for this very moment. Read the rest of this entry »

Like KRS-One once said, “You must learn.” That’s why for the third consecutive year* now, we’re using up valuable page space to break some bad news to a few rappers with counter-productive rap nametags. Read the rest of this entry »

Pardon me for not being totally up to speed on the whole Earl Sweatshirt thing. Being a pseudo part-time journalist and all-around curious person, I did keep up with parts of “Free Earl” campaign mounted by OFWKillallyoumofos but made it my duty not get swarmed by the hype. Sorry, but Charles Hamilton was the last train of that nature I ever really want to be part of. Read the rest of this entry »

From the moment those first notes from Hit-Boy’s epic “N*ggas In Paris” track, it became the standout song from WTT. “Ball so hard” and “that shit cray” became instant hashtag material. The song was so popular that Hip-Hop fan zombies actually sang along while Jay and Ye’ rapped the song 10 times in a row at shows across America. Read the rest of this entry »

In Yelawolf’s latest video for Trunk Muzik 0-60′s “Marijuana,” the Southern MC tosses around bushels of America’s favorite cash crop while professional skateboarder Paul Rodriguez totes a straw hat and shotgun. Sounds like an effective, cut-and-dry aesthetic to frame the video. Read the rest of this entry »

Between the clips of Quik rapping alongside Loyal Divide and Danny Brown littering Joker’s bass with foul-mouthed ease, you’ve already seen we’ve posted a few slices of Pitchfork’s Selector series. Read the rest of this entry »

Listen to Don Trip’s music close enough and you’ll hear he’s going through some real life issues while trying to make this music thing work in his favor. Credit such a liability as the reason his catalog remains a personal favorite of not only mine, but Gotty’s as well. Read the rest of this entry »

There are a lot of rappers who say that they’re going to drop a video for every song on their project, but never even come close. GLC, on the other hand, was smart enough to never make such a bold claim, but still happens to be knocking down visuals for his Eternal Sunshine Of The Pimpin Mind mixtape like automated gophers at Chuck E. Cheese, regardless. Read the rest of this entry »

At the tail end of the 1990s, Brandy and Monica recorded one of the most popular catfights in history — the multi-platinum “The Boy Is Mine.” Now that they’re older, wiser and done fighting over Mekhi Phifer, they’ve decided to pick up where they left off and update the references of voicemails to Facebook on “It All Belongs To Me.” Read the rest of this entry »

Y’know the nighttime is the right time to get involved in all sorts of G’d up wackiness and adult activities. Whether it’s wolves or vampy bloodsuckers that rise up when the moon reveals its glow to the world, Jackie Chain will remain in his usual demeanor: cool, grinning and ready to beat the block up with his pimpish ways. Read the rest of this entry »

I don’t know bout you guys, but I’ve spent the last few weeks playing Rich Forever over and over again. And I mention this because these days a staying power of more than one week is just magnificent. Read the rest of this entry »

It only takes a whiff of alcohol for Treboy to get to zoning on his pen and pad and when tequila’s on the menu, he’s bound to offer up a piece of his soul. Life might throw its fair share of curveballs but if you’re accustomed to playing the game, it shouldn’t be hard for you to read the pitch and belt one out of the park. Read the rest of this entry »

On the DJ Burn One-produced “Paradise,” Rittz dreams of Detroit-engineered machinery floating away from dead-end jobs and missed opportunities. Heaven is the lost city of Atlanta, with long stretches of asphalt clouds, bright lights and plumes of exotic smoking floating freely. Read the rest of this entry »