In a week where authority was questioned, we have questions for *points* you.

Why does Tuesday seem like miles away?

And I have to gloat because isn’t it kinda fresh how we can go from basketball to golf to baseball and even mix in a little wrasslin without missing a beat?
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Yeah like the homie Tres said, once you get past the half-funny quips, Souja Boy makes some valid points. What do you expect him to do? Mr. Tell ‘Em has every right to snap back at any personal attacks against his character.

Much like GZA’s comments, the shit comes off as bitter and envious. And while you can see the underlying intent of Ice-T’s comments, talks of compromise go out the window when you suggest that he “snack on male genitalia.” Read the rest of this entry »

Words By Khalid Strickland

Album covers just ain’t what they used to be.

Maybe it’s because people don’t really buy CDs anymore, or maybe artists have just gotten plain lazy… who knows? Nowadays, a Hip-Hop album cover is usually just a photo of the rapper standing in front of a nice ride, holding a stack. Maybe they’ll throw in a chick or two for good measure. If they’re really nonchalant, it’ll just be a shot of the artist’s mug and we all know that a lot of these dudes really don’t need any close-ups.

Those standard-fare covers can be cool, but I love good, creative visuals, so artwork was always an enjoyable part of my listening experience. Here are just a few of Hip-Hop album covers that I found particularly memorable over the years.

Ice-T Power (1988)

This album dropped when I was young and pretty, and a poster of the cover was on display at Brooklyn’s most famous record store, Beat Street. After days of plotting, I finally snatched it off the wall and ran out of the joint.

That was about 300 blunts ago and I had the stamina to out-run the security guards that were on my ass. I had to lay low for a while, but when I gazed at the bikini-clad Darlene on my bedroom wall, shotgun in tow, it was worth it. The cover of Power is a masterpiece. The back cover not only reveals the concealed weapons that Ice & DJ Evil E are packing, but we also get a great shot of Darlene’s heavenly cakes. Read the rest of this entry »

I hate to admit it but I didn’t grow up in a rap friendly home. As much as I’ve always loved the music, if it wasn’t along the likes of MC Hammer or DC Talk my mom wasn’t having it. It was cool when it was just me and my dad; we would watch Rap City or the Box, at least until my mom came home. To be fair my dad liked rap to a degree, but the arguments with my mom weren’t worth it (something I would understand as I got older.) Read the rest of this entry »