Last week, we laughed at the thought of Trina posing as the spokeswoman for Tax USA but she’s neither the first, nor will she be the last rapper to appear in a questionable advertisement. Read the rest of this entry »

“Two fingers is all in your hole, think I can fit three?”

I love the way there’s no connection going on within this song. Nothing – not the song title, the intro, the verses, the chorus, nada – seems to be related Read the rest of this entry »

After both DMX and Sheek Louch referenced infamous Hall of Fame wrestler Bob Backlund during Ruff Ryders’ “World’s Greatest” comeback track, we were reminded the WWF Superstar-turned-wannabe-politician had actually been referenced more than a few times in rhymes. So, as a treat for our scatterbrained audience, we’ve taken the liberty of compiling quotables from some of Hip-Hop’s elite, speaking on none other than the king of the Crossface Chickenwing himself. Read the rest of this entry »

Skin Diamond

Netflix Is Bringing Back ‘Arrested Development’ For Another Season [Uproxx]

6 Photos Of Cats Who Look Like Drake [Buzz Feed]

The Best And Most Ridiculous Of The 2011 Guinness World Records Day [With Leather] Read the rest of this entry »

Complex got Method Man to take part in one of their “25 Essentials” breakdowns and the outcome is one for the ages as Meth spills all kinds of info long held deep within the 36 Chambers. Read the rest of this entry »

The Smoker’s Club tour kicked off night one in Connecticut and here’s quick footage of Meth performing his breakout hit, “M.E.T.H.O.D. Man.” The clip’s actually a great lead-in to announce our St. Louis and Chicago tour date winners. Read the rest of this entry »

Thanks to our pals at Knuckle Rumbler, we’re giving away four pairs of tickets to The Smoker’s Club’s upcoming tour dates in St. Louis and Chicago, October 25th and 27th respectively. Two pairs of freebies for each city, four winners and their friends taking in the shows at each city. Read the rest of this entry »

Typically, if we time it right, TiVo or DVR allow us to skip through most dreaded commercial breaks. But before you get clicker-happy, think twice before passing by the new Sour Patch Kids commercial. Read the rest of this entry »

World War II’s extensive on-screen history is being expanded even more with Star Wars creator George Lucas’ latest visual in Red Tails. The Tuskegee Airmen were the first corp of African-American fighter pilots in the United States military and a competent bunch despite the racial tension they faced in the 1940s. Read the rest of this entry »

Crystal Lee

Are There Any Redeeming Qualities In VH1′s Basketball Wives? [DrJays]

US Government Shutting Down Half Its Websites [Gizmodo]

Lil Mama On Nicki Minaj: “I’m Flattered Because She Imitated Me” [Necole Bitchie]

How Is ‘Community’ Not More Popular? [Warming Glow] Read the rest of this entry »

As a kid at the age of single digit years, I was a fan of anything and everything that was Michael Jordan and the Chicago Bulls. To scratch the surface of my obsession, my room was painted bright red, I had several posters hung every which way and my little iron-on #23 jersey was so beat up it looked like something right out of a dumpster. It found its way to my back too much, but every time I put it on, I wore that b*tch proudly.

When Space Jam came out, it was like a dream come true. The greatest basketball player (Scottie Pippen be damned) and the Bugs Bunny, the greatest Saturday morning cartoon character, in same flick just seemed unreal to me. Needless to say, the movie was one my of my most watched VHS tapes and the soundtrack was one of my most played cassettes.

In particular, I listened to the posse cut, “Hit ‘Em High (The Monstars’ Anthem)” so many times, the tape started tweaking out and much to my parents’ thrill, it completely stopped working shortly after. It was hit verse after hit verse from Method Man, B-Real, Busta Rhymes, LL Cool J, and Coolio, and at the time, it was probably the most intense and unique thing I had listened to. I literally couldn’t get enough of it. True story.

My mom and dad were always very prudent to make sure everything I listened to was age appropriate, and naturally, Hip-Hop in all its explicitness, was a no go in the house. But this was the lone exception. There was no profanity, no sexual references, and much to my parents’ dismay, absolutely no reason for them to not allow me to listen to it.

Neither they nor I had any idea that Method Man was from a group called Wu-Tang Clan, who happened to be one of the pioneers of the Mafioso sub-genre of rap. Or that B-Real and Cypress Hill were one of the loudest marijuana advocates of the decade. Or that Coolio was probably on every drug imaginable. They still don’t.

I wouldn’t learn any of this until I really dove headfirst into the music during my teens and even then, when I realized “Hit ‘Em High” wasn’t relatively the greatest of tracks, in my eyes it remains the gateway that let me to discover Hip-Hop.

Previously: Day 28 – A Song That Makes You Feel Guilty

“Supreme Clienteleeeee!!! Ain’t no love to be found…”

Oh wait? What’s that you say? “Buck 50” was a decade ago? Then what is this rough, raw and rugged audio dope that is stimulating and so to pleasing my ear drums? It’s hypnotizing yet so grimy like a throwback to the days when a hoodie and ice grill was enough to freeze any posturing lame in their tracks trying to sugarcoat the realness. Read the rest of this entry »

Without the proper buzz window and overdriven promotion, releasing an album in these dire times could be a wasted effort. Good thing the folks over at Def Jam have a bulletproof blueprint that no penny pincher can shoot down. By deviously planting unforeseen albums in stores during the holiday hustle-n-bustle, they’re bound to scan a few discs just of the principality. Let’s envision the scenario: Read the rest of this entry »

What do you get when you mix hardcore Hip-Hoppers with Pop rockstarz and a couple of annoying soundmen?

A Reek Da Villian remix.

Yep, you heard correctly but homie just blazed the BET cyphers so, the lane for his fast break is open like convenience stores. But even with an oddball lineup where the main link is DJ Khaled’s iPhone, they still manage to pull it off. Or, should I say…bring the pain? Read the rest of this entry »

“Supercalifragalisticexpialidocious/Dociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper/Cancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper…”

Pretty gutter track, but Ghost’s line above never fails to crack me up due to its randomness. Matter of fact, only he’d spit fly shit while everyone else around him is throwing lyrical body punches at every opportunity. Read the rest of this entry »