While the rest of the Crew was at A3C, I stayed in the N.O. to enjoy the second annual NOLA Underground Hip-Hop Awards. Last year’s show was a huge success, but the sequel took things to a new level. Read the rest of this entry »

“Head & Shoulders” and Life Insurance still play hard. No, that is not Silkk in the photo, at least not to my knowledge. Read the rest of this entry »

Eyes On Destiny

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Mia X Talks Her Hiatus And New Music [HHDX]

Nike Air Max LeBron VII “Christmas” [TSG]

Some Cool Keyboard Tricks That Few People Know About [MakeUseOf]

The History Of Ramen [Maxim] Read the rest of this entry »

A couple of weeks ago, I had to eat crow.

Just after I made fun of OJ Da Juiceman and his Hooked On Phonics-sponsored tweets*, I popped in Bobby Ray’s mixtape and heard the little Gollum straight wreck his guest-verse on the track “I Am The Man.” Say what you want, but Juiceman hopped in his Cadillac (that I’m sure is the color of a Care Bear stool sample) and straight rode the beat. Way to make me look bad, oh purveyor of Vitamin C.

I tried to sweep that verse under the rug as a one-time fluke. You know, broken clocks, correctness and all that.

Then I heard his verse on “Walking On Ice” from Twista’s Category F5 and began to question the meaning of life. By George, he did it again. Juiceman got the coveted third verse spot on the track and delivered. He may not hit you with triple word score adjectives in his 16s, but Juice can use his voice as an instrument to amplify the beat. And really, that’s the bread and butter of he and Gucci’s sound. When you get over the fact that it’s OJ dropping these verses, it’s not hard to appreciate what he adds to each of these tracks.

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Download — Twista Feat. Gucci Mane & OJ Da Juiceman “Walking On Ice”

Post Script: May as well throw this in as well.

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Download — Gucci Mane Feat. OJ Da Juiceman, Mia X, Gangsta Boo & Shawty Jay – “Call The Weedman”

*Ahem*

MIA MOTHERFUCKING X! That is all.

* Sidebar: My Mom called me the other day. She said “I’ve been reading your articles. I loved that article you wrote about OJ Simpson!”

SMH. Moms. Gotta love’em.

Words by David D.

Many labels/crews promise to release albums from all of their members only leaving us waiting for (or forgetting) an album from “Crewmember A” is supposed to come out. For better or worse, this didn’t happen with No Limit. 23 albums. The label dropped 23 albums (each equipped with it’s own phonetic spelling) in 1998. That’s almost two albums a month! These guys flooded the market in ways Lil’ Wayne could only dream of.

There were commercial successes with Master P’s MP Da Last Don, Silkk’s Charge It 2 Da Game, and Mystikal’s Ghetto Fabulous. These albums, powered by mega-singles such as “It Ain’t My Fault” and the rambunctious “That’s That Nigga.” The crew also put out some straight bangers with the underrated Fiend album There’s One in Every Family and Mia X’s Mama Drama. While Silkk, P, and Mystikal were making grand strides to the mainstream, Fiend and Mia X had the hood’s ear.

Look a little closer and you’ll see some hidden gems from artists whose careers ended too soon. Soulja Slim released a slept on Give It 2 ‘Em Raw while C-Murder was repping on the terribly prophetic Life Or Death.

If you want to actually go to the record store and cop these albums, there’s no need to try to look them up by title or artist. Just look for the portion of the store with the most light reflecting off, because 21 No Limit albums meant 21 faux-diamond encrusted lettering and shitty photoshopping. The albums are collectors items just for the sheer hood-campiness they provide.

From Master P all the way down to Skull Duggery, No Limit flooded the stores, guaranteeing that everyone out there had to be a fan of somebody on the label…right? Read the rest of this entry »