The remaining members of Goodie Mob were dead wrong for signing off on this promo pic during the One Monkey… days. But goddamn that shit is hilarious to me right now. I was kinda shocked when my consigliere had never heard “They Don’t Dance No Mo’.” Remember the video where they were knuckin’ around, mimicking club patrons? Yeah, I still do that dance now. And I couldn’t find that fuckin video no matter how hard I tried. Read the rest of this entry »

Fuck every rapper in jail. All of those fools with habits. Any of those dudes fakin’ the funk for publicity stunts.

I fucks with Yola, pause. Read the rest of this entry »

Is it a safe assumption that Cee-Lo was more persuasive in getting his ethnic points across in one verse than Nas was in an entire album?

Better believe that Slick…

In what was possibly the most responsible abuse of the word “nigga” ever witnessed in a song, (Lo dropped approximately 30 N-bombs in under 3 minutes), the prelude for Goodie Mo-B’s sophomore stride served not only as an immediate attention grabber, but as an internal analysis of one of the most controversial words this world has ever encountered. Read the rest of this entry »