If rap doesn’t pan out, YC will undoubtedly go on to become a dairy farmer. He’s been milking this “racks on racks on racks” shit for all it’s worth on top of an extra line of credit. No need to play the blame game, however. Record labels are still rolling out all the stops for obvious one-hit wonders so it’s get in where you fit in until the cow tipping season comes to a halt. Read the rest of this entry »

Well, well, well. After an infinite amount of “remixes” and “freestyles,” the original model is here for the reclaiming of its spot. That’s YC as in Yung Chris, not The Cynic. Backed with another unGoogleable noob in Future, everybody pay homage to the boys with the most coveted spot in the music industry amongst your average non-MC. Read the rest of this entry »