Suge Knight Shooting: The Cheddar Bob Theory

So... was Suge actually the target of an attempted hit or is he just a dork?
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The Texas rap scene seems to have been building to a heated climax over the last several years, unbeknownst to East Coast heads like myself. Lately, Texas seems to have ejaculated a full, sticky load all over the surprised face of hip-hop (if you'll pardon the visual). Mike Jones (who?), Paul Wall and his buddy Big Pokey, Slim Thug, Chamillionaire - I had never heard of any of those bastards until at least a month ago; now you can't take a step without falling over something that's been "chopped and screwed."
I may have dissed Kanye West in these very pages some time ago, but I later capitulated (albeit rather grudgingly), and gave him some props. Now, roughly a year or so later, I'm really coming to respect this man - his music has grown and developed beyond sped-up soul samples, and his lyrics seem to be gaining complexity and depth (no, I'm not being sarcastic).
Pardon my snide tone... but is anyone really surprised that Eminem has a drug dependency? Maybe they're just surprised that he actually checked into rehab.
Sorry - but since I finally experienced "comment spam" on my blog, I've decided to enable word verification. This means, you'll have to take one extra step to post, but at least it means that the 'bots won't be able to put all kinds of crap on my blog.
Idexonline.com (the web site of the International Diamond Exchange) reviews Minya Oh's new book Bling Bling.
Yo, so I just saw Damien Marley's video for Welcome to Jam-Rock and I have to say, I'm terrified. Those are some scary looking bastards, and just serves as a reminder that all the "hard core" rap niggas we have running around the hood up here in NYC ain't got shit on them destitute-ass Jam-Rock boys. I mean, did you see those little kids they panned by? Those kids will stab you, and keep playing marbles like it ain't nothin', son. And the fat chick washing her hair? She's gangsta, and she'll stab you too.
SOHH.com, one of the more reputable hip-hop news sites out there, recently covered a New York Times article [registration required] about two white kids who started a hip-hop magazine called Rap-Up in their Media Chin-Check column.
So why does there mag deserve to be profiled in the NY Times(emphasis added).
Seems like a lot of you "rappers" out there have been following this how-to. According to the info on the bottom of the page, at least 1193 of you thug-niggas are at home or at the public library figuring out your shit on the internet. Well, I won't hold that against you, but at least do as the article says and "make sure that your 'flow' is not whack".
Start reading a word of the day calendar to improve your vocabulary, and have a more vast reference to draw from.
Rappers' nicknames are funny. Take Big Pun - the shortened form of Big Punisher. To us hip-hop fans, Big Pun, or just "Pun" doesn't even sound weird. But if you just pause for a second and remember that a "pun" is a joke, or a play on words, then Mr. Rios' moniker sounds a little bit retarded.
