Saturday, February 7, 2009

what the fuck happened to hip-hop? i mean really. fuck nas and his proclamation, because his over hyped attempt at relevance falls flat - he isn't worth a damn thing since the 90s...like all of it. Ghostface is trying desperately to relive those years with a pathetic remix/issue of his earlier work. yeah it has 'new' verses but they suck. so who cares? not me. that's for damn sure. the whole scene is like when you're trying to find something to wear, and you spend all this time digging out something worth while that fits your mindset...and then you find the right moodworthy attire but it fucking rips because its shitty cheap labour made clothing and you wish you had shopped at a real store, not fucking ________. so then you wish you had just stole the clothes in the first place, which you practically did through heavy discount - and somehow they still over charge and are still going bankrupt... oh iron...ic? to the fucking shirt. so you dig some more and find something else, but you already wore it to a dance party and it smells like an obese beast rolled over it in an attempt to get up after sweating so huge from the stress of eating...and falling down. yeah that's what the ghostface album is like. utter garbage. why listen to it? fuck you wutang, i thought we had something, then you went and cheated on me with irrelevance and puke and really bad descions, well guess what? i've got news for you, your sister called and she thinks i'm kinda cute. so we're hooking up next week, and you won't be able to see the kids....!

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