Joe Budden Needs To Chill

Look, I’m actually a Joe Budden fan, man. I mean, I’ve already expressed that sentiment on this very blog. However; at this point, there is something that Joe needs to learn: chill the fuck out, fam! Damn, this dude finds himself in some bullshit every time he steps outside. Listen, whether it’s his feud with Drake or his on-air clash with Lil Yachty, Joe always ends up in some unnecessary tomfoolery. Now, with all of that being said, after his wild interview with Migos, Joe needs to either curb his attitude or pick a different career path.

So, shit went left while Joe, DJ Akademiks and Nadeska Alexis interviewed Migos at the 2017 BET Awards. Joe and company were all representing Everyday Struggle, a show on Complex. During the conversation, Akademiks asked Takeoff, one-third of Migos, how he felt about being left off of “Bad and Boujee,” the group’s biggest hit. For some reason, Takeoff said he wasn’t left off of the track. Umm, maybe he confused himself with Lil Uzi Vert, son.

In any case, Ak asked him to repeat himself a number of times and Joe stated that he wanted to wrap up the interview. From there, Quavo responded to Joe’s comment, then Joe suddenly got up and dropped his mic. Needless to say, Migos and company wanted to slap the beard off of Joe’s face.

Now, here’s my thing: why was any of this necessary, son? Ok, yes, Joe is known as an ornery rapper. Yes, he’s known to snap at Ak on a regular basis. But, he’s supposed to be a damn media personality now, man! If the interview isn’t going well, either switch up the line of questioning or find a smoother way to end the talk. Why the fuck would he just get up and drop his mic? Man, if I was in Migos, I would’ve felt a way too. Like, the entire situation was unprofessional, fam. Anger is not the way to solve every fucking problem, bruh! Joe needs to learn some fucking couth and a little patience.

Frankly, I don’t know who Joe was pissed at. Was it Ak or was it Migos? Now, my money is on Ak, but even still, there’s a better way to handle this situation, son. Shit, look at what almost happened, man! One flippant act almost got Joe stomped out by an entire entourage. On the real, the shit doesn’t make any sense, fam. Joe just needs to relax, bruh.

In the end, Joe needs to make a decision. Does he really want to be a media personality? If not, he can go home and be mad inside his house with Cyn Santana. If he does, then he needs to learn how to handle these incidents better. Ultimately, nobody should get their ass kicked over a “Bad and Boujee” question, son. That is all. LC out.

P.S. Offset is the dopest member of Migos, man. Yes, I know, that has nothing to do with nothing, but I just had to say that, fam. Peace.

New Music Fridays: LC ‘War’

Welcome back, good people! Here we are again, man. Another Friday, another new jam, fam. Now, at this point, we’ve been down this road a few times. With that being said, there’s no need to write some long thesis, son. In any case, everyone can listen to “War” below. Per usual, the song can be streamed/downloaded on SoundCloud and streamed on YouTube. Let’s keep the proceedings proceeding, bruh. LC out.

Phil Jackson Wants To Destroy The New York Knicks

So, to be clear, the New York Knicks are the worst organization in professional sports. I mean, over the last 20 years, tortured fans, such as myself, have had to deal with the highest levels of managerial incompetence. Whether we’re talking about James Dolan or Isiah Thomas, the Knicks never fail to make awful, awful, AWFUL decisions. As of right now, Jackson is trying to outdo ALL of his predecessors when it comes to fuckery. All I can say is, if Jackson actually trades Kristaps Porzingis, I will finally give up being a Knicks fan.

Now, I want Jackson to understand one truth: no one gives a fuck that Porzingis skipped his exit interview. Frankly, he’s tired of the team’s tomfoolery, man. So far, in his two seasons, he’s had to deal with copious amounts of losing. In addition, he’s also had to watch Jackson consistently disrespect Carmelo Anthony, the team’s best player. Look, why would any player be excited about their future in this city? The Knicks have made NO efforts to actually improve the squad. On the real, when I heard that Porzingis bailed on his interview, I completely understood, son. Honestly, I probably would’ve done the same exact thing.

Moving on, this clown Jackson really had the nerve to say he wants to do “what’s best for the club.” Well, if that’s the case, how the FUCK would getting rid of Porzingis help us?! Man, we’re talking about a dude that everyone compares to Dirk Nowitzki. Keep in mind, when we look at both players at this stage in their respective careers, Porzingis has already surpassed Nowitzki. Through two seasons, he’s better than Dirk in almost every statistical category. Yeah, that’s right, son. As it stands, Porzingis is outpacing an NBA legend who’s won a title and scored 30,000 points. Needless to say, why the FUCK would we trade him?! It makes absolutely no sense, fam!

Listen, I have a conspiracy theory, son. Now, when Jackson was a player, he played for the Knicks. In fact, he was on the only two teams that have won titles in our franchise’s history. Keeping it a buck, I think he’s sabotaging us in order to keep his rings sacred. I mean, I believe he only took this job for the money. I don’t think he really gives a fuck whether this works or not. In the end, he’ll take his cash, figure out a way to reconcile with Jeanie Buss and leave our city in ruins. By and by, this man needs to be stopped, fam!

Ultimately, this team has caused me enough pain. Bruh, even when we were good in the 1990s, I always knew our seasons would end in heartbreak. All in all, I can’t take this shit anymore, son. Real talk, trading Porzingis would be the straw that broke the camel’s back, man. Look, he’s the first good draft pick we’ve had in eons. If he leaves, then I leave. I have nothing else to give to this team. Fuck off, Phil! LC out.

Drop A Gem On ‘Em: RIP Prodigy

Look, I won’t lie, son. This death hit me hard, man. I mean, Prodigy from Mobb Deep literally defined an era for me. Shit, all jokes aside, today’s post could either be one paragraph or an entire dissertation. Prodigy had a profound impact on how I understand Rap music. In addition, his music is a vivid reminder of the New York I grew up in. All in all, Hip Hop lost a fucking LEGEND yesterday, fam! All I can say is, Rest In Peace, Prodigy!

Now, as a rapper myself, the first line is always the hardest for me to write. On the real, that one bar sets the tone for the entire verse. Needless to say, Prodigy was a MASTER at coming up with a flawless opening quote. To that point, everyone should read this article from Phonte, formerly of Little Brother. He perfectly explained how Prodigy’s power came from how he began his rhyme. Bruh, just try maintaining composure after hearing a man say “there’s a war going on outside no man is safe from.” Listen, it’s impossible, son! Ultimately, Prodigy was brilliant at writing lines that stuck in the listener’s head.

Moving on, the word on the street is that Prodigy died from complications related to sickle-cell anemia. Now, for anyone who has followed his career, his illness shouldn’t be a surprise. However; he had the condition for so long, I just figured he would always be in the clear. Apparently, we were all wrong. In any case, dying at 42 is insane, man! Like, I couldn’t possibly imagine being dead in ten years, fam. With that being said, situations like this should remind us that we can never take life for granted. By and by, we never know when all of this is going to stop.

In the end, I just want to celebrate Prodigy’s legacy. To that end, below are a bunch of my favorite Mobb Deep/solo songs. I just hope that he knew how much his music meant to people like me. RIP, Prodigy.

Police Never De-Escalate: The Story Of Charleena Lyles

*Sigh* I… *Sigh* Seriously, man? A pregnant woman? A 5’2″ mother of four who was carrying another child? The police really couldn’t find a way to de-escalate this situation? Honestly, what the fuck are they teaching cops in these academies, man? Like, I truly don’t understand why EVERY situation involving Black people ends with death. All in all, regardless of the story that the authorities will try to tell, Charleena Lyles should still be alive.

Now, before I continue, let me address the inevitable naysayers. I mean, regardless of the situation, there are always people who try to justify the actions of the police. So, yes, Lyles may have had mental issues. Yes, the police had a checkered history with her. Apparently, her apartment was flagged “hazard information” by the department. Anyway, yes, she may have been holding a knife when the cops entered her unit. In any case, with all of that being said, it doesn’t change the fact that she called them for help.

Look, the authorities went to Lyles’ apartment because SHE reached out to them. She contacted them about a potential burglary and was looking for some assistance. However; instead of treating her like a woman in need, the police automatically went there anticipating hostility. For example, the station sent two officers to her residence instead of one. As of now, the cops are claiming that they shot her because she was brandishing a knife. Apparently, according to their “training,” they don’t know any other methods of de-escalation.

My thing is, so what is she had a knife? Lest we forget, Lyles was reporting a burglary. Why wouldn’t a pregnant woman with four other children in the house arm herself for protection? In addition, even if the cops were scared, why couldn’t they use their tasers? I mean, why do officers even have them, fam? They never seem to use them in the appropriate situations. Listen, if they really thought this pregnant woman was a threat, they could’ve tased her and then figured out the best way to proceed. Instead, they treated her like a criminal in her own home and killed her in front of her kids.

Ultimately, I’m speechless, man. Like, this has to be one of the most egregious miscarriages of justice. In the end, no minority is safe from the wrath of the police department. By and by, it’s an incredibly hopeless feeling when we realize that literally ANYONE can be murdered. *Sigh* What the fuck are we supposed to do now, fam? I really don’t know what else to say. LC out.

‘All Eyez On Me’ Was Trash

Disclaimer: Spoilers, spoilers and more spoilers. Listen, don’t say I didn’t warn you, man.

Look, I’m not going to lie, son. I actually feel bad that I’m about to ether a Black movie. I mean, I always try to support my people, especially in an industry that rarely represents us correctly. However; I also feel like I have the right to criticize something I spent my money on. On the real, work is not exempt from judgment just because my people were involved. With that being said, this new All Eyez On Me movie about Tupac Shakur is trash, garbage and basura, son. Listen, I’m the biggest Pac fan in the world and I left the theater disappointed. Now, let me explain myself further.

So, before I begin the drag fest, let me talk about some of the positives of the film. First, the casting is good. Well, in certain places, son. Anyway, Demetrius Shipp Jr., Danai Gurira and Kat Graham are convincing as Pac, Afeni Shakur and Jada Pinkett-Smith, respectively. They all look the part and they deliver their lines with conviction. However; the lines they are forced to utter are fucking terrible, son. All in all, that brings us to our first major problem.

Bruh, who wrote the fucking dialogue for this movie? Man, every single conversation drags because the interactions between the characters are comically bad. On the real, I literally said “what the fuck” while watching a scene where Pac is recording “Brenda’s Got A Baby.” The scene is supposed to convey Pac’s need to improve his circumstances, but just makes him look like an asshole who’s barking on some hapless engineer. The dialogue simply isn’t good enough to properly depict his mental state.

Next, the film goes from 1971, the year of his birth, to 1991 in the first twenty minutes. So, the filmmakers can dedicate two hours to the last five years of his life, but barely flesh out the formative years that made him? Son, I don’t want to simply see a reenactment of his finals days. Pac was all over the damn news during these years, fam. A lot of us already know about the fuck shit he got himself into. On the other hand, delving into his childhood with Afeni and Mutulu Shakur could’ve been eye-opening. Delving into his time in Marin City, California could’ve been informative. Honestly, it would’ve given the audience some context into why Pac behaved the way he did.

Moving on, the movie is also inaccurate. I mean, Jada said it herself. In real life, Pac never read her the letter he wrote for her. He never told her he was going to California. Also, they never had an argument about his tomfoolery at one of his concerts. To make matters worse, Pac is using a cotdamn iPhone in one of the scenes! Good fucking Lord, man! This entire film is half-baked and half-assed. L.T. Hutton and Benny Boom should be thoroughly ashamed of themselves, son.

In the end, I can’t recommend this movie to anyone. I wasted my money on this shit, fam. Keeping it a buck, this travesty took two and a half hours of my life, bruh. Seriously, I had to go play The Don Killuminati to get this shit out of my head. Needless to say, this film isn’t Straight Outta Compton. Ultimately, I guess we can blame that movie for making fools think this bullshit would work. *Sigh* LC out.

Floyd Mayweather Is Gonna Put Them Paws On Conor McGregor

So, to begin, I can’t believe that this fight is actually happening, son. Like, I’m truly baffled by the fact that Floyd Mayweather is really going to battle Conor McGregor. All I know is, McGregor’s team clearly doesn’t care about him, man. Dana White and the UFC clearly don’t care about him. Ultimately, Mayweather is going to beat the dog shit out of McGregor. All in all, Conor better enjoy that money because the ass-kicking is about to be so real.

Now, can we all keep it a buck for a second? Look, these two men are about to engage in a boxing match on August 26. So, this isn’t an MMA bout, fam. Meaning, McGregor is about to walk into the ring and try to beat a man that no other professional boxer has ever beaten. Bruh, that’s literally the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard in my life. Side note, I’m not even a Mayweather fan, but facts are facts, son. Anyway, that logic is equivalent to Alex Rodriguez thinking he can beat Michael Jordan one-on-one. Sure, he’s a legendary baseball player, but what the fuck does that have to do with basketball, bruh? Ok, yes, Mayweather and McGregor are both fighters, but their respective sports are very, VERY different, man. It just is what it is.

Real talk, I’m just trying to figure out why anyone thought this fight was a good idea in the first place. Is it supposed to compare the validity of MMA verses boxing? Honestly, I don’t think that debate could ever be settled, man. Look, if Mayweather stepped inside the octagon, I feel like McGregor would mollywhop his ass. However; this event is taking place in a boxing ring. Meaning, this is Mayweather’s bread and butter, fam. On the real, there’s literally NO WAY McGregor can beat him in this realm.

In the end, I’m still going to watch the fight, son. I mean, I’m a sucker for the spectacle, man. In any case, McGregor better do A LOT more practicing, fam. Listen, I saw the sparring video that recently came out. By and by, if he lets Mayweather hit him like that, then he might not make it out of the second round, bruh. Anyway, I’m absolutely here for the tomfoolery, kid. Viva la nonsense! LC out.