LC Live From SOB’s

So, I’m going to keep this super short today, son. Basically, I have a show on Sunday, man (11/4/18). That’s right, I’m going to be hitting the SOB’s stage this weekend. Keeping it a buck, I’m super hyped for this one, fam. I mean, I’m always amped for a performance, but this one is significant, bruh. Hell, on some fan shit, I’ve seen a lot of my favorite artists perform at SOB’s. With that being said, I’m grateful as fuck for the opportunity to grace the same stage, brethren. Anyway, let me stop being mushy, folks. If anyone is down to come to the show, cop some tickets from the embedded link. The doors open at 6PM and the show starts at 7PM. Moving on, shout-out to Mor.Bookings for being the plug. Yessir! LC out.

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Enough Of The Goofy Sh*t, Nicki Minaj & Cardi B

So, let me keep it a buck, son. At this point, I don’t care who’s right, who’s wrong or who wrote what bar to what song. Frankly, Nicki Minaj and Cardi B need to knock off the goofy shit already. On the real, both of these women are successful, so why do they feel the need to continuously snipe at each other? I mean, honestly, what the fuck are they even fighting about, man? Seriously, as ugly as this feud has gotten, is it even based on anything real? Look, there’s enough room in the Rap game for the two of them. All in all, they need to just make music and leave the fuckery to 50 Cent and Ja Rule.

Ok, I won’t lie, fam. Real talk, I have no intention of outlining the details of the latest round between Nicki and Cardi. Hell, I’ll leave that shit to Pitchfork, bruh. In any case, all folks need to know is, the two rappers came for each other’s jugular veins on Twitter and Instagram last night. All I know is, I can’t keep track of who’s lying, who got punched by who or who was offered some fashion deal first. Shit, in the grand scheme of things, none of that fucking matters, son. From my vantage point, Nicki and Cardi need to just focus on themselves. Regardless of who people think is right, they both look nuts for engaging in such a manner. Like, don’t they have songs to record and shows to perform? Who the fuck has time for this nonsense, man?

In the end, I have nothing else to say, fam. Ultimately, Nicki and Cardi need to cut the foolishness out, bruh. By and by, Nicki’s place is already solidified and Cardi is as hot as any rapper has even been. At the end of the day, both of these women are doing the damn thing. So, they need to stop worrying about one another and get back to business. Or just scrap it out one time. Yes, I’m a hypocrite, son. A good 5-minute tussle will settle all differences, man. That is all. LC out.

50 Cent Needs To Let His Ja Rule Beef Go

Look, let me cut straight to the chase, son. Real talk, it’s 2018 and 50 Cent needs to let his beef with Ja Rule go. I mean, at this point, 50 looks like an obsessed ex-girlfriend, man. For God‘s sake, he won this feud over a decade ago, fam! So, why can’t he just go on with his life, bruh? All I know is, there comes a time when we’re all too old to be this petty, brethren. The way I see it, 50 is already waaaay late to that party.

Ok, for those who missed it, Ja is supposed to do a show somewhere on November 9th. Apparently, there are tickets for sale on Groupon. Anyway, when 50 got word of the concert, instead of just going on with his day, he decided to fuck with Ja for the millionth time. So, he bought 200 front row tickets just so they could be empty for the show. Now, listen, if this were 15 years ago, I probably would’ve thought this was hilarious, son. But, since they’ve been beefing since the early 2000s, it’s kind of ridiculous now, man. Shit, aren’t these dudes in their fucking 40s now?

To be fair, I was a HUGE 50 Cent fan, fam. On the real, I legitimately learned how to write hooks from listening to G-Unit songs, bruh. On the other hand, despite their longstanding feud, I remained a Ja Rule fan too. Side note, cats need to stop fronting like Ja ain’t have the jams, folks. Real talk, outside of that The Last Temptation bullshit, all of Ja’s albums were tough, people. In any case, I say all that to say that I have no bias when it comes to these artists. In fact, the only point I’m making is that 50 is too damn grown to still be acting like he’s late for home room in high school.

In the end, 50 needs to be more constructive with his time, son. Hell, shouldn’t he be working on Power right now? Keeping it a buck, the writing on that show has been a little suspect over the last two seasons. Ultimately, if he focused more on that and less on Ja, the show might be as good as it was during the first two seasons. Then again, what the hell do I know, man? Frankly, 50’s going to keep doing what he’s doing, fam. At the end of the day, trolling seems to be a large part of his job description, bruh. That is all. LC out.

I Bangs With This Ella Mai Album

So, I won’t lie, son. Real talk, I had two distinct and conflicting feelings while listening to Ella Mai‘s self-titled debut album. On one hand, the production and overall sonic quality is high on this record, son. On the other hand, I’m too grown for some of her subject matter, man. But, that ain’t even her fault, fam. I mean, she’s 23 years old, bruh. I was doing PLENTY of fuckity-fuck shit at that age, folks. In any case, the moral of the story is, I bangs with Ella Mai’s album, people.

Now, where to start, son. Ok, I must say that the production on this album is awesome, man. On the real, I’ve got to give props to DJ Mustard, fam. He did a damn good job curating this project, bruh. Instead of just relying on himself, he brought in other producers like Bryan-Michael Cox, Harmony Samuels and Nana Rogues to keep the vibe going. Sonically speaking, the music is an updated take on good 90s R&B, people. All in all, we can never go wrong with dope chords & dope harmonies, brethren.

Moving on, my only gripe with the album is not really a gripe at all. Frankly, the subject matter is young as fuck, son. However, like I’ve said before, Ella Mai is young as fuck, man. So, it makes sense that she would make a song like “Good Bad.” All I know is, I’m way too grown to deal with a chick who unapologetically has a bad attitude. Nah, baby girl, take that fuckery somewhere else. All I know is, LC ain’t got time to put up with senseless brattiness.

In the end, I recommend the album, fam. Ultimately, I appreciate anyone trying to make a good R&B record in 2018. Hell, despite being a rapper myself, I’m not the biggest fan of R&B being completely consumed by Hip-Hop. By and by, I want singers to sing, bruh. At the end of the day, there’s still room for that, son. That is all. LC out.

P.S. My favorite songs on the album right now are “Dangerous,” “Cheap Shot” and “Gut Feeling.” Shout-out to H.E.R., by the way. Good day.

My First A3C Festival

So, let me be real, son. I’m not here to talk about the nonsense that prematurely ended the A3C Festival, man. Frankly, I don’t want a couple minutes of idiocy to overshadow a great event, fam. Keeping it a buck, along with the A3C Conference, the entire week was fantastic for Hip-Hop and for Atlanta. All I know is, this may have been my first year attending, but it certainly won’t be my last, bruh.

Ok, before I continue, allow me to be honest, son. On the real, I didn’t get a chance to enjoy the whole conference, man. Now, if my memory is right, the conference portion started last Wednesday. However, I didn’t make it to the A until Friday. In any case, there were tons of panels and workshops to help aspiring artists reach their goals. There were a lot of great resources and a multitude of influential people who could do great things for an artist’s career.

Now, while I may have missed some of the good stuff, I was still involved in some dope shit, fam. First, thanks to my bro Mike Walbert, the Executive Director of A3C, I was able to meet members of the Wu-Tang Clan at a private art show for Atlanta artists. All I can say is, dapping up RZA was definitely a highlight for me, bruh. I mean, the Wu were/are a HUGE part of my musical identity, son. Needless to say, I was doing my best to not be a visibly overzealous stan, son.

Moving on, the festival itself was even better than advertised, man. Shit, in a two-night period, I got to see J.I.D, Talib Kweli, Wu-Tang and Dipset, fam. For God‘s sake, I don’t know how to explain how amped I was, bruh. Anyway, I didn’t get a chance to see Lil Wayne because I had a show of my own that night. Side note, shout-out to Scott Morris, Asia Golden, my dude Zeyi and the whole Mor.Bookings team for looking out. Shit was definitely live at iLounge, son.

In any case, I also missed the stupidity that prematurely ended Wayne’s set, man. However, based on the accounts of my folks in attendance, two dudes starting fighting in VIP, someone else incorrectly stated that they heard gunshots and then everybody started running. Hell, based on situations like the Las Vegas shooting, people don’t want to take that chance, fam. Sadly, a disagreement between two idiots ruined a show for EVERYONE! *Sigh* An entire week of awesomeness was dampened by the actions of a few. All in all, I hope this is not the only thing that people take away from this, bruh.

In the end, I don’t want folks to lose sight of the fact that A3C was/is a great time, son. Ultimately, I’ll be back next year and early enough to enjoy everything. By and by, these type of festivals are great for Hip-Hop, man. At the end of the day, two dumbasses can’t change that, fam. That is all. LC out.

LC Live From A3C

So, I’m going to keep this super short today, son. Basically, I’m doing a show next Sunday in Atlanta, man. Needless to say, I’m fucking hyped, fam! Anyway, this is how the story goes, bruh: I’m going to be in the A for the A3C Festival (shout-out to my dude Mike Walbert). On Sunday, October 7th at 9:00 PM, I’m going to be at iLounge. I’m on the bill for the “East Coast vs. Da South” show. Moving on, I have a short set but we’re going to make it do what it do, baby. In any case, if anyone is going to be in the A next weekend, then come fuck with me, brethren. Everybody can buy a ticket for the show here. All in all, big ups to Scott Morris and Mor.Bookings for the look. That is all. LC out.

White On White Crime: Eminem vs. Machine Gun Kelly

So, let me get straight to the point, son. On the real, I have NO idea what songs people are listening to, man. I mean, there are really folks out there who believe Machine Gun Kelly beat Eminem? Like, they really believe “Rap Devil” is better than “KILLSHOT?” Really?! Shit, if that’s the case, I’d like someone to clarify what the criteria is, fam. Is it based on lyrics? Is it based on hooks? Is it based on the beat? Seriously, I’d like someone to explain this shit to me because there is NO way MGK got the upper hand here, bruh.

Ok, before I continue, let me make something clear, son: I’m actually an MGK fan. Real talk, I think he’s an under appreciated artist, man. Frankly, he’s a great live performer and he can actually rap. Keeping it a buck, I was bumping the hell out of his Bloom album when it dropped, fam. Side note, everyone should go listen to “Golden God,” bruh. That song is fucking tough, people! In any case, I just wanted to make my stance on MGK known, folks. I don’t want anyone to think I’m just being a hater here. With that being said, Em cleaned him up on “KILLSHOT.”

Listen, let’s go through some of the lyrics on “Rap Devil,” son. Are folks trying to tell me that “your beard is weird” lyrics are hurting Eminem? Are folks trying to tell me that bars about sweatsuits and “corny hats” are hurting Eminem? Man, get the fuckity-fuck outta here! Look, do I think “KILLSHOT” is Em’s best diss? Hell no! However, lines like “the day you put out a hit’s the day Diddy admits that he put the hit out that got Pac killed” are better than ANYTHING in MGK’s song. For God‘s sake, do lyrics matter at all anymore? Is comprehension that low, fam? All in all, a cool hook and an 808-laced beat can’t fight the obvious, bruh. It just is what it is.

In the end, this is just my opinion, son. Ultimately, I have a right to think that motherfuckers are crazy, man. At the end of the day, people can decide for themselves, fam. With that being said, both diss tracks are below, bruh. By and by, I love Rap beef, people! More bars, more insults, more drama! Let’s do this! That is all. LC out.