I’m Down With These New Pusha T Songs

So, per usual, I’m going to try and keep this post short today, son. Basically, I’m just here to vibe out to these new Pusha T songs, man. I mean, it’s already been established that Pusha is one of my favorite rappers, fam. On top of that, I was one of the first people to champion Daytona when it dropped last year. With that being said, despite Kanye West‘s fuckery, I’m glad that he’s still behind the boards for Pusha’s upcoming album. All in all, I expect nothing but good things, bruh.

Ok, for those who missed it, Pusha just dropped two new songs. Now, the first one is joint called “Sociopath.” The song, which features Kash Doll, was apparently left off of Daytona, for whatever reason. Regardless, the joint is grimy as fuck and the type of record that I want to hear from Pusha. Side bar, I fucking love Kash Doll, son. I could go into more detail, but I will refrain, man. In any case, who doesn’t love that arrogant street shit that only Pusha can provide, fam? On the real, that aesthetic is what made me a Pusha and Clipse fan in the first place, bruh.

Moving on, the second song, “Coming Home,” is the one that surprised me, son. Listen, not only did Pusha make a meaningful song about mass incarceration, but he managed to get Lauryn Hill in the booth. Now, I won’t lie, man. Based on her years of tomfoolery, I’ve had my issues with Hill. But, I’m not going to sit here and pretend like she doesn’t sound good on that song, fam. Real talk, it’s dope to hear her sound like herself on a track. Look, does it have the same sheen as her prime? No. However, her contribution is a welcomed addition, bruh.

In the end, there’s nothing else to say, son. Ultimately, people can judge the music for themselves, man. By and by, both tracks have been posted below. Shit, let the good times roll, fam. That is all. LC out.

P.S. Did anyone see Drake talking shit in Joe Budden‘s Instagram live? Son, Joe was out here enjoying his pool party and Drake asked him to play “The Story of Adidon” and see how the crowd reacted. Needless to say, Pusha is still living in Drake’s head rent free. Keeping it a buck, Drake just needs to let that hurt go, bruh. Frankly, he lost the battle, son. Facts are facts, man. Good day.

Little Brother’s Back!

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I’m having a hard time containing my excitement, man. Seriously, Little Brother is one of my favorite groups ever, fam. Like, EVER, bruh! If I’m being honest, PhonteRapper Big Pooh and 9th Wonder completely changed the way I thought music could be made. With that being said, even without 9th’s production, I’m fucking HYPED that they dropped a new album, brethren!

Ok, before I continue, let me take a trip down memory lane. Now, I started rapping when I was 15 years old. Back then, all of my lyrics were littered with copious amounts of Bronx shenanigans. Real talk, some of the tomfoolery I rapped about where things I’ve done. However, a lot of it was just fuckery that I saw around my neighborhood. Basically, I embodied my entire block, regardless of whether or not it was my individual story.

Fast forward to 2003, my life changed, son. Now, in February of that year, Little Brother dropped their debut album, The Listening. As a 17-year-old dude, I was blown away by the record, man. Frankly, I didn’t know a rapper could rhyme about shit like that, fam. I didn’t know that a rapper could speak about the everyday struggle of hating a job, paying child support or shitting on poetry slams. Keeping it a buck, a lot of Rap music only embraced the “gangsta” aesthetic. So, it wasn’t until Little Brother, and later Kanye West, that I realized an artist could wholly live their truth, bruh.

Now, as many fans know by now, the group went through a lot of upheaval over the years. They dropped two more albums (sans 9th Wonder), beefed publicly and then went on with their respective careers. Side note, I’m not the biggest fan of their Leftback album, but Getback was fucking great, son. I don’t give a fuck what anyone says, man. In any case, I never thought they would ever release more music as a collective, fam. Thankfully, I was over-fucking-joyed to listen to their new May the Lord Watch album.

Look, to be clear, 9th isn’t on the album. Yeah, it’s disappointing, but honestly, the project is fucking great without him, bruh. First, Phonte and Pooh recruited producers like Khrysis and Nottz, who are both part of 9th’s Jamla Records and his Soul Council production team. In addition, the group got producers like Focus… and Black Milk to keep their distinctive sound alive, son. The point is, this project is cohesive as shit and the skits are fucking hilarious, man. Like, they brought back a bunch of themes from their The Minstrel Show album, such as Joe Scudda in blackface, Percy Miracles and Roy Lee. All in all, this shit is gold for a diehard fan like me, fam.

In the end, I could keep on going, bruh. But, everyone should just go listen to the album, son. Ultimately, I couldn’t have asked for a better project from them, man. By and by, it would’ve been great to have 9th on the record, but I don’t think it takes away from the music, fam. Also, I’m pretty sure 9th was busy finishing up Rapsody‘s Eve album. At the end of the day, this album just put a new battery in my back, bruh. Hell, I feel like making a new song right now, people. That is all. LC out.

P.S. If anyone doubts my Little Brother fandom, just take a listen to “The World Is Mine” on my The Charlemagne Renaissance album. Fam, I literally have lyrics that say “I’m just tryna navigate through a cold game, and sell a mil as Phonte with a gold chain.” The point is, I fucking love these dudes, son! Good day.

Don’t Use ASAP Rocky For Politics

*Sigh* We live in a weird fucking time, son. Like, if we’re being honest, any and every situation can and will be politicized. I mean, just take a look at the behind-the-scenes tomfoolery between SwedenASAP Rocky and Donald Trump. The way I see it, a serious situation is being used to gain points in the political landscape. All in all, the whole scenario is fucking ridiculous, man.

Ok, for those who are unaware, Rocky is in some shit, fam. Now, earlier in July, Rocky was arrested for assaulting Mustafa Jafari in Stockholm. Moving on, the Swedish government is making it seem like Rocky and company just started a brawl and beat up innocent people. In reality, based on video footage, it appears that Jafari was following and harassing Rocky before his entourage put the beats on Jafari. In that case, it seems like Jafari might’ve deserved it, bruh.

From that moment, there have been a lot of conflicting reports about Rocky’s captivity. Shit, there have been rumors that he’s being held in inhumane conditions and debate over how much time he could potentially get. In addition, as a sign of solidarity, a number of musicians have refused to play shows in Sweden. Now, this leads us to Kanye West and Kim Kardashian.

So, the West family decided to reach out to Trump and see if he’d be able to release Rocky. Now, in customary fashion, Trump hit up Twitter to tell Swedish authorities that they should free Rocky and focus on their own crime. In turn, Prime Minster Stefan Löfven politely told Trump to go fuck himself. With all of that being said, now the two leaders are having a public back and forth where Trump is telling Sweden that they “let our African American Community down in the United States.”

Fam, what the fuck is going on right now? Like, I have sooooo many conflicting thoughts about this entire ordeal. On one hand, I’ve previously been very critical about Rocky’s stances on race, politics and social issues. Real talk, I stand by everything I’ve said, brethren. However, I’m also a firm believer that a harasser deserves to get their ass kicked. So, Rocky has no business being locked up, son. Furthermore, it’s absolutely ridiculous that this is the stand that Trump decides to take. He regularly vilifies Black and Brown people in this country, but has the audacity to talk about another nation “letting us down.” For God‘s sake, what fucking world are we living in, man?

The fact is, Trump is only engaging in this situation for brownie points, fam (pun intended). Hell, if he were able to free Rocky, he’d just throw it in our face and ignore alllllllll of the other fuckity-fuck shit he does. All I know is, Rocky should absolutely be released, but he definitely doesn’t need to be used as a pawn in a vicious political game. Honestly, it’s absolutely gross that it’s even come to this point, bruh. Seriously, this country’s shenanigans never ceases to amaze me, son.

In the end, I’m just exhausted of the political trickery and positioning, man. Ultimately, a man’s freedom shouldn’t be used to further an image or an agenda, fam. By and by, I’d legitimately question the intelligence of anyone who doesn’t see the play here. At the end of the day, the prospect of freeing one man won’t undo all of the regular mashugana that Trump engages in, bruh. That is all. LC out.

This New Nas Song Ain’t It, Chief

So, anyone who knows me knows that I’m an unabashed Nas fan. Like, I legitimately believe he’s incapable of spitting a wack verse. Side bar, if given the chance, I’d even argue with Jay-Z about Nas’ “Oochie Wally” verse. Now, was that Nas’ finest moment? No, but those bars weren’t straight trash, son. In any case, lyrics were never Nas’ problem, man. On the real, his beat selection has always been suspect as fuck. With that being said, the trend (sadly) continues on the first single for this The Lost Tapes II album.

Ok, for those who are unaware, Nas is releasing a follow-up to his classic compilation album. Now, the original The Lost Tapes featured a bunch of songs that were supposed to be on I Am… and Stillmatic. However, thanks to early internet bootlegging, those songs didn’t make it out in their initial forms. Anyway, when that record came out in 2002, I was fucking HYPED, fam. Seriously, that album has some of my favorite Nas tracks, like “Blaze a 50,” “Everybody’s Crazy” and “Poppa Was a Playa.” Needless to say, when Nas teased a follow-up, I was ready to go, bruh.

Now, it finally seems like he’s ready to drop the record, son. So, as a warmup for the audience, Nas put out “Jarreau of Rap (Skatt Attack).” The song features the legendary Al Jarreau and showcases Nas’ lyrical dexterity. The problem is, the beat fucking sucks, man. Like, it REALLY sucks, fam. On top of that, the hook is super weird and wastes the Jarreau feature. All in all, this is not what I wanted to hear from this album, bruh. Shit, when a project lists Swizz BeatzPharrellRZAPete Rock and Kanye West as some of the producers, this ain’t the vibe I’m looking for, brethren. Frankly, I want to know who sanctioned this shit, folks.

Listen, Nas’ ear for beats has always been his Achilles Heel, son. The truth is, he’s always made his best albums when a notable figure gave him guidance. For example, MC Serch and Large Professor were the glue for IllmaticTrackmasters were the glue for It Was Written. Large Professor returned for StillmaticNo I.D. was the glue for Life Is Good. The way I see it, I don’t know if I can trust a Nas album when he’s left to his own devices, man. Keeping it a buck, I wish he would get Rick Ross to pick his beats. Hell, that might end up being one of the best albums ever, fam.

In the end, Nas will always be one of the greatest rappers of all time. Ultimately, I can’t take anything away from his ability to put words together. However, I was seriously unimpressed with this first single, bruh. By and by, I hope this isn’t a reflection of the whole album, son. If it is, it may have to be a hard pass for me, man. At the end of the day, that would hurt my rapper heart, fam. That is all. LC out.

Tristan Thompson Is A Jedi-Level Savage

So, when it comes to infidelity, I believe there are two kinds of people in the world: people who have cheated and straight cheaters. Now, the “people who have cheated” are folks who’ve made a terrible mistake and legitimately wish to make amends. A “straight cheater” is someone who can’t pass up an outside smash session. With that being said, Tristan Thompson may very well be the latter, son. All in all, if he really tapped Jordyn Woods, then he’s the Supreme Ruler of the Ain’t Shit Coalition, man.

Ok, for those who don’t know or don’t care, Thompson is back in the news, fam. Shit, for a dude who plays in the NBA, none of his stories are ever basketball-related, bruh. In any case, after previously being accused of cheating on Khloe Kardashian, it appears that ol’ buddy has done it again, son. However, the stakes are much higher this time, man. So, according to the rumors, Thompson allegedly put the full-court press on Woods’ ass. Now, this is notable because Woods is (was?) Kylie Jenner’s best friend. Essentially, Thompson might’ve smashed the ultimate homie, folks. Needless to say, this ain’t a good look for him, brethren.

Now, I’m not going to sit here and pretend like I have all of the details, son. I mean, I wasn’t about to do a ton of research on this subject, man. All I know is, if a guy is trying to work his way out of the doghouse, banging his lady’s sister’s homegirl is not the wave, fam. For God’s sake, just admire her ass is silence, bruh! Hell, if he was a real goon, he could’ve hit Khloe with the following Kanye West lyrics: “I mean you, her and me, maybe, baby, baby, you know I was just kidding, unless you gon’ do it.” Like, the three-three could’ve worked, people!

In the end, who knows, son? Ultimately, all of this could just be publicity for Keeping Up with the Kardashians. By and by, I wouldn’t put any of the tomfoolery past them, man. At the end of the day, Thompson should’ve just kept it tight, fam. Then again, looking at Woods, I can see why he did it, bruh. Side note, don’t tell my wife that I said that, brethren. Thanks! LC out.

Drake Is Right About The Grammys

So, I won’t lie, son. As an aspiring musician, I would love to win a Grammy one day. On the real, I’m not going to pretend like I wouldn’t want that gold trophy on my mantle, man. However, I’m not one of those artists who believes that my art would be defined by a metal gramophone. With that being said, I 1000% agree with Drake’s acceptance speech. Real talk, as long as artists have dedicated fans, they’ve already won, fam.

Ok, for those who missed it, Drake actually showed up to the Grammy Awards last night. Anyway, his song “God’s Plan” ended up winning the award for Best Rap Song. Now, when Drake went up onstage to get his trophy, he kept it super funky with everyone watching. Essentially, he told all of the artists that awards like this don’t define them. According to Aubrey, as long as musicians have fans willing to support their songs, they don’t need validation from antiquated institutions. All I know is, he’s absolutely right, bruh.

Listen, the Grammys have notoriously gotten shit wrong when it comes to Hip-Hop and R&B, son. I mean, Herbie Hancock is a damn legend, but there’s no way his album was better than Kanye West’s Graduation, man. There’s no way that Taylor Swift’s 1989 was better than Kendrick Lamar’s To Pimp a Butterfly. Shit, even Adele knew that 25 wasn’t better than Beyoncé’s Lemonade, fam. She basically said as much during her acceptance speech, bruh. The point is, artists, especially Black artists, need to realize that these awards don’t make or break them. All in all, they’re winners regardless, brethren.

In the end, the Grammys ain’t low for cutting Drake’s speech short, son. Yeah, the committee tried to say they thought he was finished, but we don’t believe that, man. Ultimately, Drake used his platform to say some real shit and the powers that be didn’t like it, fam. By and by, he’s still the biggest artist in the world and there’s nothing they can do about it, bruh. At the end of the day, folks ain’t gonna stop bumping Drake because the Grammys are mad at him, people. It is what it is. That is all. LC out.

P.S. I’m going to try my best to leave Jennifer Lopez alone, son. All I can say is, I don’t know what Motown she ever watched, man. The fact is, I wasn’t here for her “Jenny From The Block” remix of Berry Gordy’s brainchild, fam. And I’m a Bronx dude saying that, bruh. *Sigh* Good day.

Protect Soulja Boy At All Costs

So, I’m going to keep this post short, son. The fact of the matter is, Soulja Boy is a national treasure and should be treated as such. I mean, “Crank That (Soulja Boy)” hit me on a philosophical level, man. All jokes aside, if anyone’s in a bad mood, just yell “watch me yuuuuu” and witness the world brighten up. With all of that being said, I’m thoroughly enjoying all of Soulja’s recent shenanigans, fam. All in all, the man just wants his respect, bruh.

Ok, for those who missed it, Soulja Boy has been on a tear, son. First, he took to Instagram to proclaim that he had the biggest comeback in 2018. Frankly, he wasn’t trying to hear shit about Tyga or Meek Mill, man. Next, he went to The Breakfast Club to further dig into his bag, fam. Shit, who cares about Tyga’s collabo with Offset? Big Draco has MAD records with Migos. Who cares about Meek’s former beef with Drake? Soulja went to war with Chris Brown, bruh. Like, what else do folks need to know, brethren? All I can say is, Famous Dex better lay low. He doesn’t want that Stacks On Deck smoke, people.

In the end, I don’t know what else to say, son. Ultimately, this post pales in comparison to Soulja’s actual rants, son. By and by, everyone can check out ALL of the footage below. Real talk, I made my wife watch his IG rant last night, man. At the end of the day, that’s how hilarious it was, fam. Anyway, here’s some tomfoolery to lighten up everyone’s Friday. That is all. LC out.

P.S. I know I’m being an ass, but Soulja Boy really did give a lot of new artists the internet blueprint, son. Hell, he’s legitimately the first rapper that I remember blowing up online, man. So, all hail Big Draco! Good day.