The 3rd Annual Dirty Awards went down last night in the A. While I didn’t attend, some of my peeps from the J-O were there. Basically, the Dirty Awards is an excuse for Atlanta nuccas to recognize and give awards to Atlanta nuccas (as if they don’t get enough shine already). Man, someone organize the Carolina Awards, and I better get an award too.
I remember the first time I completed an assignment for AllHipHop.com, I interview my dudes Collardgreen and Lil Ru, and the feeling I got from seeing my work up on the World’s Most Dangerous site was like, I was officially on my way as a hip-hop journalist. You gotta understand, for some dudes from South Cack, having Ru and Green featured on AllHipHop was just as major as me writing the story. To sum everything up from that point…you can’t tell me nothing.
Anyways, that was over a year ago, and although I’m rockin’ wit’ Your Favorite Rapper’s Favorite Magazine now and I’ve taken my completely random rants over to HHNLive.com, I still pen for one of the illest hip-hop website’s ever. Shouts out to the big homie over there, Steve Raze, for bringing me into the AHH fold and continuing to show love to the boy, R.E.
I interviewed Wes Fif the other day for AHH and the interview is on the site now. That’s how I do, baby. One outlet ain’t enough.
“When I come back like Jordan, wearin’ the 45, it ain’t to play games with you…” (c) Jay-Z
It’s been awhile since I dropped classic material on HHNLive.com but I finally laced up the Js, grabbed the jersey out the closet and went hard in the paint with another drop on the Other Side of The Block.
I can’t front, I fuxs wit’ that Hurricane Chris album a little bit. That nucca still needs to take those damn beads out of his head but he can rap a little.
1) Is it just me or is DJ Khaled really starting to get annoying?
2) Man, I’m really waiting on that Birdman album (oozing with sarcasm).
3) Rick Ross has the best weedcarriers EVER.
4) When are rappers gonna learn that songs about having money don’t relate as well as songs about getting money. Who gives a fux about your $100 million?
5) Did Jeezy out rap Weezy on this track? I’m just saying…I think yes.
I know it’s been a minute seen I dropped a post on The Block but when I go home to Charleston it’s almost impossible to update my site because my peoples still use dial up, so I had to rely on my Treo to view the net over the Thanksgiving holidays but I can’t update the site from my phone. But if I did have the internet the past few days, I would have posted Goodie Mob’s “Soul Food” as the Flashback Friday joint because Thanksgiving is all about eating. Thanksgiving was three days ago but I’m still eating leftovers (shit, as soon as I finish this drop I’m gonna fix a plate of leftovers for breakfast).
I haven’t really been on the net since Wednesday, so if anything has happened on the streets the net, I’m oblivious to it. I’ve spent the last few days with friends and family, and I haven’t done much else besides drink, eat, party, shop, drink and eat.
But remember how I told you all Charleston was fuxing crazy. Well, I had a homeboy that was trying to get some of us to go to a strip club on Wednesday. Luckily, I don’t do titty bars like that…unless you wanna count Hooters (especially not a Charleston titty bar, when I live in Atlanta… the strip club capital of the world). But some dude got murdered at that same strip club my dude wanted to go to.
Yep, the Chuck is crazy gully and after three days there, I bolted yesterday to go to the Clemson/Carolina game but we fuxing lost by 2 on a last second field goal. Luckily, I could careless…I just wanted to kick it with my Carolina folks and we partied like rockstar and fuxed like pornstars last night.
After all that eating and drinking, I’m headed back to the A and I’ll get back right on The Block. But right now, it’s time for some more leftovers.
