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Slap-Boxing With Jesus

Rainy Dayz

Am I not the only one who thinks that this rap shit took a topsy-turvy swing over the past week? It’s about time, too: I was starting to get bored with hip-hop and was going to drop a dissertation on why Islam is now the largest religion in the world. I’m sure there’s some crude, tasteless joke connecting terrorism with high-yellow Lakers bench-warmer Ira Newble but I wouldn’t want to come off as an offensive yeast infection to the Tampax constituent known as the message board clowns, because we all know how highly I value their opinions.

In any matter, it always has felt that hip-hop cannot progress into a spring season without a little bit of death and disruption. Sad to say I’d prefer the likes of Beanie Sigel, Remy Ma, Prodigy and T.I. getting tossed in the pokey rather than another rapper prematurely visiting the pearly gates, but unfortunately we now have to toss Screwball member KL into the mix of “artists we won’t eulogize once the anniversary of their death rolls around” next to Camouflage and that one guy from Sporty Thievz. Shit, back when I wanted to stunt for a skig-skag I considered getting a chain that said “F.A.Y.B.A.N.” The perfect conversation starter, I promise.

But I digress.

Still, I can’t help but feel slightly cynical towards these asscunts that – despite living in a moderately comfortable zone that’s still light years ahead of my current, meager situation – want to throw away a steady foundation for themselves and their families for apparently no reason. I know if I were able to afford purchasing a ridiculously gaudy chain that says my name on it chances are I wouldn’t care about my street credibility. Hell, I don’t even care about my street credibility now, and I just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance by switching to Geico.

I do understand why they do the things they do at times; sometimes it’s your actions that inspire disdain. Take for instance my well-documented back-and-forths with the message board part of this small section of the Internets, where having a good 15,000 posts (I know) makes you a God in their eyes. At the moment one Wreck Loose (or RMLondon. Or whatever World Of Warcraft-inspired moniker duke is going by this week) has decided to take matters into his own hands to not only eliminate the threat of yours truly from this website (once again, I know), but “outing” me (do I really need to say it?) from the entire hip-hop industry as a whole. Normally I’d simply crack open another bottle of Smirnoff for breakfast and pay it no mind like I’ve usually been doing, but since I’ve never seen such fervent determination before I figured I’d help in the crusade as well. Hence, I’ve started a petition to fire myself from Hip Hop DX, and I implore everyone who wants me ousted from this site to “sign” it. With enough signatures I’m sure we can rid hip-hop of this phantom menace for good.

The Official Fire Meka Soul Petition

As a side note, does anybody else find the term “Jews For Jeezy” as hilarious as I do? I seriously wish I had thought of that one. Then again if I had I'd be called a racist. Oh well.

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