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Slap-Boxing With Jesus

Second Nas Verse, Same As The First

One of the more interesting – and I use the term “interesting” sparingly – trends I’ve noticed is how off the average reader – and I use the term “reader” sparingly as well – will either stray off topic completely and go on some wild different tangent, or totally miss the point of whatever topic is tossed out here.

Or, in DX c-boy and my former nemesis Blaze1’s case, both. In his defense though, the things that jettison from his mad mind is fucking hilarious at times.

In any matter I try not to bother myself with these random-ass gravitations, since like clockwork they always happen, not to mention I have other, more pressing issues to attend to once I’m done trying to turn the kaleidoscope of colors that plague my mind into a short dissertation that usually ends up angering people more often than they should. Hell, my Xbox 360 just caught the Red Ring Of Death the other day; the fluck I care about some anonymous hump not getting my shit.

Fuck an Xbox 360. That stimulus check is going towards a Playstation 3.

Anyways, during my free time (read: waiting for this Iron Man bootleg to finish downloading) I decided to visit yesterday’s post on Nazz folding like a bad hand at a poker table over the title of his upcoming letdown because a: I sometimes forget what I write literally 24 hours later (writing almost 250 of these will do that to you) and b: the c-section keeps me entertained for about five minutes every once in a while. Before some random-ass reader gets his Tampax too stuffed up his asshole, let’s all be clear: Illmatic > every other album he’s put out. Tell me I’m wrong. For all I know his next album could be a certified classic, but the unbeliever in me knows otherwise unless he makes another 10-track (nine, excluding the intro) LP using the same producers he used for his debut rather than Salaam Remi, a guy whose beats I haven’t liked since the ones he did for The Score way the fuck back in 1996. But that’s just wishful thinking.

My main gripe with the title change was that it basically deaded any and every hope I had that an artist would finally do what he wants to do for themselves and the love of the music regardless of what a mountain climbing, electric guitar playing A&R feels they should do to achieve sales, similar to the days of when Ice Cube was doing songs about smacking fire out of a Korean liquor store owner. Sure the album may have been (read: likely would have been) horrible, but I’d at the very least buy the thing just to see the words pop up on the cash register and my receipt. Shit, I probably would have framed both the album and receipt off that strength alone.

But thanks to “pressure” from the likes of Al “Sweet Daddy Grace” Sharpton, random-ass politicians and ironically the very label who supported his decision in the first place, Nas was, errr, Quick To Back Down, effectively contributing to why rap music is in dire straits right now: the sad fact rappers simply have lost the backbone to do something remotely meaningful with their podium time. But as usual my convictions didn’t quite hit home last time out, and the whole thing was lost in the Hollywood Shuffle of name-calling, album comparing and the everyday homo jibba jabba. Here’s to hoping that this time is different from the last. I doubt it though.

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