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Gawd, I miss hip hop…

Just the facts…that right there, it’s the ugly truth.

You pickin’ up what I’m laying down?

2 Comments on “Gawd, I miss hip hop…

  1. Shamontiel
    December 30, 2009

    I can’t say I’m an Eminem fan. Outside of rhyming about how everybody else is wack and making white jokes about himself, I’m always bored. When he did “Mosh” I was sold and then “Renegade” with Jay-Z, sold again, but after that…nope. Not a fan. I own one CD of his and that was “8 Mile,” but I sold that after I heard it a few times. However, I slept on Canibus and from this video, I’m loving it. Did you see the cypher (sp?) with Mos Def, Eminem and Black Thought? I LOVED Mos Def’s verse. Eminem was talking about his balls. I wanted to tell him “The exit is that way. Please recognize talent. It’s called Mos Def.”

  2. foxbrownfox
    December 30, 2009

    LOVE your comment…

    I just trying to make people remember…
    Some of the stuff that gets passed off for hits out here is crazy…

    I break for the culture. lol

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