Sometimes, video ruins the moment. I thoroughly enjoyed this freestyle last night, but seeing the visual with dudes sittin’ down while spittin’ bars of fury is terrible. And what is that? Loose scraps of papers with rhymes scribbled on ‘em? At least dudes weren’t doin’ the scroll down BB-MCing like the kid Drizzy “Mr. 35.0″ Drake.
Oh yeah, Twitter’s down but I wrote this earlier and everyone went bonkers. I say as far as bars here: Budden > Royce > Crooked I > Ortiz. No Patron shots.
Previously: New Music: Slaughterhouse “D.O.A.” Freestyle
Sidebar: Hov’s shootin’ a video today.





Fuck Harvey Levin and anybody that loves his celebrity news website. First you prematurely pronounce the impending death of Lil Wayne (Weezy Forgives. We Don't.) and then you try to link the horrific actions of one of the Boston Marathon culprits to our culture? "DEAD BOMBING SUSPECT: HEAVY INTO HIP HOP" You don't say? It's 2013 and most kids are into rap music. We've been penetrated pop culture, you cock suckers. "What's interesting... hip-hop lyrics are notoriously violent and often degrading to women." So our music is at fault in this tragedy? Let's be clear the only bombs my culture cosigns is DJ Funkmaster Flex's sound effects. Thirty Mile Zone is prone to post anything to get traffic. Fuck dude and his coffee cup. Get you a Rap Radar cup and drink with us in the winner's circle.
Oh Miguel. Leg droppin your fans? You ain't Hulk Hogan and that wasn't part of the program. That's no way to treat the adoring ladies, brother.
You came in too early and sounded lazy as fuck..and I know you reading this, too.
Not even close, this is fraud.