New Music: Sheek Louch Ft. Bully x Styles P “I’m Good (Yeah)”
Friday, November 13 2009 12:07 AM EST | Posted by: Big Homie | Posted in: Blog, Music
“I had coke when I was 12, what the hell did you sell?/I said nothing to the cops, what the hell did you tell?”
D-Block’s all good with Clipse and Pharrell’s track.
Bonus: Sheek cooks it up over Rae’s ”Catalina” and some new heat from Jada.
Sheek Louch “Catalina” Freestyle
Jadakiss “My Peoples”
Props: Splash





Who are you and what have you done with Guru? Seriously, we go from the emotional rollercoaster ride of thinkin' we're gonna lose one of the game's greatest MCs to some sick pathetic soap opera involving a man of no blood or kin relation denying family members the right to see their loved one. Now yes Keith Elam may not wanna reconcile with folks he hasn't been on good terms with for the past seven years but that's his decision not yours. From the outside lookin' in, you seem really shady. And if Guru's nephew claim is true that you signed documents as Keith Elam's brother and your wife as his sister than that's just plain alarming. An abuse of power. Releasing statements to websites and official Twitter accounts in Guru's name when he doesn't appear to be able to speak on his own behalf is also misleading and completely wrong. Be clear: At this point the only thing relevant and important is the status of Guru's health. Nobody gives a fuck about you or 7 Grand. Guru's legacy is Gang Starr. DJ Premier and Guru made classics. You and Guru make crap. And you should get slapped for meddling in family business.
I'm not dissin' but you shoulda stayed missing. Everybody in the club get tipsy. Nobody in the club remember your name. Damn shame.
I told nothing to the cops, I just spoke my mind/ accessed the code and niggaz pressed rewind/ the story tells like a movie from way back when, and those faggets gave it up like from beginnin/ they cooked up the rock with absolute vodka, they learned the mixology from right around the blocka/ thirty third wears the tiara detination bomb inside/ watch out the bitch blows, italian sharp necktie/ the boys dressed in blue surround you in victoria/ I pissed around the corner in a bitch named Gloria/ they plannin to blow the house serged by c4, in the phillipines after they build the store/ my brain’s linked to the archive of the CIA, that’s Canadian Intelligence Archive, eh/ now I must shut up and turn on the telly and smoke my last burner and go feed Relly.
Smoking watching war