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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.
Yo Mister Cee, the people feel threatened! Soliciting prostitutes is illegal and this is the second time your private affairs have been publicized. Get some help...and a room! —B.DotLast night at Highline Ballroom in NYC, Sean Price, Guilty Simpson and Black Milk all took the stage to perform a number of their songs. Up top they perform their track “The Hex”. Click here for more footage from the night. Random Axe is in stores now.
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One of my fav tracks on the album shit goes HAM.
For the Hard core Hip-Hop but you listen to wac mill so wut do you care…..
Man these lyrics is a niggas soul bleeding. Steadily grieving, so ruthless I a have the reaper weeping. And thats my word, you’ll get served. Dont mess with me, its that simple. Dads gone, grams is gone, why the hell am I living. Im tryin to have money stacked to the ceiling. But I highly nerved by this gotdamn politicing. So I say fuck em, run up on the secret service and buck em. Betta duck em, or thats yo head bitch. I’d rather be poor happy with my family than be dead rich.
Man these lyrics is a niggas soul bleeding. Steadily grieving, so ruthless I a have the reaper weeping. And thats my word, you’ll get served. Dont mess with me, its that simple. Dads gone, grams is gone, why the hell am I living. Im tryin to have money stacked to the ceiling. But I highly nerved by this gotdamn politicing. So I say fuck em, run up on the secret service and buck em. Betta duck em, or thats yo head bitch. I’d rather be poor happy with my family than to be dead rich.
@A JACKASS STOP SPAMING U SUCK!!