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.
You Played Yourself
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.
Sunday, May 16 2010 12:20 PM EST | Posted by: Big Homie | Posted in: Blog, Focus, Uncategorized
To reward students for passing the CRCT (Georgia’s Criterion-Referenced Competency Tests), Jeezy and his Street Dreamz Foundation along with the National Lighthouse Foundation rented out the Metro Lanes & Games Bowling Center to help celebrate their accomplishments. A round of applause for Jeezy and the kids.
Last night, Bobby Ray delivered two performances on Jimmy Kimmel Live. Along with Bruno Mars, “Nothin’ On You” up top, and down bottom, he returns with “Lovlier Than You”.
Tuesday, April 27 2010 2:14 PM EST | Posted by: B.Dot | Posted in: Uncategorized
50 Cent’s Lost Tapes episode airs tonight on Fuse at 8 P.M. and 12 A.M. EST. To celebrate, we’re giving away a Fuse prize bag with a DJ Hero video game. First one to email me at brianmiller@rapradar.com with your full name, address, and telephone number wins. Open to Americans only! Ha. Goodluck.
Monday, March 01 2010 1:53 PM EST | Posted by: YN | Posted in: Uncategorized
Y’all refresh your page and send tweets to beg for the release of new music, I get on a plane and step straight to the source to get the real deal Holyfield. At the infamous Aphilliates office, me and my lightskinned brother from another disect the Fab-mixtape-blame-game, release-date-change, never-ending clusterfuck. I want answers and I want the truth!