Last week, Blog roller Karen Civil chopped it up with neophyte, Pill. They discuss his video “Trap Goin Ham”, mixtape 4180: The Prescription, and forthcoming tape 4075: The Refill. Be on the look out for, “Glass” coming to a Rap Radar, near you. Ok deeen!
Well, that was quick. Four months after the release of B.O.M.B., Busta’s says he’s nearly finished with his next album tentatively title, The Chemo. Radiate, haters.
Bonus: 1515 has more on the jah cure
Before his 30 Day Takeover comes to close, Jay Rock lift’s B.I.G.’s vocals for his own rendition of “Things Done Changed”. Chris would be proud. Justin Combs Publishing, not so much.
I know. I know. I know. I’m far too kind! Download here.
In the new issue of XXL, Hov tells scribe Bonsu Thompson, that he, Nas, and Eminem are in a class all by themselves.
…Speaking of Jim Jones, he and cats like The Game stay throwing shots at you, referring to you as old and washed-up. But you’ve always thrived off that type of competition. So, currently in the most comfortable position of your career, how competitive are you?
Not really that competitive, because the competition isn’t based on real competition. I mean, Game, I’m his fuckin idol. If you ask him and he’s being truthfully honest with you…it’s just based off his insecurities and, for the most part, pretension. That type of competition doesn’t do anything for me. It’s almost like someone trying to set you up, and everyone knows they’re to set you up, and everybody. It’s just dumb. It’s not in the spirit of competition, because he’s not competition for me. He’s not. Not then, not ever—he’d have to improve considerably. Competition for me competition is Nas, Eminem. Like Jim Jones? That’s ridiculous to me. So how do I respond to that? I can’t win. If I win, then they’ll be like, “See. Now chill. You’re a fuckin’ bully.” And if manages to throw a haymaker from the West Coast, then it’s like “Oooooh.” It’s not even fun. Like, before I did it, because I would diss anybody. Now who has time to do this shit everyday? But before, when I was running after the little fat nigga from Ma$e’s camp, I was doing anybody. Anybody said anything. If I thought you said something. When I was running in the streets, I wanted all that type of activity. Nobody wanted nothing. Now everybody’s a tough guy.
Guess Meeno wasn’t that nigga after all. Get cha mind right, XXL’s October issue drops nationwide September 15th.
Last night at the Canal Room in NYC, Drake went out on a limb and said Trey Songz was the greatest R&B singer of the generation. Bold statement there, Aubrey. Unfortunately, I’d have to disagree. I think that honor goes to Robert S. Kelly. Say what you want about the Pied Piper, (Lord knows, I have) but Kellz has been running Generation Y for a minute. Sigh. Insolence is bliss.
Props: Miss Info
Moment of Clarity: Yuuup, I was wrong. While Kellz maybe the greatest male R&B artist ever, he isn’t a memeber of Trey and Drake’s generation. So in that regard, perhaps Drizzy has a point. But on the flipside, who’s the comp?
Man, I wish there was footage of this. Take yourself to London, September 2006. With Coldplay’s Chris Martin on keys, Hov and Nasir perform, “Dead Presidents” and “The World Is Yours” at the Royal Albert Hall. So mean and vicious.