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.
Thursday, March 21 2013 9:51 AM EST | Posted by: Big Homie | Posted in: Blog, True Story
Rush Limbaugh has it out for the Carters. After taking aim at Jay-Z, the conservative radio host recently weighed in on Beyonce’s new track. Bow down, bee-yotch-es. Ha!
“Their (Destiny’s Child) songs were attempts to inspire young women not to take any grief from men. She’s done a 180. Beyoncé, now having been married, having been impregnated and giving birth to Blue Ivy, she’s going out on a new tour. And they may as well call it the ‘Bow Down Bitch Tour. She’s got a new song … a total 180. Beyoncé is now saying, ‘Go ahead and put up with it.’ Because she married a rich guy. She’s even calling herself Mrs. Carter on the tour. She now understands it’s worth it to bow down.”
Tuesday, November 06 2012 6:14 PM EST | Posted by: B.Dot | Posted in: Blog, True Story
Rush Limbaugh’s back on Jay-Z’s balls. Following Hov’s performance at Barack Obama’s Ohio pep rally yesterday, Rush criticized “Mr. Z” for his lyrical content. He then goes on to recite the opening verse from “99 Problems”. Hilarious—even if Jigga doesn’t give a shit.