Thursday, November 6, 2008

Hate.

Wow, somebody had the nerve to say I hate on everything. Maybe I am very critical on what goes on around me but who are you to say I can't have an opinion. Isn't that what a blog is all about?? Opinions. It's not that it pisses me off or anything but if you don't like my blog or my comments or opinions go read another blog. Stop wasting my time with your lameness. I don't know who you are or where you live but I will take a wild shot in the dark and put a little picture of you together in the minds of all my readers out there.


You are probably the type of dude that just got on SB's claiming they are the illest joints around. P.S. SB's are just as played as Kanye West. You missed that boat around 3-4 years ago when Nike made good shoes. Kind of like the Jordans. But it's okay, your friends probably think you are cool so it doesn't matter.

You are probably the same dude that is sucking the dicks of the following brands in no particular order. The Hundreds. 10 Deep. Ice Cream. Diamond Supply. Alife. Stop shopping Karmaloop and Demo and calling yourself streetwear. Poser.

You are also the same dude that probably likes shit that is so "different" because everyone else does. Go buy some Ray Bans and some Nudies so you can fit in with the "in crowd"

If you can sit there and tell me that the new Kanye West tracks are good then you are a fool. That shit sounds like T-Pain did a record with some tribe in Africa, but yeah, its good. It's good because why? Kanye's awesome vocal and lyrical abilites really stand out on the track(s)? Explain to me what makes it good to offset what makes it bad. Here is my opinion why it is bad. That singing style hip hop shit is dead. See Kid Cudi.

Monotone Vocoder.
No lyrical content.
Repetitive Hook and Vocals.

REAL HIP HOP




NOT HIP HOP!





When a PIONEER of Hip Hop says 50 Cent, yes Curtis Jackson is more hip hop than YOU then you need to retire!







Give me a break with, I hate on everything. That shit is fucking terrible but it's ok, the girls will check you out when you and you friends are out and about in the mean streets of Dallas with the windows down blaring it at red lights out of your 01' Hyundai that your parents got your for you getting your GED. Congrats.

So, go read another blog. Douche.




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