Pharaohe Monch & Prince Po together as Organized Konfusion are a force. Stress: Extinction Agenda is easily, hands down one of my top albums of all time. Plain/Simple. Concept, flow, lyrics, street, smart.
Warning to record execs, wack emcee’s, and pay-to-play radio stations, lyrics include:
"Why do you choose to mimic these wack MC's? Why do you choose to listen to R&B? Why must you believe somethin is fat Just because it's played on the radio, 20 times per day?"
To spite the North Carolina amendment. I will, as a legally recognized marriage officiant in the District of Columbia, be offering services for free during the month of May.
I was hoping to be able to say something about North Carolina moving beyond their sordid past but alas they’ve not warranted it. So to the Tar Heel state I say you are a heel and not healing. I refuse to agree to disagree. If you were for Amendment 1, you are a horrible person and I despise you.
Well, here it is. Do with it what you like. I’ll be giving a listen before I buy. But the Big K.r.i.t. re-issue and Lazer Sword are promising. And the Detroit funk has got to be good.
We’re rolling out a new weekly feature, the Monday Maxim. We’re going to tell you how to run your life by culling maxims from the annals of hip hop quotables.
maxim |ˈmaksim|noun, a short, pithy statement expressing a general truth or rule of conduct: the maxim that actions speak louder than words.
Ice Cube:
“And don’t give me that shit about role model
It ain’t wise to chastise and preach
Just open the eyes of each
Cause laws are made to be broken up”
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