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For $4500 I Will John Doe You

Cam'ron: Leave You Alone
Killa Season

Totally wanted to tackle "Get Ya Gun," which may be the best damn thing on this farce. Too bad K. Sanneh pulled the shottie and spent slugs on it. All that stuff about drinking a can of pee and calling it pineapple soda, man he's still a freak wit it. Plus the ad-lib/overdubs on the chorus couldn't be more ghetto. Sounds like some basement shit, despite the churlish, "ethereal" production aesthetic. But the Gray Lady smashed that, so let's keep it movin'.

"Leave You Alone" is on the chipmunk game, sure. And that's tired ....... [......................] ......................... [......................] ............................. [..............] ................... you know what, fuck this 30 minute game. This is tired. I'm not sitting in this booth to let people know that we will spill out some wack invective on why this isn't or isn't worth it. It's designed for reaction. Why take the bait? Now is as good an opportunity to subvert the expectations as any. Wanna watch a Dipset backlash? Keep talking about it, that's secondary to what a real fan has in mind. When I copped Killa Season in a Best Buy ($14.99 Deluxe) six different folks picked up a copy, stared at the song titles, snickered, got happy and picked it up along with their new Tool and Rascal Fatts or whatever. Yell at some chump that's got nothing invested in an art form other than an opportunity to potshot a critic. And now, onto potshots!

Go listen to "Get Ya Gun." Matthew Perpetua has trenchant verisimilitude on "I.B.S." - that ole paragon of paradigm shift just odd enough to make whitey feel better about liking the guy that would punch you with his cock if he could. Celebrities - they're just like us! They shit! They feel! They bleed! They feel shit! They bleed shit! Not a metaphor. Respect due to the world's greatest rap critic. He knows things about rap things and other things that are rappy. Real talk.

Other safe mark ass white busters. If only people knew how to like stuff that they're supposed to like, then I can tell them why they can't like it and why they're racists. That's why I write for the streets and Baltimore house posters.

I will shoot at you if you squint at my diamond mind. You should run. I ain't scurred of you. I'm scared of me.