Reasons why 50 Cent's Get Rich or Die Tryin' is a CLASSIC

What’s woody, family?

Let me break down 50 Cent’s Get Rich or Die Tryin' CLASSIC album…10 years have past since it’s release, and guess what…

The album STILL goes hard

I’m finna start out by saying GRODT would've been even dope if they would've let Fiddy use "Magic Stick" for the album…THAT would've been crazy, but hey, shit happens

Anyway…

GRODT is a classic NOT because of record sales

It's a classic because of...

A.) The album's impact on the industry and its influence...there were mad remixes of "In the Club"...not to mention the endorsements like video games and clothes that spawned from its success

B.) The album re-shifted rap from sing-songy melodies back to hardcore

C.) The whole album is dope...I can even tolerate a song like "Like My Style" which is probably the ONLY song I'll skip

D.) You FELT the soul of Fiddy's lyrics, whether ignorant or insightful, with the good production that matched the intensity of his rhymes

And for the record...

I'm a "conscious head"...so that says a lot about my liking GRODT

If Fiddy would've replaced "Like My Style" with "Magic Stick," GRODT would've been in my Top 5 Hip-Hop albums of all-time list...real talk

Let me add on again...

A classic album doesn't have to be perfect in my opinion, UNLESS those one or two tracks that might be suspect completely throws off the chemistry of the album

With that said...

GRODT doesn't have that "Oh shit!!!" moment as far as lyricism...he's not Rakim...but you can hear the pain in his voice by the way of the dent from the bullet on his cheek after recently getting clapped

It wasn't what Fiddy said...it was HOW he delivered his rhymes that married the circumstances that surrounded his near-death experience coupled with him hustlin' before the record deal

"Now it's clear that I'm here, for a real reason//Cuz he got hit like I got hit, but he aint fuckin' breathin"

"I grew up without my pops, does that make me bit-ter//I caught cases I copped out, does that make me a quit-ter"

"I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me//My gat talk for me, BLAOW! What up, homie?'"

And so on...

Even something simple as "I'll BREAK your face" was effective based on delivery

Fiddy made something that might look wack on paper better...LOL

Snoop's Doggystyle is a classic regardless of not having mind blowing lyrics and a wide range of topics because his flow, which matched his charisma, was incredible along with the beats from Dr. Dre that were dope

GRODT is the Miami Heat of Hip-Hop...

...it's flawed in some areas but overall gets the job done

Aight ya’ll…I’m out

Peace

Nah’Sun the Great @ www.nahsunblaze.com

The Richie Incognito and Jonathan Martin fuckery

What’s woody woody, grasshoppers?
 
I’m finna keep this short because I’m sick and tired of seeing and hearing about this nonsense on the news 

For all of you living under the rock for the past two weeks, Miami Dolphins football player Richie Incognito punked the shit outta teammate Jonathan Martin by allegedly hazing him…Richie Rich made Johnny boy cough up 15 racks for dinner and left threatening messages on his Twitter
 
You also have house niggas on the Miami Dolphins saying Richie Incognito, a white man, is an honorary Black man because of his swag, while not relating to Jonathan Martin, a man of mixed heritage, whose family is pretty much affluent in California

J Martin

I’m giving you the cliff note version, but that’s basically the story
 
To the house niggas on the Dolphins squad: Swag doesn’t make you Black, dumbasses
 
...in the immortal words of comedian Paul Mooney, “Everybody wants to be a nigga, but nobody wants to be a nigga”
 
I’m not gonna spend too much time on the foolish thinking from the negro Dolphins for saying white folks are Black because they know how to string together a few slang words that they got from random rap songs
 
The Black culture is too rich for the stereotypical dumb shit
 
On another note, J Martin should’ve rocked the shit outta Incognito…there’s one thing to let a prank slide, but there’s another when a man threatens you as a person…all J Martin needed to do was give Incognito a cherry water (bloody mouth) and that would’ve been the end of it
 
CASE CLOSED!
 
But this cat made it a big deal by leaving the team, and now you got all this madness about locker room bullying on the news
 
How the fuck do you bully a grown ass man???
 
I’m a young cat, but I grew up with old school ways…even my mama told me to throw up my dick beaters if someone put hands on me…Incognito is fucked up for punking J Martin and calling the man out his name, but on the flip side, J Martin should’ve squared up and knocked the shit outta duke, or at least tell him to chill the fuck out if he didn't
 
You should take every chance to legally knock the shit outta someone especially since I’m sure the Dolphins would’ve let J Martin handle his business behind closed doors if he felt threatened
 
Headz gotta remember that bullies are punks on the low…
 
…and that’s evident considering Incognito was bullied growing up
 
Incognito said him and J Martin were homies, but with a friend like that, who needs enemies?

Incognito

The news said there were a racial element involved, but I think the bullying part is more important than the supposed racial tendencies between Incognito and J Martin

Anyway, I’m about to be out and stay incognito for the week…pun intended

Peace and Afro Grease
 
Nah’Sun the Great @ www.nahsunblaze.com
 
Peep the Richie Incognito below, click here to watch from your phone

40 B.A.R.R.S vs Dutchess (Female eMCee battle)

What’s poppin’, family?

The king is hella busy…I actually had something new to post, but life got its way with sidetracking me…real talk

I’ma post new blogs all week next week…in the meantime, peep the female rap battle between 40 B.A.R.R.S and Dutchess, hosted by Star of the Star and Bucwild fame @ Black Star Music and Videos in Harlem

Enjoy

Peace

Nah’Sun the Great@ www.nahsunblaze.com

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A Love Letter to 40 BARRS

What’s poppin’, family?

Ayo, I’m feelin’ this 40 B.A.R.R.S chick…she’s a female battle eMCee from Boston and got bars…bars are lyrics for all you slow muh’fuckas out ‘chea
 
Peep the "40 for 40 B.A.R.R.S" love letter below, and then peep her most recent battle against Bonnie Godiva on Queen on the Ring at the end of the verse…my baby 40 got bars for DAYS!
 
Queen of the Ring is a female rap battle league that holds their battles at Zab Judah's gym in East New York, Brooklyn, and is co-founded by Babs Bunny from the MTV's Making of the Band show
 
Anyway, it's time for the king to get on some romance shit


40 for 40 B.A.R.R.S
 
40 days, 40 nights when I saw you afar
You’s the chick, that’s the B.eauty A.nd R.appin’ R.avishin’ S.tar
Drunk on your curves like the champagne glasses,
That can never be debated like your undefeated status,
 
Got me open when you did your thing rhymin’ in that ring,
You the queen so it’s best you're next to a king,
That go together like schemes, personals, punchlines, rebuttals,
Best believe I take the pain away every time I hug you,

Show you that I hold you if you stumble and fumble,
The flow tumble in cold summers I heat you when I meet you,
Greet you when I treat you like a queen before your battle,
To rattle them other bitches I unleash you off the shackles,
 
And then you come out, the flow gun out,
You dumb out, on lame bitches that’ll die with their tongue out,
I saw you and said, “damn, peep this hottie’s swag,”
You zip ‘em up, we dirty dancin’ over body bags,

BUYAKA BUYAKA sayonara to the soundbwoy,
BARRS over everything I put that on the wedding ring,
The queen and king that's knockin' out the box,
Slow it down, I’m the king that's knockin' out the box,
 

And it’s real, I keep it one hunnid, no mirage,
Kissin’ hickies on your belly then I give a foot massage,
Back rubs, on some rubba dub dub shit,
Lickin’ your nipples, you wiggle givin’ that love shit,

Your eyes wide closed 'cuz it’s feelin’ like a dream,
Take my time with you like you settin’ up the illest scheme,
Call you on the celly ‘til I run through 40 bars,
Slow it down, feelin’ good runnin’ through in 40 BARRS,

You froze, from head to nose you pose in my bed,
No clothes you chose to let me give it to you ‘til you doze,
I give it to you rough, rugged and raw,
On some G shit, then I flip it gentle and soft,

Lay on top of you whisper freaky shit that’s soundin’ nice,
Make the bed pop and squeak soundin’ like a thousand mice,
And twice, you bussin’ nuts from the fuckin’ and suckin’,
You tappin’ out fast, shakin’ from the pussy eruptions,
 
The full course meal for your mind, no appetizers,
The protector, the guide, the head, and the provider,
Gimme 40, I’ll give you pearls as your souljah,
I have on crush on you, and I ain’t talkin’ about the soda,


Click here to watch the battle between 40 B.A.R.R.S (rockin' the leopard print joint) and Bonnie Godiva if you're on your phone



Peace

Nah'Sun the Great @ www.nahsunblaze.com

P.S.

Speaking of Boston, click here to see what me and Malcolm X have in common

Bombs Over Boston

What’s woody wood, grasshoppers?

Before I blaze the pen to write a love letter to battle eMCee 40 B.A.R.R.S, I wanna talk about my trip to Boston 3 years ago for a book signing at Frugal Books in Roxbury

First of all, I was an hour late…blame the Mega Bus…then again, it was my fault that I was runnin’ on real nigga time since I miscalculated the trip from NY to Beantown

Secondly, I paid 20 bucks for a cab ride from South Station to the Mall of Roxbury on MLK Blvd when I could’ve taken the SL5 bus to the bus terminal in Roxbury instead…and of course, MLK is hood as hell…every MLK boulevard, street, avenue or whatever is the grimiest part of a city

A damn shame considering MLK was all about peace

 

Anyway…I got to the joint, and saw that Frugal Books is placed inside a mini-mall…I’m not gon’ front, I only sold 3 books…Leonard, the manager of the store, didn’t promote the signing properly…he was cool enough to let me keep his cut of the sales to make up for the fact that my book signing bombed due to the lack of promotion

Shout out to Leonard for doing that when he didn’t have to

I didn’t see anything ordinary besides a heroin addict tryna holla at me at the signing…I can tell she was a looker before the addiction, but shorty wasn’t my cup of henny…I waited at a bus stop in front of the Charlame Park Homes after the signing and took a trip to the heart of Roxbury, Malcolm Little’s old stomping grounds before he got his X

Dudes from that hood knew I wasn’t from there, which is funny because every hood can easily separate the strangers from the familiar faces in a heartbeat

I took a quick trip around Roxbury alone…yep, all by myself like a lion in a jungle …I stand 10 toes solid on my own without walking with a crew on some hyena shit for strength

Aimlessly walking around Roxbury led the king to a thick ol' yella lady with killer hips and a half moon of an ass…

…and I’ll leave it at that for now…LOL

The newly furnished homes in Roxbury spelled gentrification…I see gentrification has stuck its head in Beantown…gentrification is pretty much when a neighborhood increases its land value to move out a group of people to introduce another group of people who can afford the land increase

I got tired of the sight-seeing and stood on Blue Hill Avenue to wait for the bus to take me back to the terminal…an elderly woman pointed to a house where a shooting occurred across the street from the bus stop not too long ago…how fitting that I stood on a notorious block where crack sales and shootings were normal like waking up and taking a piss before you eat breakfast 

Thank God the bus came…the lady who drove the bus was at the book signing earlier that day…she didn’t buy a book, and the heifer had the nerve to tell me…

“I would’ve bought a book if I’d known you were the author of the book signing”

That shit didn’t make any sense because:

A) My table was IN FRONT of Frugal books; anyone with an eye or two could’ve seen me

And

B) I was the ONLY guy selling books in front of the store

Some people just say shit just to spread hot breath among the air

Besides coming across a few stuck up negro broads in downtown Boston and debating whether to spend the little bit of money I made from sales to see comedienne Sommore at a comedy show, I pretty much had nothing to do while waiting for the Mega Bus to troop me back to NY

 

Aight, that’s the end of my flashback journey in Boston…I wanted to get my party on, but it’s business over bullshit at the end of the day

Now, on to 40 B.A.R.R.S…that's for the next blog

Peace

Nah'Sun the Great @ www.nahsunblaze.com

Food and Sex

What's woody wood, grasshoppers?

Flu season is bumrushing its way to the country, and it's time to fight off the germs and bacteria by eating healthy to boost your immune system, and for guys to get the blood rushing so they can get it up after bustin' that first nut

Your food is your medicine and your medicine is your food...if you're a meat eater, it's good to DETOX to flush out the poisons floating in your body...real talk

Check out the detox and health kits from Tiffany Dionne...I met her @ a fashion show over the weekend...Tiffany was vending with her products and she got some good stuff for the church also known as the human body at the website below

www.bodywrapfitness.com or shoot an email @ info@bodywrapfitness.com for more info

Peace
 
Nah'Sun the Great @ www.nahsunblaze.com