Brought to you by Kush Comedy, we have some hilarious visuals to accompany two hysterically funny segments of Katt Williams' latest stand-up DVD "It's Pimpin' Pimpin'":
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Brought to you by Kush Comedy, we have some hilarious visuals to accompany two hysterically funny segments of Katt Williams' latest stand-up DVD "It's Pimpin' Pimpin'":
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Labels: cartoon, comedy, gangsta tigers, it's pimpin' pimpin', katt williams, tink-tink

Free health care isn't the only dope thing in Canada (sorry Michael Moore). As Canadian hip hop continues to etch out a distinct place within the global context, one young and stylish producer strives make his mark on the movement. Alex Canzoneri a.k.a "Fundamental" has a scope of understanding about crafting beats that gives off the impression he is well beyond his 22 years. He dropped an official beat sampler back in December 2008, called "Fundamental's Beatdown, Vol. 1":
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Labels: beat master, fundamental, someone you should know
Watch this cat Ebrahim kick back with a sampling machine and do a crazy mash-up of D'Angelo, Lupe Fiasco and Joni Mitchell (!!!) like it's nothing:
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From the brilliant mind of Kevin Johnson, over @ The 410 Scrolls:
There is a certain type of dumb, a specific brand of stupid, that causes the inner most working of my rage to find nourishment and replenish its desire to hunt, and destroy. What follows is a conversation I had with Stephanie concerning this very case of idiot that she presented to me. The picture in question is here (via Gizmodo):
And what you will notice, quickly, is that it makes little to no sense. To summarize, the young man states the following:
"I got this tattoo about 8 months ago. I believe it perfectly sums up my feelings towards George [Lucas]. I love Star Wars but I wish George would retire and leave the series in better hands."
This is the conversation that followed:
Kevin: ....
Steph: What? Oh? That link? Haha.
Kevin: Wow.
Steph: Yeah! Dude is serious.
Kevin: But that's such a stupid idea. You could easily convey the same sentiment with a t-shirt. You get dude's face plastered on your arm because you hate him?
Steph: Right.
Kevin: Come on kid, that's like getting your ex's name on your arm after they gave you an STD... .. the eff outta here with that nonsense.
Steph: That's a really good analogy.
Kevin: The Star Wars series is a lot like that sometimes.. A gorgeous person with a massive herpes outbreak. Peel back some layers and you got question some ish.
Steph: Hell yeah.
Kevin: But no - just tattoo the FACE of someone you hate on your arm, and promote dude and his brand whenever you wear a short sleeve shirt. God I hate Diddy.. Where's that Sean John suit I own? Damn you 50, hating you leaves me parched.. better grab some Formula 50 Vitamin Water.
Steph: LMAO
Kevin: Spike Lee is such an ass, I'm going to go watch She Hate Me eight more times to make my hate that much more palpable. George Lucas sleeps on beds of money and children's tears, he ain't worried about the tattoo you got.
Steph: But you have his likeness on your body forever.
Kevin: Way to go guy - you win the coveted 'Sit Yo Dumb Ass Down Award' in the category of 'Best Way to Bend Over and Get Screwed by the Person You Hate w/ a Duo or Group'
Steph: **dead**
Kevin: It's like dude sat and thought about how he could be a joke, and went the lengths necessary to be remembered through the test of time as a complete and total tool. Like, when the world is bust dust and the last nomadic tribes of humanity circle the earth like children of the damned, the legend of his dumbassness with echo throughout. If I could possess a fraction of the liberating stupidity this guy possess, if I could touch the hymn of the garment of his rampant wtf-itude, maybe I too could feel the same sense of freedom to be an douche. I want that freedom. He obviously is fearless in the face of other's opinions. He doesn't know fear. He is Legend. They should make a biopic of his life because I want to follow the journey from conception of the idea of that tattoo until present day. I want to delve into the odyssey of his mine and withdraw the nougat of brilliance he obviously contains within his psyche. Because I have a feeling that the cure for all of the world's ills can be found there. Fucktard.
Steph: LMAO. Wow. That really stuck a nerve with you.
Kevin: It did. In the face of such fucktardacity - I get rubbed the wrong way. Doofy fuckbiscuit
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Labels: 410 scrolls, darth vader, george lucas, kevin j, star wars, tattoo, wtf
I came up with this compilation last year and it's pretty damn fly if I do say so myself. I've been totally out of it lately, so I didn't do a new one for this year, hence the throwback (though I'd like to think that it's timeless). In any event, this is how I show love:

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Labels: compilation, good music, i choo choo choose you, mp3, the simpsons, timeless, v-day mix, valentines day

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Labels: custom songs, help a brotha out, patronage, sean padilla, the cocker spaniels
Finally. 2008 has kicked rocks.
Generally speaking and on a very personal note, 2008 was a God-awful, shitty year. I was very much ready to send it packing off into the sunset, never to be seen again. Good riddance!
Despite 2008 giving me so much hell, I do have a major accomplishment that I'm very proud of: officially being free of all outstanding debts (student loans notwithstanding of course) as of Dec. 19, 2008.
Having that weight lifted from my shoulders has been immense. Now that the massive burden has been removed, I feel like I can take on other challenges that I've been struggling with and not merely operate on Survival Mode. Not only do I feel like I can take on existing challenges, I feel like I can address new challenges and I feel like I can conquer them. I actually feel optimistic about the upcoming year, which is an accomplishment in itself for me because I don't have the greatest outlook on very much in general.
Kevin (a.k.a Damn Shuggy Woo Woo) was kind enough to give me an Amazon MP3 e-gift card for Christmas. One of the songs I downloaded is by a Japanese singer named Monday Michiru. It's called "The Right Time" and I've loved it for some time now because it is sheerly epic in its composition and delivery. In context with what's going on in my life right now and what the rest of the world is facing at the moment, I think it's an appropriate song to serve as an anthem for the new year. If nothing else, it's a great song to dance to:
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Labels: 2008, 2009, challenges, kick rocks, new year, optimism
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Labels: aliens, brother, detroit, frank nitty, illa j, j dilla, ma dukes, talent runs in the family, yancey boys
About a month ago, my homegirl Starr from over @ GangstarrGirl.com got to interview Black Milk, one of Detroit's emerging homegrown innovators of masterful beats and rhythms. XXLmag.com finally put the feature up, so check it out:
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Labels: black milk, detroit, gangstarr girl, so cold in the d, t-baby, tronic, XXL