<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738</id><updated>2011-09-20T20:29:22.977-07:00</updated><category term='hiphopocracy'/><category term='out of context rap lyrics'/><category term='shout outs'/><category term='droppin&apos; knowledge'/><category term='hip-hoptionary'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='Airbrushed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs'/><category term='worst rap lyrics'/><category term='background noise'/><category term='barriers to entry'/><category term='marketing'/><category term='not racist'/><category term='That Fucking Song'/><category term='things that happen in it'/><category term='rap'/><category term='blog'/><category term='mamas'/><category term='50 cent is gay'/><category term='best of rhymes worst of rhymes'/><title type='text'>Blap Rog</title><subtitle type='html'>The Rap Blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-1126162034859979499</id><published>2009-07-30T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:58:10.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not racist'/><title type='text'>Blap Rog Investigates: The Racism of the Past</title><content type='html'>Let's jump right into it; why is hating, fearing, or distrusting white people such a commonly expressed feeling within the black-dominated world of rap? Is it needless hysteria? A marketing ploy? Some kind of slavery resentment that should have died down decades ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. White people are just despicable. Here, take a look at this comic book from 1978 (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SnJ1WbgQ31I/AAAAAAAAFMs/-cN_YHMtVN0/s1600-h/whiteman1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SnJ1WbgQ31I/AAAAAAAAFMs/-cN_YHMtVN0/s400/whiteman1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364479134352334674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SnJ1WDVMAKI/AAAAAAAAFMk/MLKmNe9oWfs/s1600-h/whiteman2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SnJ1WDVMAKI/AAAAAAAAFMk/MLKmNe9oWfs/s400/whiteman2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364479127863427234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SnJ1VnLNphI/AAAAAAAAFMc/I7EDHXvtIwo/s1600-h/whiteman3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SnJ1VnLNphI/AAAAAAAAFMc/I7EDHXvtIwo/s400/whiteman3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364479120305399314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SnJ1VqLSICI/AAAAAAAAFMU/VB4ytVfQsMI/s1600-h/whiteman4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SnJ1VqLSICI/AAAAAAAAFMU/VB4ytVfQsMI/s400/whiteman4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364479121110999074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SnJ1VVxTWfI/AAAAAAAAFMM/eaJnHYSYYQI/s1600-h/whiteman5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SnJ1VVxTWfI/AAAAAAAAFMM/eaJnHYSYYQI/s400/whiteman5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364479115633318386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, of course you could say that this is not the mainstream opinion among whites in that time, but the fact remains, someone felt this way. And how are you, the black man, supposed to know which whites are the "good ones"? Isn't it safer just to assume that the entire culture that created &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;is just poisonous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might say, "Things have changed a lot since then. Just look at our president, I voted for him and so did more than half the country. Surely that means that racism is dead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh? Heard the story about the black Harvard professor being arrested in his own home after showing proof of residence? You know, &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/CRIME/07/21/massachusetts.harvard.professor.arrested/index.html#cnnSTCText"&gt;Henry Gates&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, black man gets home from vacation, can't find his keys, breaks into his own house, someone calls the cops, police arrest man even after he has demonstrated that he owns house. Charges were something like "being an uppity nigger".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think it's probable that the officer was doing his job. I mean, the police aren't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;racist&lt;/span&gt;, are they????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SnJ3pIpj9cI/AAAAAAAAFM0/lxZetobEJ2E/s1600-h/email-barrett_20090729182951_0_0.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SnJ3pIpj9cI/AAAAAAAAFM0/lxZetobEJ2E/s400/email-barrett_20090729182951_0_0.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364481654731830722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry white people, you fail again. Looks like some people still have to ruin race relations for all of you.Good luck next time you want to complain about affirmative action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way, the guy who wrote this is &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/US/07/30/gates.police.apology/index.html?iref=mpstoryview"&gt;"not a racist"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-1126162034859979499?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/1126162034859979499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=1126162034859979499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/1126162034859979499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/1126162034859979499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/07/blap-rog-investigates-racism-of-past.html' title='Blap Rog Investigates: The Racism of the Past'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SnJ1WbgQ31I/AAAAAAAAFMs/-cN_YHMtVN0/s72-c/whiteman1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-6097423703744401709</id><published>2009-06-11T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T13:22:35.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50 cent is gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wwd.com/fashion-news/fashion-scoops/obamas-lunch-in-paris-kane-for-topshop-50-cents-fragrance-2162739?full=true"&gt;http://www.wwd.com/fashion-news/fashion-scoops/obamas-lunch-in-paris-kane-for-topshop-50-cents-fragrance-2162739?full=true&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explanation:&lt;br /&gt;50 Cent is coming out with a Cologne for men called "Power", which is quite possibly the gayest possible cologne name. Other than maybe "Cock".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-6097423703744401709?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/6097423703744401709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=6097423703744401709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/6097423703744401709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/6097423703744401709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/06/50-cent-is-gay-every-other-day.html' title='50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-4466034170988522851</id><published>2009-05-27T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T13:04:18.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50 cent is gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>50 Cent is gay every other day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quotation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell her if she like me she should keep me icy/&lt;br /&gt;My game fuck with a bitch brain/&lt;br /&gt;till she think she wifey/&lt;br /&gt;Spent a life savings in a day, cause she likes me/&lt;br /&gt;Commitment for me, uhh nah not likely."&lt;br /&gt;-50 Cent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Explanation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 Cent is only out for one thing from the women he dates and he will stoop to dishonesty and mind games to get it. He is ruthless and cold-hearted and once he gets what he wants he will kick you to the curb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing he wants? Diamond Jewelry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-4466034170988522851?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/4466034170988522851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=4466034170988522851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/4466034170988522851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/4466034170988522851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/05/50-cent-is-gay-every-other-day_27.html' title='50 Cent is gay every other day'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-2045129725650603190</id><published>2009-05-20T12:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T12:15:33.402-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of context rap lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Airbrushed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs'/><title type='text'>Airbrushed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/ShRWtaVRyuI/AAAAAAAAFGE/cbXkawztIjo/s1600-h/Eminem_airbrush_shirt_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 394px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/ShRWtaVRyuI/AAAAAAAAFGE/cbXkawztIjo/s400/Eminem_airbrush_shirt_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337986796503550690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I've got Genital Warts"&lt;br /&gt;-Eminem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-2045129725650603190?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/2045129725650603190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=2045129725650603190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/2045129725650603190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/2045129725650603190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/05/airbrushed-pictures-of-hip-hop.html' title='Airbrushed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/ShRWtaVRyuI/AAAAAAAAFGE/cbXkawztIjo/s72-c/Eminem_airbrush_shirt_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-3116229164427065644</id><published>2009-05-20T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T06:18:28.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of context rap lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>Out of Context Rap Lyrics</title><content type='html'>"When I'm on the Mic it's like a Cookie"&lt;br /&gt;-Dr. Dre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-3116229164427065644?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/3116229164427065644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=3116229164427065644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/3116229164427065644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/3116229164427065644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/05/out-of-context-rap-lyrics_20.html' title='Out of Context Rap Lyrics'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-3904980750771850647</id><published>2009-05-13T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:07:16.968-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best of rhymes worst of rhymes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>It was the Best of Rhymes, it was the Worst of Rhymes</title><content type='html'>There are some rhyme schemes that can only be pulled off if you know what you're doing, and even then only very sparingly. A notable example of this is the 'rhyming a word with itself' technique. Good rappers know that this can sound lazy and effortless, so they don't do it unless they're making some kind of clever play on words or using a different meaning each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive Examples of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not a businessman/&lt;br /&gt;I'm a business, man"&lt;br /&gt;-Jay-Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We don't throw our hands up like we don't care anymore/&lt;br /&gt;We throw our hands up like we don't care anymore."&lt;br /&gt;-POS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Jay-Z is using this technique to contrast between what he's not and what he is and he does it by using the same words to mean different things. POS does something slightly different, taking a traditional hip-hop stalwart (throw your hands in the air like you just don't care) and contrasting it with throwing your hands up in disgust and giving up. The important thing both of these lines have going is contrast. If you don't have some kind of contrast then you are simply rhyming a word with itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mediocre Examples of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm into distribution, I'm like Atlantic/&lt;br /&gt;I got them motherfuckers flyin' cross the Atlantic."&lt;br /&gt;-Rick Ross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wanna get up in her Bush like Dubya/&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' get up in her bush like double ya."&lt;br /&gt;-Rhymefest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick Ross kind of gets it, as does Rhymefest, but it's really not quite right. In the case of Rick Ross, it's really more of a problem with the way he says it. He delivers this line as if it was really clever, putting an accent in "Atlantic" in a different place the second time he said it even though it's the exact same word and pronounced the exact same way. In one case he is talking about an airline, in the next the ocean that that airline is named for. Not as impressive as you think Rick Ross. At least Rhymefest makes an honest effort, the word(s) he ends his line with are in fact different. But in this case it's so obvious that he just wanted to use the line "Up in her bush like Dubya" (referring to our former president, 9/11/, never forget) that he really just said "fuck it" about the second line and figured the refence was clever enough to distract us from the fact that he said "double ya" which means basically nothing on it's own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the worst examples of this are when a rapper just clearly does not give a shit and simply has completely unrhyming verses and throws the same word at the end of each line. This is a practice not worth dignifying with examples (especially cause i can't think of any off the top of my head right now). My point is, blap fans, don't put up with this lazy kind of writing. Demand better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rappers, we are watching you/&lt;br /&gt;we ain't gon' stop watching you"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-3904980750771850647?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/3904980750771850647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=3904980750771850647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/3904980750771850647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/3904980750771850647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-was-best-of-rhymes-it-was-worst-of.html' title='It was the Best of Rhymes, it was the Worst of Rhymes'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-27943396132932799</id><published>2009-05-11T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:59:02.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='background noise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>Background Noise</title><content type='html'>We all know that rap is about rapping, and we &lt;a href="http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/04/four-elements.html"&gt;recently learned that production is important too&lt;/a&gt;. The voice over the beat is what we're supposed to be listening to. But there are more than two layers to most rap songs. What, generally, is in that middle layer, between music and lyrics? Rap noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this exciting new feature I take a listen to those seldom scrutinized noises and record them for you, the reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's song is Hypnotize by Young Jeezy (who is probably the best person to do this with to be honest).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Sgis7TGfd2I/AAAAAAAAFF8/NzJybah4Uhg/s1600-h/graph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Sgis7TGfd2I/AAAAAAAAFF8/NzJybah4Uhg/s400/graph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334703893360113506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to NCES.ed.gov's &lt;a href="http://nces.ed.gov/nceskids/createagraph/default.aspx"&gt;KID ZONE GRAPH CREATOR&lt;/a&gt; for the wonderful graph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-27943396132932799?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/27943396132932799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=27943396132932799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/27943396132932799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/27943396132932799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/05/background-noise.html' title='Background Noise'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Sgis7TGfd2I/AAAAAAAAFF8/NzJybah4Uhg/s72-c/graph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-7284011046742264626</id><published>2009-05-07T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T12:38:20.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50 cent is gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quotation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"In the middle of the night/&lt;br /&gt;you can turn on the lights/&lt;br /&gt;find me and my niggas in your crib&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-50 Cent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Explanation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't be surprised if you wake up late at night to hear labored breathing in your bedroom. Surprise, it's 50 cent and &lt;/span&gt;all his "close friends"! What are they doing there, I wonder?&lt;br /&gt;50 Cent is kind of creepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-7284011046742264626?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/7284011046742264626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=7284011046742264626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/7284011046742264626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/7284011046742264626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/05/50-cent-is-gay-every-other-day.html' title='50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-2766964213798533246</id><published>2009-05-06T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T08:37:31.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marketing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>More Ways to Blap Rog?</title><content type='html'>Hell yeah there are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing a twitter thing now, so if you have a twitter go follow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called "&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/HipHopHeadlines"&gt;HipHop Headlines&lt;/a&gt;" and it's pretty good if I do say so myself. It's basically news headlines from the future of this music that we all know and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/HipHopHeadlines"&gt;HERE &lt;/a&gt;to see it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-2766964213798533246?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/2766964213798533246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=2766964213798533246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/2766964213798533246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/2766964213798533246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-ways-to-blap-rog.html' title='More Ways to Blap Rog?'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-6699409668304909737</id><published>2009-05-02T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T10:54:25.211-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of context rap lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>Out of Context Rap Lyrics</title><content type='html'>"Remember when we shat our clothes?"&lt;br /&gt;-Young Jeezey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-6699409668304909737?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/6699409668304909737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=6699409668304909737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/6699409668304909737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/6699409668304909737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/05/out-of-context-rap-lyrics.html' title='Out of Context Rap Lyrics'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-601157423533474262</id><published>2009-04-30T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T16:27:46.296-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Airbrushed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs'/><title type='text'>Airburshed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SfoxxmGPqVI/AAAAAAAAFF0/X2UzSWTuk6Q/s1600-h/tn_Picture_485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SfoxxmGPqVI/AAAAAAAAFF0/X2UzSWTuk6Q/s400/tn_Picture_485.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330627837056493906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Imagine if I was dude and hittin' cats from the back/&lt;br /&gt;With no strings attached/&lt;br /&gt;Yeah nigga, picture that!"&lt;br /&gt;-Lil' Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-601157423533474262?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/601157423533474262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=601157423533474262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/601157423533474262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/601157423533474262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/04/airburshed-pictures-of-hip-hop.html' title='Airburshed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SfoxxmGPqVI/AAAAAAAAFF0/X2UzSWTuk6Q/s72-c/tn_Picture_485.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-6611036204832355219</id><published>2009-04-29T11:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:09:05.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shout outs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50 cent is gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SfiXox4f9TI/AAAAAAAAFFs/oq7kVMiMScM/s1600-h/image50cent_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SfiXox4f9TI/AAAAAAAAFFs/oq7kVMiMScM/s400/image50cent_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330176885833856306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1LkZAbq3IXQ"&gt;50 Cent wants that crystal skull&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-6611036204832355219?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/6611036204832355219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=6611036204832355219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/6611036204832355219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/6611036204832355219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/04/50-cent-is-gay-every-other-day_29.html' title='50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SfiXox4f9TI/AAAAAAAAFFs/oq7kVMiMScM/s72-c/image50cent_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-7085357825459087823</id><published>2009-04-27T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:47:54.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='That Fucking Song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='droppin&apos; knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barriers to entry'/><title type='text'>Barriers to Entry: What the fuck did he just say? &amp; That Fucking Song part II: A rambling blog title if you've ever seen one</title><content type='html'>Barriers to entry is a new series in which I explore and attempt to discredit some of the reasons people avoid rap music. Today's installment dovetails nicely with my "That Fucking Song" post a couple days ago. Sorry for the unwieldy title, but I think it was worth it to try the "really long title' joke once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say to me, when I ask them why they don't like rap music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HUUUURGH I'M INCREDIBLY STUPID DURF FURFLE SCUMPF"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding folks, they only say that very rarely. The kinds of things they do say are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just don't get it"&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;"The lyrics are so bad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which are both obvious codes for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't understand black people when they talk and am afraid to admit this"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry lil rap neophyte, I'm here to explain why it's ok to not completely catch the meaning of every word in your favorite club banger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You are not supposed to understand everything. Really, they know that they're not speaking articulately, they could if they wanted to. The way that people rap is more an expression of their chosen style and flow than it is about their actual ability to form coherent sentences. It's an artistic decision, if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) A lack of understand is desirable. Music sometimes loses it's allure when you know exactly what every line is. This is why eminem, for example, blows. You listen to the album once, you hear exactly what he's saying, every word of it, you laugh at two or three of the jokes, and then you never listen again. Why? Because the mystery is completely gone. Most people don't rap along to their favorite songs the same way they sing (I do this, it's embarrassing to everyone involved), so there has to be some kind of incentive to listen to something a few times. When every time you listen to a song you pick up a little more of what it's about, or understand some previously unknown slang, or catch a funny punchline that you previously missed, you get that joy of discovery and you want to listen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) It's not that important. People over-emphasize the position of lyrics in music in general, but especially in rap. I could listen to Timbaland's Shock Value all day, not because I enjoy hearing Timbaland oafishly bumble the vocals, but because the beats are sick. As judgmental as it may sound, a lot of rap music is not made for depth listening, it's made for the club, the car, the parking lot; someplace where you just need something that sounds good in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Sometimes it really just makes no sense at all. Take a line from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turn my Swag on&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in this song soulja boy says this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Walk into the dealership&lt;br /&gt;add another wheel to my collection of pink ships"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can kind of figure out what he's saying; he's buying another car. But I unequivocally assure you that Pink Ship is not slang anywhere for car. He is just making it up because he needs something rhyme with dealership and he's lyrically talentless. The thing is, by it's very nature, rap needs to rhyme. In order to get the message across you have to force some pretty poor word choices. This is also the reason for some of the development of slang and the proliferation of nicknames. Do you think it's a coincidence that 'Crunk' rhymes with 'drunk'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we've got that all cleared up, I have a confession to make. I stopped writing that TFS article not because I was fed up with Jim Jones (although this was a major contributing factor), it was because I was transcribing the lyrics and I couldn't understand the fucking noises coming out of him. After serious reflection I've realized this is nothing to be ashamed of and have reasoned that Jim Jones is just using nonsense syllables to desperately fill his verse. Or maybe he's just referencing something I am not remembering or aware of. It happens even to the best of us (me, I'm the best of us), sometimes you just don't get something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here, following this sentance, is the rest of &lt;a href="http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/04/that-fucking-song.html"&gt;"THAT FUCKING SONG"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verse 3 - Jim Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I didn't note this before, but here the chorus changes dreadfully to more Jim Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up kinda bad/&lt;br /&gt;From the champagne/&lt;br /&gt;Said prayer, thank god for wakin up/&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh, we gettin' money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hopped in my Ferarri/&lt;br /&gt;Dropped the top/&lt;br /&gt;I hit the club and told my nigger turn it up/&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh, we gettin' money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thirsty/&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry/&lt;br /&gt;I need a big, big plate of that money/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We party/&lt;br /&gt;Ferrari/&lt;br /&gt;we drop the top and we laugh hardy hardy/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am seriously considering stopping this again, but I press on for you! For the humble would-be rap listener who quivers in the darkness with fear. Fear not little one, I will be brave for you. I will openly admit I do not know what the fuck he's saying here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dreamer/&lt;br /&gt;Shoulda seen us/&lt;br /&gt;flooded to water so much I need FEMA/&lt;br /&gt;It goes Jim Jones tell em'/&lt;br /&gt;Kal! Go! That's my DJ/ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is it, the line I don't understand. Please let me know if you have an idea of what these here syllables mean)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepped up in the spot/&lt;br /&gt;Self had it rockin' up for sheezey.&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verse 4 - Maino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I get bulletproof love/&lt;br /&gt;All the thugs love me/&lt;br /&gt;hands down i'm the realist nigga in the country/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alright, who the fuck is this guy, I've never heard of him and he's marginal at best. I wish people would stop claiming to be the best. (Unless they're Jay-Z)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your arms to short you lames could never touch me/&lt;br /&gt;you really think I'm gay?/&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah? Go head and fuck me./&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ahahaha, did someone write a blog about Maino and make him upset? But seriously this reads like a craigslist M4M personal ad. He is literally inviting you to come and fuck him. No Homo tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rollin'/&lt;br /&gt;This is my life, it's not a song/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is another cliche I could do without frankly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really pack guns as long as my right arm/&lt;br /&gt;I'm a problem/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh I get it, he's Everyrapper, a rapper made up of nothing but cliche's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't solve em'/&lt;br /&gt;gotta add em'/&lt;br /&gt;can't subtract em'/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And with math metaphors, that's cool, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm whilin' and spazin/&lt;br /&gt;the smoke from the fifth/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now, my conception of what a Fifth is a large bottle of alcohol, 750 ml to be exact. Urban dictionary seems to agree. Now why would smoke be coming out of your fifth? Is it possible that Maino doesn't know rap slang as well as me, a confirmed white person? Naw, it must mean something else too. English is such a wonderfully flexible language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shells in the grass/&lt;br /&gt;and they can only see/&lt;br /&gt;my eyes from the mask/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, I get it, it's a FOUR-fifth, a gun. Nice creative use of slang Maino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the way to cali/&lt;br /&gt;what's poppin my G/&lt;br /&gt;I really run brooklyn/&lt;br /&gt;nothin poppin but me/&lt;br /&gt;get weed on gates/&lt;br /&gt;and killers in ft. green/&lt;br /&gt;platinum vision/&lt;br /&gt;and lamborghini dreams/&lt;br /&gt;hustle hard baby/&lt;br /&gt;we move like the baddest/&lt;br /&gt;black bandannas/&lt;br /&gt;you see us we throw them flags up.&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok, that was pretty lame, whatever. Finally the song is drawing to a conclusion. But not before Jadakiss comes and actually murders the track. The track is killed by him and the song has no choice but to end after that verse because it is dead. In respect to his (comparative) greatness, I will give you this part of the song un-commented-upon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 5 - Jadakiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, D block is D block/&lt;br /&gt;no it ain't a rock band/&lt;br /&gt;they had to kill two baby gators/&lt;br /&gt;just to make my watchband/&lt;br /&gt;out come the hammers/&lt;br /&gt;yeah, then the shottis come/&lt;br /&gt;devils meet up 4 times/&lt;br /&gt;then the bodies come/&lt;br /&gt;big bank/&lt;br /&gt;little bank/&lt;br /&gt;yeah imma take it all/&lt;br /&gt;i could get the block aired out/&lt;br /&gt;If I make a call/&lt;br /&gt;so go ahead with your bad self/&lt;br /&gt;'kiss keep his swag on/&lt;br /&gt;you ain't gotta ask me, ask Self.&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I did it and I wasn't afraid of disapproval. Now maybe you can too! Let's take this moment of great success to contemplate how Jim Jones is a talentless void.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-7085357825459087823?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/7085357825459087823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=7085357825459087823' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/7085357825459087823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/7085357825459087823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/04/barriers-to-entry-what-fuck-did-he-just.html' title='Barriers to Entry: What the fuck did he just say? &amp; That Fucking Song part II: A rambling blog title if you&apos;ve ever seen one'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-4728704549346684685</id><published>2009-04-27T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T09:39:54.881-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mamas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>Rappers whose mama ain't home</title><content type='html'>Apparently a lot of rich and famous rappers live at home with their parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Two in the mornin' and the party's still jumpin'&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;Cause my mama ain't home/&lt;br /&gt;I got bitches in the living room gettin' it on/&lt;br /&gt;and, they ain't leavin' till six in the mornin'."&lt;br /&gt;-Snoop Dogg, 1993, age 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You got me feelin' right/&lt;br /&gt;My mama gone you can spend the night/&lt;br /&gt;I ain't playin' I'm tryin' to fuck tonight/&lt;br /&gt;Clothes off, face down, ass up, c'mon."&lt;br /&gt;-50 Cent, 2005, age 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lookin' at my Franck Muller, it's about that time/&lt;br /&gt;folks just left so I'm on my grind/&lt;br /&gt;Said you wanna two-fifty cause you need that nine/&lt;br /&gt;I want that bread but I don't need that dime."&lt;br /&gt;-Young Jeezy, 2006, age 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, KNOW, there are more of these. Someone want to find some for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-4728704549346684685?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/4728704549346684685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=4728704549346684685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/4728704549346684685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/4728704549346684685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/04/rappers-whose-mama-aint-home.html' title='Rappers whose mama ain&apos;t home'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-269327683973035957</id><published>2009-04-26T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:51:50.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that happen in it'/><title type='text'>Blap Rog Features: Fighting; things that happen in it</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, listen, I have found some really great stuff on the internet and I really want to put it somewhere where people will read it, but it's not really rap related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm just gonna put it here, I thought you might like some variety in your rap blog, you know? Besides, what else am I gonna do? Start a new blog for every thing I want to talk about? That hardly seems like a reasonable solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the new feature is about movies. There's a movie review website I recently discovered which is geared towards conservative parents shielding their children from violence and other undesirable themes in movies. It's called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parent Previews&lt;/span&gt; and it's &lt;a href="http://www.parentpreviews.com/"&gt;right here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that they include in their reviews is a complete list of everything untoward that happens in the movie. They read a lot like modern poetry. Better for you to see an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things that happen in it&lt;/span&gt;" is "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fighting&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SfTyuyQxqGI/AAAAAAAAFFc/Ta83dIKHMSY/s1600-h/fighting_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SfTyuyQxqGI/AAAAAAAAFFc/Ta83dIKHMSY/s400/fighting_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329151144666179682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After thieves steal items from pedestrians and vendors in a busy downtown business district, a fight breaks out on the street. A man cases out possible recruits for a fight club. Brawls between combatants (without any protective gear or rules) are held in a church, alleys, expensive apartments and an Asian brothel. Characters punch, kick and choke one another. Facial abrasions and some bloody cuts are seen. A bullet injures a man's ear. Cross dressers are seen in a brothel-type building. A picture of a naked woman is seen on the wall. Profanities, scatological slang terms and racial slurs are used. Characters gamble and steal money. A couple kisses passionately. Sexual activity is suggested but not seen. Characters are shown drinking and smoking on numerous occasions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't that wonderful? Can't you totally not wait for more? Oh? Really? Well fuck you then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-269327683973035957?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/269327683973035957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=269327683973035957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/269327683973035957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/269327683973035957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/04/blap-rog-features-fighting-things-that.html' title='Blap Rog Features: Fighting; things that happen in it'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SfTyuyQxqGI/AAAAAAAAFFc/Ta83dIKHMSY/s72-c/fighting_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-3947890887748542023</id><published>2009-04-26T14:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T14:28:03.363-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50 cent is gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quotation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My buddy, my buddy/&lt;br /&gt;Wherever I go, he goes./&lt;br /&gt;My buddy, my buddy/&lt;br /&gt;You'll run for your life when I stick him out the window./&lt;br /&gt;My buddy, my buddy/&lt;br /&gt;I'll lay your ass out motherfucker, it's simple./&lt;br /&gt;Stay in your place, I recommend/&lt;br /&gt;or say hello to my little friend."&lt;br /&gt;-50 Cent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Explanation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty clear that 50 Cent has written yet another song about his penis. He's also an exhibitionist.&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, I don't think I've heard any other rapper use the phrase "lay your ass out" quite as often as 50 cent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-3947890887748542023?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/3947890887748542023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=3947890887748542023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/3947890887748542023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/3947890887748542023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/04/50-cent-is-gay-every-other-day_26.html' title='50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-6406181299010353705</id><published>2009-04-21T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T15:36:50.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Airbrushed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs'/><title type='text'>Airbrushed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Se5KF2VAo3I/AAAAAAAAFFI/Wt20eaKVwpE/s1600-h/pun_jewels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Se5KF2VAo3I/AAAAAAAAFFI/Wt20eaKVwpE/s400/pun_jewels.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327276873569313650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;"'Scuse me for bein blunt, but I've been eatin cunts/&lt;br /&gt;since pimps was pushin pink Caddies with the fish tank pumps/&lt;br /&gt;Bumpin and grindin simultaneously grindin/&lt;br /&gt;Climbin up the walls, with my balls, bangin off your hymen/&lt;br /&gt;I'm a diamond in the rough (UHH) bustin in your face/&lt;br /&gt;Taste the sweetness of my dick, rip your fetus out of plac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e"&lt;br /&gt;-Big Pun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-6406181299010353705?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/6406181299010353705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=6406181299010353705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/6406181299010353705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/6406181299010353705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/04/airbrushed-pictures-of-hip-hop_21.html' title='Airbrushed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Se5KF2VAo3I/AAAAAAAAFFI/Wt20eaKVwpE/s72-c/pun_jewels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-2982607247699694042</id><published>2009-04-21T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:10:30.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='That Fucking Song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worst rap lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>That Fucking Song</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it's not enough to quote a silly, out-of-place lyric.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a song is so bad that nothing but the entire thing, with line by line commentary will do.&lt;br /&gt;That is was "That Fucking Song" is all about, it's a new feature, I hope you like it, although it's pretty infrequent that a song is this bad.&lt;br /&gt;Today's "That Fucking Song" is "Turn My Swag On (Mega Remix version)" from the extended version of Lil' Wayne's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Urban Dictionary&lt;/span&gt; Mixtape. Commentary will be in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;italics&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/singleofthesecond/music/sz-6tkKw/soulja-boy-tellem-turn-my-swag-on-remix-ft-lil-wayne-ji/"&gt;Listen along here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hopped up out da bed,&lt;br /&gt;turn my swag on,&lt;br /&gt;took a look in da mirror said wassup,&lt;br /&gt;yeeeeea im gettin money (ooooohhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is a serviceable chorus, it's not the problem, the problem is every rapper on this song. You'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verse 1  - Soulja Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;count so much money everyday its gettin my arms swole/&lt;br /&gt;my swaggas out of space similar to a wormhole/&lt;br /&gt;dunkin' on the game, like Stephon Marbury/&lt;br /&gt;I got a red Aston Martin, i call it my strawberry/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok, ok, stop stop stop. This line is a disaster. You ever here a line where you know the rapper felt like they had a really good line so they had to come up with something, anything, to rhyme it with so they could use it? Both of these are like that second line, which of these did he think was really impressive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all work no play dis is my playground/&lt;br /&gt;rappers on tour but they ridin' the greyhound/&lt;br /&gt;but they don't stay round now,/&lt;br /&gt;my lambo got surround sound/&lt;br /&gt;i'm hotter than plasma,/&lt;br /&gt;lava,/&lt;br /&gt;magma/&lt;br /&gt;knick knack patty whack,/&lt;br /&gt;give a dog a bone/&lt;br /&gt;i'm like get back gimmie that,/&lt;br /&gt;give the king his throne/&lt;br /&gt;you like knick knack patty whack/&lt;br /&gt;give a dog a bone/&lt;br /&gt;im like get back gimmie that/&lt;br /&gt;give the king his throne/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So not only is he repeating the same line twice but he's taking from nursery rhymes, which is a techinque that I think only very, very few rappers should do (pretty much just Method Man). Additionally this is not the best idea for a rapper for whom the main criticism is his youth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honey i am home/&lt;br /&gt;walkin to the dealership/&lt;br /&gt;add another one to my collection of pink slips/&lt;br /&gt;i am it/&lt;br /&gt;and don't forget/&lt;br /&gt;this is the remix.&lt;br /&gt;(chrous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like he really just ran out of things to say, rhyming it and forget like that. That actually sounds pretty likely.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But Soulja Boy Tellem is not the main problem with this song, oh no. It would be easy to take the rap-intellectual's role and blame everything on him, but I actually think he has some merit here (there will be a blog about this at some point). Just not much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verse 2  - Lil' Wayne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehemm, swagga on a zillion,/&lt;br /&gt;i'm Louis V down like a Louis V chamillion/&lt;br /&gt;house so big like i live in a building,/&lt;br /&gt;no chandeliers, i got guns hanging from the ceiling/&lt;br /&gt;brand new car i divorced the top/&lt;br /&gt;see homie u a square im a porsha box/&lt;br /&gt;long hair, don't care holla back bitch/&lt;br /&gt;im in the bathroom takin me a rich nigga shit/&lt;br /&gt;gangsta to the bristle,/&lt;br /&gt;swagga unofficial/&lt;br /&gt;im the shit and you, you justa maggot on a tissue/&lt;br /&gt;better tell em i'm hotter than da arizona missile/&lt;br /&gt;white Benz chrome wheels like a napkin on a nickel/&lt;br /&gt;young moola baby, weezy baby/&lt;br /&gt;don't forget da weezy, baby/&lt;br /&gt;black card, boy, make you throw away that visa baby/&lt;br /&gt;you ain't on the planet i'm on and i never leave my swagga at home.&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok, typical Lil' Wayne stuff,  a couple similies that don't quite work, nothing amazing or horrible here. I'm kinda just getting the idea that he doesn't care anymore, I guess he doesn't have to; he's Lil' Wayne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verse 3 - Jim Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thirsty/&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry/&lt;br /&gt;I need a big, big plate of that money/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, really. he really says this. this is how he chooses to start his verse. Jim Jones is fucking terrible. Hold on, it gets worse/better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We party/&lt;br /&gt;Ferrari/&lt;br /&gt;we drop the top and we laugh hardy hardy/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;UGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dreamer/&lt;br /&gt;Shoulda seen us/&lt;br /&gt;flooded to water so much I need FEMA/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...Ok, that's it. Blog over. This is just too bad. Fuck you Jim Jones, you are the worst thing. The rest of the song actually isn't so terrible compared to this, Jadakiss' verse is actually pretty good. Maybe I'll finish this later when I'm not so fed up with listening to Jim Jones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Se5gX7-jkYI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/rJtV3tvPwlE/s1600-h/jim-jones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Se5gX7-jkYI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/rJtV3tvPwlE/s400/jim-jones.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327301373579202946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fuck you too buddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-2982607247699694042?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/2982607247699694042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=2982607247699694042' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/2982607247699694042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/2982607247699694042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/04/that-fucking-song.html' title='That Fucking Song'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Se5gX7-jkYI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/rJtV3tvPwlE/s72-c/jim-jones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-6581785187392135292</id><published>2009-04-08T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:43:46.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='droppin&apos; knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>The Four Elements</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SdzgxuJ5bPI/AAAAAAAAFD0/VO7jJMDj1uc/s1600-h/4elements.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 91px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SdzgxuJ5bPI/AAAAAAAAFD0/VO7jJMDj1uc/s400/4elements.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322376004452838642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is like hip-hop 101 guys, so listen up if you don't know this stuff already. If you do know it already read this anyway cause I'm gonna put funny pictures and what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SdziCbGiDEI/AAAAAAAAFEk/N_LeQmfjHF4/s1600-h/raps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SdziCbGiDEI/AAAAAAAAFEk/N_LeQmfjHF4/s400/raps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322377390907853890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, this is one of them &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;educational-type&lt;/span&gt; blog entries, so just walk away now if you're not about that. I made fun of eminem yesterday, that's one that you might like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, hip-hop is not just a type of music. This is something I've been trying to communicate here, it's a full cultural movement. This movement, both in it's roots and throughout it's history has been divided up into 4 elements. It's about inclusion, if you can't rap than you're still in the movement. Get it? These elements are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MCing (or Rappin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Sdzdo10BnVI/AAAAAAAAFDs/WKJFPTihfEs/s1600-h/mc_hammer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Sdzdo10BnVI/AAAAAAAAFDs/WKJFPTihfEs/s400/mc_hammer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322372553354878290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the one you already know. Dope skills on the mic, etc. Rappin' emerged from the back and forth style of insulting called "playing the dozens" practiced by urban youth. Call and response hip-hop still exists today, if you look really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DJing (or Scratchin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SdzdokUtHfI/AAAAAAAAFDk/cc46gjPBkOI/s1600-h/dock_dj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SdzdokUtHfI/AAAAAAAAFDk/cc46gjPBkOI/s400/dock_dj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322372548660108786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you believe the DJ used to be just as important as the MC back for about a week in 1985? Unbelievable but true. There was a great amount of resentment about the MC's rise to popularity, prominence, and pwealth while the DJs stayed kind of behind the scenes toiling thanklessly. Thankfully these issues became unimportant once hip-hop died (in 1987 for the first time, and every year after that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reak Dancing (or Breakin')&lt;/span&gt; (if it doesn't have the capacity to have an apostrophe instead of the last letter it's not a real ELEMENT, important knowledge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Sdzdob3OohI/AAAAAAAAFDc/nJAhbSCvYGQ/s1600-h/87750252-kids-break-dancing-vietnam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Sdzdob3OohI/AAAAAAAAFDc/nJAhbSCvYGQ/s400/87750252-kids-break-dancing-vietnam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322372546388992530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is generally what kids with no artistic talent did when they wanted to be in what we can collectively begin to refer to as 'the movement'. This is the least important one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grafitti (or Tagin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SdzdoCi2FmI/AAAAAAAAFDU/dxTdQotOp0k/s1600-h/021208cerealkillers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SdzdoCi2FmI/AAAAAAAAFDU/dxTdQotOp0k/s400/021208cerealkillers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322372539592611426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just kidding, this is the least important one. I mean, come on, they're just ruining property, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Sdzdn9ivy-I/AAAAAAAAFDM/zX64VcCdu_E/s1600-h/graffiti-bike-ride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Sdzdn9ivy-I/AAAAAAAAFDM/zX64VcCdu_E/s400/graffiti-bike-ride.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322372538250021858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You'll notice that besides rapping many of these things have achieved only minor public recognition. Some people decry this as the bulldozing of a lot of important culture. Nonsense, I say. Because commerical &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rap&lt;/span&gt;, as distinct from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hip-Hop&lt;/span&gt;, has it's own 4 elements that I certainly am not just making up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rap (similar to Rappin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SdzgyB5e6gI/AAAAAAAAFEU/pggMpAr8TfU/s1600-h/50-cent-gun-rap-music.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SdzgyB5e6gI/AAAAAAAAFEU/pggMpAr8TfU/s400/50-cent-gun-rap-music.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322376009752701442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Having evolved directly from Rappin', you might think that these two elements are pretty similar. Actually, you couldn't be more wrong, you fool. The largest difference is the focus on the chorus, marketability, and thug posturing rather than any of the things you normally might think are important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Producing (similar to Scratchin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Sdzgx7No-LI/AAAAAAAAFEM/GF9XYlxpmPw/s1600-h/Soundcraft_board.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Sdzgx7No-LI/AAAAAAAAFEM/GF9XYlxpmPw/s400/Soundcraft_board.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322376007958198450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Basically the producer does the same job as the DJ, but gets paid a lot more and makes the song sound much better. A good producer can turn Eminem into a success, or Kanye into a rapper. The other difference is that producers make millions of dollars. In their free time they hunt down the few remaining DJs for sport, just to add insult to injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music Videos (similar to Breakin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Sdzgx4xvpoI/AAAAAAAAFEE/keYlxFoKiIc/s1600-h/make_it_rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Sdzgx4xvpoI/AAAAAAAAFEE/keYlxFoKiIc/s400/make_it_rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322376007304324738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DptkI0EY6ZY&amp;amp;eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.avclub.com%2Farticles%2Fnew-eminem-songvideo-exists-is-pretty-lame%2C26294%2F&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;Just look&lt;/a&gt; how much better than breakdancing this music video is. It's easy to see why the transition occured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merchandising (similar to Tagin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SdzgxpDkfYI/AAAAAAAAFD8/VIQiPtELasg/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SdzgxpDkfYI/AAAAAAAAFD8/VIQiPtELasg/s400/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322376003084123522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also defined as putting grafitti on a hat and convincing someone with no money to pay 20 dollars for it. Mainly these hats end up in the hands of lame white people however, so their success is arguable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we learned a lot today. Actually, I only care about you learning one thing- that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hip-hop&lt;/span&gt; is different than mainstream &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rap&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe I'll talk more about this some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy you're knowledge, I'm going off to celebrate rap-easter, when hip-hop rises from the dead for 3 days before being shot by Suge Knight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SdzhLntpLfI/AAAAAAAAFEc/WQnG8TYM1CI/s1600-h/suge-knight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SdzhLntpLfI/AAAAAAAAFEc/WQnG8TYM1CI/s400/suge-knight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322376449400319474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy rap-easter everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-6581785187392135292?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/6581785187392135292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=6581785187392135292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/6581785187392135292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/6581785187392135292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/04/four-elements.html' title='The Four Elements'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SdzgxuJ5bPI/AAAAAAAAFD0/VO7jJMDj1uc/s72-c/4elements.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-37960294084794918</id><published>2009-04-06T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T12:54:32.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hiphopocracy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>Rappers have been known to change their minds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"But in the mist of this insanity, I found my Christianity&lt;br /&gt;Through God and there's a wish he granted me&lt;br /&gt;He showed me how to cope with the stress&lt;br /&gt;And hope for the best, instead of mope and depressed&lt;br /&gt;Always groping a mess, of flying over the nest&lt;br /&gt;To selling dope with the rest&lt;br /&gt;I quit smoking cess to open my chest&lt;br /&gt;Life is stressful inside this cesspool&lt;br /&gt;Trying to wrestle, I almost bust a blood vessel&lt;br /&gt;My little brother's trying to learn his mathematics&lt;br /&gt;He's asthmatic, running home from school away from crack addicts&lt;br /&gt;Kids attract static, children with automatics&lt;br /&gt;Taking target practice on teens for Starter Jackets&lt;br /&gt;I'm using smarter tactics to overcome this slum&lt;br /&gt;I won't become as dumb as some and succumb to scum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It's cumbersome, I'm trying to do well on this Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's been Hell on this Earth since I fell on this Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a broke day but everything is ok&lt;br /&gt;I'm up all night, but everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sleep&lt;br /&gt;It's a long year pretending I belong here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Eminem, It's Ok, 1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Admit it, fuck it, while we comin out in the open&lt;br /&gt;I'm doin acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin dope then&lt;br /&gt;My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall)&lt;br /&gt;I have a disease and they don't know what to call it&lt;br /&gt;Better hide your wallet cause I'm comin up quick to strip your cash&lt;br /&gt;Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass&lt;br /&gt;Bitch, I'm comin out swingin, so fast it'll make your eyes spin&lt;br /&gt;You gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson&lt;br /&gt;The Proof is in the puddin, just ask the Deshaun Holton&lt;br /&gt;I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you see me on your block with two glocks&lt;br /&gt;Screamin Fuck the World like Tupac&lt;br /&gt;I just don't give a fuuuuuck!!&lt;br /&gt;Talkin that shit behind my back, dirty mackin&lt;br /&gt;tellin your boys that I'm on crack&lt;br /&gt;I just don't give a fuuuuuck!!&lt;br /&gt;So put my tape back on the rack&lt;br /&gt;Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack&lt;br /&gt;I just don't give a fuuuuuck!!&lt;br /&gt;But see me on the street and duck&lt;br /&gt;Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed&lt;br /&gt;Cause I just don't give a fuuuuuck!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Eminem, Just Don't Give a Fuck, 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-37960294084794918?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/37960294084794918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=37960294084794918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/37960294084794918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/37960294084794918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/04/rappers-have-been-known-to-change-their.html' title='Rappers have been known to change their minds'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-2803491520183763596</id><published>2009-04-02T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T13:55:39.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Airbrushed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs'/><title type='text'>Airbrushed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SdUmL4_DBII/AAAAAAAAFDA/l0ZVLeI0tq4/s1600-h/fatjoe-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 375px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SdUmL4_DBII/AAAAAAAAFDA/l0ZVLeI0tq4/s400/fatjoe-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320200520525350018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OWWWW, Clap, Clap, Clap, Gotta make that ass&lt;br /&gt;Clap, Gotta make that ass,&lt;br /&gt;Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Gotta make that ass&lt;br /&gt;Clap, Gotta make that ass&lt;br /&gt;Clap" -Fat Joe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-2803491520183763596?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/2803491520183763596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=2803491520183763596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/2803491520183763596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/2803491520183763596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/04/airbrushed-pictures-of-hip-hop.html' title='Airbrushed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SdUmL4_DBII/AAAAAAAAFDA/l0ZVLeI0tq4/s72-c/fatjoe-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-9190876674632929765</id><published>2009-04-02T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T13:51:23.676-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50 cent is gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quotation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"niggas'll come to your place/&lt;br /&gt;Put a gun in your face,/&lt;br /&gt;tell ya open the safe/&lt;br /&gt;As your heart starts to race/&lt;br /&gt;cause a robbery could turn into a homo-case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-50 &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Explanation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 Cent is describing an elaborate fantasy in which armed men come to his house and force him to perform homosexual acts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-9190876674632929765?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/9190876674632929765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=9190876674632929765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/9190876674632929765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/9190876674632929765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/04/50-cent-is-gay-every-other-day.html' title='50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-4810567628783003351</id><published>2009-03-18T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T12:47:12.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Airbrushed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs'/><title type='text'>Airbrushed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/ScFPqlpNTQI/AAAAAAAAFCY/7JrnhzvOsOA/s1600-h/airbrushed_shoe_tupac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/ScFPqlpNTQI/AAAAAAAAFCY/7JrnhzvOsOA/s400/airbrushed_shoe_tupac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314616628351945986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Made a livin out of cuss words, liquor, and weed" -2pac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-4810567628783003351?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/4810567628783003351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=4810567628783003351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/4810567628783003351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/4810567628783003351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/03/airbrushed-pictures-of-hip-hop.html' title='Airbrushed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/ScFPqlpNTQI/AAAAAAAAFCY/7JrnhzvOsOA/s72-c/airbrushed_shoe_tupac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-5935936787294757794</id><published>2009-03-06T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T13:27:43.733-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of context rap lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='droppin&apos; knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip-hoptionary'/><title type='text'>Hip-Hoptionary: Animals</title><content type='html'>In this feature I will explain rap slang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's that shit ya need to LEARN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anaconda&lt;/span&gt; - a (generally) large penis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ape &lt;/span&gt;- to go crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ape, Bathing&lt;/span&gt; - Japanese designer shoe brand with high popularity among hip-hop community&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bee, Killer (Killa')&lt;/span&gt; - member of the Wu-Tang Clan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bird &lt;/span&gt;- large quantity of cocaine; (english) attractive woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bug &lt;/span&gt;- ugly, annoying, or insignificant person; (alt) an STD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cat &lt;/span&gt;- a cool, popular guy; a vagina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicken(head)&lt;/span&gt; - promiscuous woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dog (Dawg) &lt;/span&gt;- friend, generally male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Donkey &lt;/span&gt;- in men, a large penis, in women, a large ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duck &lt;/span&gt;- loser, nerd, geek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eagle, Desert&lt;/span&gt; - large and powerful semi-automatic handgun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fish &lt;/span&gt;- the new guy in prison&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish(scale) &lt;/span&gt;- uncut cocaine of high quality&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly &lt;/span&gt;- cool, attractive, high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gators &lt;/span&gt;- Shoes made of alligator skin, they are classy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gorilla &lt;/span&gt;- A big, tough, goon, kept around for protection, fighting, or committing crimes; (adj.) large&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gorillas &lt;/span&gt;- thousands of dollars (each gorilla is a thousand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hawk &lt;/span&gt;- (v.) To watch carefully for (n.) Knife, shank, bladed object&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hornet &lt;/span&gt;- see&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Killer Bee&lt;br /&gt;Llama &lt;/span&gt;- a (generally) large gun; (alt.) any weapon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monkey &lt;/span&gt;- a vagina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mule &lt;/span&gt;- a (generally) large penis; (alt.) a drug (or other illicit substance) carrier (v.) to carry drugs for someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pumas &lt;/span&gt;- shoe brand, once had high popular in the hip-hop community&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rat &lt;/span&gt;- a snitch, someone who tells on others; (v.) to snitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roach &lt;/span&gt;- the end of a joint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shark &lt;/span&gt;- a dangerous individual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Worm, The &lt;/span&gt;- A breakdancing move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might add some more to this list if I forgot something obvious. Don't you feel better informed now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-5935936787294757794?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/5935936787294757794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=5935936787294757794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/5935936787294757794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/5935936787294757794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/03/hip-hoptionary-animals.html' title='Hip-Hoptionary: Animals'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-6237989444718574138</id><published>2009-03-06T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T08:42:22.259-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of context rap lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50 cent is gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quotation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm confused"&lt;br /&gt;-50 Cent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Explanation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;50 Cent is confused, he does not know what he wants. He doesn't know how to express these feelings, that maybe he's attracted to men. He worries about the consequences both for his personal life and his music career. Perhaps even for his safety as homosexuality is not looked upon kindly in the rap community. This song is a cry for help, 50 is lost. We're here for you 50, we will still love you.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-6237989444718574138?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/6237989444718574138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=6237989444718574138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/6237989444718574138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/6237989444718574138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/03/50-cent-is-gay-every-other-day.html' title='50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-4403697300394208850</id><published>2009-03-05T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T08:43:51.916-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best of rhymes worst of rhymes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>It was the Best of Rhymes, it was the Worst of Rhymes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;some rhymes are clever, surprising, or unique. Others are just really bad; either they don't make sense, or they don't quiet rhyme correctly, or they are so tired and old you wish someone would just shoot them and put them out of their misery. This update attempts to showcase both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"Mass hysteria/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;inside the cafeteria"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;-GZA (genius)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"White America!&lt;br /&gt;I could be one of your kids/&lt;br /&gt;White America!&lt;br /&gt;Little Eric looks just like this/&lt;br /&gt;White America!&lt;br /&gt;Erica loves my shit/&lt;br /&gt;I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;/"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;-Eminem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;As if it weren't bad enough to rhyme 'kids' with 'this' and 'shit' with 'get', Eminem decides he needs to do an internal rhyme of 'America', 'Eric', and 'Erica'. Rhyming the male and female versions of a name with each other is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; shit. This chorus is a superstar of bad rhyming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-4403697300394208850?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/4403697300394208850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=4403697300394208850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/4403697300394208850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/4403697300394208850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-was-best-of-rhymes-it-was-worst-of.html' title='It was the Best of Rhymes, it was the Worst of Rhymes'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-5394663253066508407</id><published>2009-03-03T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T06:19:31.225-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of context rap lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>Out of Context Rap Lyrics</title><content type='html'>Double dose of Young Jeezy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Double dose of Young Jeezy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe I should see the wizard"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-5394663253066508407?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/5394663253066508407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=5394663253066508407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/5394663253066508407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/5394663253066508407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/03/out-of-context-rap-lyrics_03.html' title='Out of Context Rap Lyrics'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-4390404312378034207</id><published>2009-03-03T08:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T08:29:11.841-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='droppin&apos; knowledge'/><title type='text'>Explaining Rap Lyrics to White People</title><content type='html'>So, I'm encountering a little problem with my whole "Out of Context Rap Lyrics" category. Whenever I'm listening to my music now I'm keeping an ear open for things that sound completely ridiculous out of the context of the song they're in. However, most of the things that I think might be funny to my audience I dismiss immediately because I know better. It's just that when you have an encyclopedic knowledge of the ever-growing field of hip-hop slang cultivated by years of music-listening, it's hard to feign ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, let me give you a few concrete examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Soulja Boy Tell 'Em's classic hit, Crank Dat there are a lot of lines that appear to make no sense. One in particular that stands out to the uninitiated is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I got me some Bathing Apes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A white person might think "Goodness, this young man is retarded" or "So that's what these &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rappers &lt;/span&gt;are into now? Monkeys trained to wash them? No thank you, I am going to go listen to Nickelback instead!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I know that Bathing Apes are a Japanese designer sneaker brand which has recently gained popularity in the hip-hop culture, mainly because they look fucking sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Sa1YbyHz4JI/AAAAAAAAFB4/PRnQomIKMcc/s1600-h/bapeIIblackred.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Sa1YbyHz4JI/AAAAAAAAFB4/PRnQomIKMcc/s400/bapeIIblackred.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308996770073927826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another. In T. I.'s 2007 hit "You Know What It Is" he says "I love that llama". Again, white people are stumped. "Did that individual just proclaim his support of animal rights or take a stance against llama cruelty?" or "Does he really own a llama, like Michael Jackson" they say, in their annoying white people voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A llama is a gun you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my knowledge of hip-hop culture is actually interfering with my ability to write a funny rap blog. Ironic, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, not that you guys would notice if I didn't know these things. I feel like my likely audience for this blog is basically reading to reconfirm for themselves that rap is meritless and to laugh at the stupid rappers. I don't want this blog to be about that. I love rap music and I want you to too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The take home point is, in the interest of educating white people, I'm going to do a series of entries explaining rap culture and slang. Droppin' Knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make up for this long and serious post, have some more out of context rap lyrics. I tried really hard to make sure these make no sense to anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-4390404312378034207?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/4390404312378034207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=4390404312378034207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/4390404312378034207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/4390404312378034207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/03/explaining-rap-lyrics-to-white-people.html' title='Explaining Rap Lyrics to White People'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/Sa1YbyHz4JI/AAAAAAAAFB4/PRnQomIKMcc/s72-c/bapeIIblackred.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-5661617874111944338</id><published>2009-03-02T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:21:03.593-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of context rap lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>Out of Context Rap Lyrics</title><content type='html'>"Kitchen smellin' funky"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Young Jeezy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-5661617874111944338?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/5661617874111944338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=5661617874111944338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/5661617874111944338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/5661617874111944338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/03/out-of-context-rap-lyrics.html' title='Out of Context Rap Lyrics'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-8370337096790526119</id><published>2009-02-27T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T10:39:37.527-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hiphopocracy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>Rappers have been known to change their minds</title><content type='html'>"I don't smoke weed or cess/&lt;br /&gt;Cause its known to give a brother brain damage,&lt;br /&gt;And brain damage on the mic don't manage nuttin'/&lt;br /&gt;But makin a sucker and you equal,&lt;br /&gt;Don't be another sequel/&lt;br /&gt;Express Yourself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dr. Dre, 1988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Make my bud the cronic,&lt;br /&gt;I wants to get fucked up/&lt;br /&gt;Make my shit the cronic,&lt;br /&gt;I gots to fire it up/&lt;br /&gt;I want the bomb I want the cronic,&lt;br /&gt;I gots to get fucked up/&lt;br /&gt;Make my bud the cronic,&lt;br /&gt;Before I take it home"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dr. Dre, 1992&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-8370337096790526119?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/8370337096790526119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=8370337096790526119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/8370337096790526119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/8370337096790526119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/02/rappers-have-been-known-to-change-their.html' title='Rappers have been known to change their minds'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-1128135800708595421</id><published>2009-02-25T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T08:27:55.455-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50 cent is gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quotation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Get outta line and I'm lightin' your ass up/&lt;br /&gt;Semi-automatic spray, I'll tighten your ass up."&lt;br /&gt;-50 Cent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Explanation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;50 Cent does not tolerate any disobedience. He will do things to your ass if you disobey him. He shoots his big guns all over the place.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-1128135800708595421?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/1128135800708595421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=1128135800708595421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/1128135800708595421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/1128135800708595421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-1208284911354717989</id><published>2009-02-24T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T07:47:29.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Airbrushed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs'/><title type='text'>Airbrushed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SaQWXnk8zqI/AAAAAAAAE_w/UpSFvrkww5A/s1600-h/nua1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SaQWXnk8zqI/AAAAAAAAE_w/UpSFvrkww5A/s400/nua1.jpg" alt="" 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href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2009/02/airbrushed-pictures-of-hip-hop.html' title='Airbrushed pictures of hip-hop celebrities next to quotes from their songs'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SaQWXnk8zqI/AAAAAAAAE_w/UpSFvrkww5A/s72-c/nua1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-7527024189270646210</id><published>2008-09-11T14:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:33:24.369-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Dis Blog is on VACATION</title><content type='html'>Because I'm in Europe and that's much more interesting than rap lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this alternate blog that I'm doing for the time while I'm traveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vaguelytravel.blogspot.com"&gt;http://vaguelytravel.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-7527024189270646210?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/7527024189270646210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=7527024189270646210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/7527024189270646210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/7527024189270646210'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-8954177904278555399?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/8954177904278555399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=8954177904278555399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/8954177904278555399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/8954177904278555399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2008/09/out-of-context-rap-lyrics.html' title='Out of Context Rap Lyrics'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-5649103422787904030</id><published>2008-09-03T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T06:47:55.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50 cent is gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quotation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Point blank range I spat put a bone on his ass"&lt;br /&gt;-50 Cent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Explanation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-5649103422787904030?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-2288995901726403904</id><published>2008-08-29T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T16:34:01.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of context rap lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>Out of Context Rap Lyrics</title><content type='html'>"My pockets got the mumps"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 50 Cent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I'm in Europe now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-2288995901726403904?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/2288995901726403904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50 cent is gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qI1OCyPuKqE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qI1OCyPuKqE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-8176077565552677567?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/8176077565552677567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=8176077565552677567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>Out of Context Rap Lyrics</title><content type='html'>New Feature NEW FEATURE knew feat you're&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So sometimes there's a line in a song that would sound really silly or embarassing if it were isolated and taken out of the context provided by hip-hop slang, the song, or even just the line. That is what this feature is about. Really, it's self explanitory. I don't know why I keep going on like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Produce G's like sperm"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Jay-z&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-1520241290390218173?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/1520241290390218173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=1520241290390218173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/1520241290390218173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/1520241290390218173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2008/08/out-of-context-rap-lyrics.html' title='Out of Context Rap Lyrics'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-8239523318116603996</id><published>2008-08-18T11:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T18:08:39.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50 cent is gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quotation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"G G G, G G G-Unit&lt;br /&gt;No peace talks, no white flags&lt;br /&gt;No mercy, I'm gettin yo ass"&lt;br /&gt;-50 Cent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Explanation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 Cent is gettin yo ass, there is nothing you can do to stop him or convince him otherwise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-8239523318116603996?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/8239523318116603996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=8239523318116603996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/8239523318116603996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/8239523318116603996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2008/08/50-cent-is-gay-every-other-day.html' title='50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-7880800998059609906</id><published>2008-07-31T07:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T07:46:05.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50 cent is gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quotation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Girl we could pop some champagne, and we could have a ball/&lt;br /&gt;We could toast to the good life, girl we could have it all/&lt;br /&gt;We could really splurge girl, and tear up the mall"&lt;br /&gt;-50 Cent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Explanation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the fact that it's more or less unheard of for a straight person to tell a girl that they could 'have a ball' together, this lyric also paints a pretty explicit picture of a gay 50 Cent and his close female friends (you know, his 'fag hags').&lt;br /&gt;Also:&lt;br /&gt;50 Cent has no interest in drinking patron grey goose like other rappers, he prefer champagne.&lt;br /&gt;50 Cent has no interest in sex with the girl of the song, never once is it implied (odd for a song called P.I.M.P.), he'd rather 'tear up the mall'.&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion 50 Cent is pretty clearly gay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-7880800998059609906?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/7880800998059609906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=7880800998059609906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/7880800998059609906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/7880800998059609906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2008/07/50-cent-is-gay-every-other-day_31.html' title='50 Cent is Gay Every Other Day'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-5208014626888701806</id><published>2008-07-29T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:51:55.056-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worst rap lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>The Worst of Rap Lyrics Awards part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SI9XwaJwldI/AAAAAAAAAao/817OTPOfDjQ/s1600-h/2007%2BNHL%2BAwards%2BShow%2BZuOPDnLP8F2l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SI9XwaJwldI/AAAAAAAAAao/817OTPOfDjQ/s400/2007%2BNHL%2BAwards%2BShow%2BZuOPDnLP8F2l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228494181566027218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SI826_AdpBI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/wovMzhtvilE/s1600-h/headerbg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SI826_AdpBI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/wovMzhtvilE/s400/headerbg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228458079374124050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Welcome to the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The Worst of Rap Lyrics Awards part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Gala Event 2008 first annual blogstravaganza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;THE WORST OF RAP LYRICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;awards part 1 for 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;(the lyrics aren't necessarily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; 2008 thought)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Gala Extravaganza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Categories for this (the first part of, I don't know, 4, lets say) installment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Most Ridiculous Repetition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Disgusting Sex Related Lyrics by a Female Rapper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Most Ham Handed Attempt at Political Activism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Are we ready for the festivities?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Rap has it's roots in African tribal griots, slavery-time work songs, and the blues so a bit of artistic repetition is to be expected. In fact a catchy and repetitive chorus, far from being a negative, is a good marker of succ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ess and popularity. However when a rapper steps outside of the song-writing norm by making words rhyme with themselves rather than other words you may have a problem. Even this "one-word" rapping is an acknowledged style that has been found throughout popular hip-hop's history. Sometimes it just ends up not working for one reason or another, usually because the repetition becomes excessive; catchy becomes annoying, clever becomes lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Our nominees for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Most Ridiculous Repetition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SI9X5x3w4tI/AAAAAAAAAa4/VeO7B5TXg30/s1600-h/Nickelodeon%2B2008%2BKids%2BChoice%2BAwards%2BShow%2BZCRZwScj27Ql.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SI9X5x3w4tI/AAAAAAAAAa4/VeO7B5TXg30/s400/Nickelodeon%2B2008%2BKids%2BChoice%2BAwards%2BShow%2BZCRZwScj27Ql.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228494342551823058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Dr. Dre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Nuthin But a G Thang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Never let me slip cause If I slip than I'm slippin"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The earliest popular rap is rife with lines like these, Dr. Dre is nominated to represent all of the late 80's and early 90's with this magnificent line that manages to use the same word 3 times in a completely unnecessary and obvious way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Missy Elliott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Work it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;" This the kinda beat that go ra-ta-ta/&lt;br /&gt;Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There's no denying that Missy Elliott makes a very catchy club song. Work it is already an intensely silly song with the elephant sound effects and the backwards speaking, but when you throw in an entire line that is simply a repetition of the last syllable in the line before it it starts to feel like she's just been making it up as she goes along. It's like she didn't even try to write lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Soulja Boy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Crank Dat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;" Then Super soak That Hoe/&lt;br /&gt;Super Soak That Hoe [x9]"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Really the entire song is a wonderful example of what modern rap has done with the concept of repetition. Truly the easiest way to get a popular radio hit is to make sure that if someone hears it once they will remember all of the lyrics forever through sheer force of repetition. Repeating the same exact line 10 times is quite an accomplishment and for this Soulja Boy is nominated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Disgusting Sex Related Lyrics by a Female Rapper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The two rappers who battle it out in this category will come as no surprise to canny hip-hop fans. Lil' Kim, the Queen Bitch of gangster rap, who gained popularity and notoriety from her sexually charged lyrics, can still go overboard sometimes. Ok, not sometimes, frequently. Nearly all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She goes head to head with Missy Elliott, the queen of family friendly comedies now I guess. Ms. demeanor proves to be a worthy competitor despite her fluffier, friendlier exterior with her long and varied career. Who takes the prize?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SI9X2VwDMMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/gfIPSR6BXWA/s1600-h/NAACP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SI9X2VwDMMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/gfIPSR6BXWA/s400/NAACP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228494283463667906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Missy Elliott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Work it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Phone before you come, I need to shave my cho cha/&lt;br /&gt;You do or you don't or you will or won't ya/&lt;br /&gt;Go downtown and eat it like a vulture"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;While not quite as intense, graphic, and vulgar as some of Lil' Kim's lyrics, this song contains what is quite possibly the least attractive mental image ever attached to cunnilingus. It evokes an image of the woman's sex organs being picked at like carrion by a hideous vulture-man. Also, it's kind of unappealing that if you didn't call before coming Missy wouldn't have bothered to shave her 'cho-cha' (competitor for worst word for vagina?) at all. It makes it sound like she doesn't often have gentlemen callers and so has lost all desire to keep herself presentable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lil' Kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Suck My Dick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Got the camcord layin' in the drawer where he can't see/&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to show my girls he sucked the piss out my pussy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's hard to pick a 'worst' Lil' Kim lyrics, there's something objectionable in nearly every song. However the number of fetishes she manages to fit into two lines here, along with the unforgettably stomach-turning "he sucked the piss out of my pussy" makes this a good representative choice. She's filming her partner without their consent, showing all of her friends, and apparently urinating in his mouth. In fact this entire song could have been the nominated line; she invites us to imagine her with a penis, having sex with men, and giving painful enemas. Never have I been so turned off by a song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Wow, those are some great competitors, it'll be a tough call to pick a winner. A lot can be said actually very fun, about these song writers, but at the very least most of the songs we've  nominated so far are catchy, and danceable. Our next nominees break the most important rule of rap by making songs that are just painful to listen to on a number &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;of levels. Of course I'm talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Most Ham Handed Attempt at Political Activism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; category. These artists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; sacrifice all the things that popular rap songs do so well in an attempt to get a message across, a task they usually fail at spectacularly. The nominees are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SI83L05TruI/AAAAAAAAAaY/LFez_fY4Q4k/s1600-h/vibe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SI83L05TruI/AAAAAAAAAaY/LFez_fY4Q4k/s400/vibe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228458368717532898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kanye West&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Diamonds from Sierra Leone&lt;/span&gt; for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Though it's thousands of miles away&lt;br /&gt;Sierra Leone connect to what we go through today&lt;br /&gt;Over here, its a drug trade, we die from drugs&lt;br /&gt;Over there, they die from what we buy from drugs&lt;br /&gt;The diamonds, the chains, the bracelets, the charmses&lt;br /&gt;I thought my Jesus Piece was so harmless&lt;br /&gt;'til I seen a picture of a shorty armless&lt;br /&gt;And here's the conflict&lt;br /&gt;It's in a black person's soul to rock that gold&lt;br /&gt;Spend ya whole life tryna get that ice&lt;br /&gt;On a polo rugby it look so nice&lt;br /&gt;How could somethin' so wrong make me feel so right, right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Kanye West trying and failing to be deep is nothing new, but this song really is special. Most egregious is the middle school social studies report line "Though it's thousands of miles away Sierra Leone connect to what we go through today". It is as if he was assigned to read a newspaper and find something in it that was interesting to him and he saw an article with the word "diamonds" in the title. However on a deeper level it's more disturbing that Kanye has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; learned of this incredibly well known atrocity and he intends to do absolutely nothing about the enormous number of diamonds he owns. Every other line is an evasion or rationalization about why it's still ok that he's going to be wearing a bunch of diamonds of uncertain origin indefinitely. And furthermore "it's in a black person's soul to rock that gold"? I don't know if I can even imagine something more offensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eminem &lt;/span&gt;in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mosh &lt;/span&gt;for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Maybe we can reach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Al-Qaeda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; through my speech&lt;br /&gt;Let the president answer a higher anarchy&lt;br /&gt;Strap him with an Ak-47, let him go, fight his own war&lt;br /&gt;Let him impress daddy that way&lt;br /&gt;No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our own soil&lt;br /&gt;No more psychological warfare, to trick us to thinking that we ain't loyal&lt;br /&gt;If we don't serve our own country, we're patronizing a hero&lt;br /&gt;Look in his eyes its all lies&lt;br /&gt;The stars and stripes, they've been swiped, washed out and wiped&lt;br /&gt;And replaced with his own face, Mosh now or die&lt;br /&gt;If I get sniped tonight you know why,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I told you to fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Eminem's incredibly non-timely entry into the arena of political discourse gets a nod as well. Released in late October onto the internet in an effort to get people to vote on November 2nd might be cutting it a little bit close em. This song is also unique for the volume of trite pseudo-political cardboard sign non-statements that in contains. They really are all in there: "no blood for oil", "let the president fight his own war", "he's just trying to impress daddy", etc. Finally Eminem's immense arrogance makes a showing as well, he thinks that his political statement, as an important controversial white person, could possible reach al-qaeda and even more laughably that the government might even try to kill him for what he's saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SI9XhevOgbI/AAAAAAAAAag/TaCbN_gwJSg/s1600-h/2007%2BESPY%2BAwards%2BShow%2B9pcnsv6IYCxl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SI9XhevOgbI/AAAAAAAAAag/TaCbN_gwJSg/s400/2007%2BESPY%2BAwards%2BShow%2B9pcnsv6IYCxl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228493925098881458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, thanks for watching my awards show, tune in next time when the winners are named and the next batch of categories and nominees is revealed. Write in with suggestions either for nominees or categories ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(Outro Music)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-5208014626888701806?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/5208014626888701806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=5208014626888701806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/5208014626888701806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/5208014626888701806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2008/07/worst-of-rap-lyrics-awards-part-1.html' title='The Worst of Rap Lyrics Awards part 1'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OA31ijhWdy4/SI9XwaJwldI/AAAAAAAAAao/817OTPOfDjQ/s72-c/2007%2BNHL%2BAwards%2BShow%2BZuOPDnLP8F2l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-3134419588789812356</id><published>2008-07-29T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T08:08:14.835-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50 cent is gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>50 Cent is gay every other day</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the second installment of 50 Cent is Gay every other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quotation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be easy nigga, I lay your ass out/&lt;br /&gt;Believe me nigga, that's what I'm about"&lt;br /&gt;-50 Cent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Explanation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note that if a lyric that appears in this column is more of a suble indication of 50 Cent's sexuality I will also include a brief explanation. Today's entry more or less speaks for itself. 50 Cent wants to lay your ass out, it's what he's about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-3134419588789812356?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/3134419588789812356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=3134419588789812356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/3134419588789812356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/3134419588789812356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2008/07/50-cent-is-gay-every-other-day_29.html' title='50 Cent is gay every other day'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409093798047935738.post-1856132640171839349</id><published>2008-07-25T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T08:09:15.314-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50 cent is gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>50 Cent is gay every other day</title><content type='html'>Welcome to my first feature. Here, on a basis of roughly whenever I feel like it (the title is just too snappy to not use despite it's inaccuracy), I will prove incontrovertibly that popular rapper 50 cent is gay using only the evidence that is available to all people who have internet access. Most of the time this will just take the form of a quote from one of his songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must note, none of these will be fabricated in any way, I let the man speak for himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, on with this stupid thing that I'm already regretting and hello to my family members and future employers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quotation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Many men many, many, many, many men"&lt;br /&gt;-50 Cent&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/409093798047935738-1856132640171839349?l=blaprog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/feeds/1856132640171839349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=409093798047935738&amp;postID=1856132640171839349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/1856132640171839349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/409093798047935738/posts/default/1856132640171839349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaprog.blogspot.com/2008/07/50-cent-is-gay-every-other-day.html' title='50 Cent is gay every other day'/><author><name>Jesse K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
