Deen doesn’t care what you don’t like. Given recent events (which we won’t link to), it’s nice to hear some fire ass Chicago music that one can enjoy guilt-free. Even better is the fact that it doesn’t sound like Memphis revivalist shit masquerading under whatever new moniker the industry (or whoever is in charge of […]

Deen is wonderful. So you got my attention Gucci Mane La Flare, Esq, but whatchu gon do with it? I hate to admit it, but your ominous trolling was entertaining enough to ensure that I’d be listening to your shit the minute it dropped. Well, more like the minute I was done with the Kendrick […]

You know where Deen stands on those who are soy latte only. Disappointingly, our boy Rocky seems to have settled for the French Montana “Pop That” approach for his newest lead single. Also known as the “throw the kitchen sink of name recognition at em” approach. This shit isn’t nearly as cynical or derivative as […]

Deen wrote this while flipping switches and clocking all the riches.  Some of you might be aware of the fact that I don’t rate Kendrick Lamar as highly as many seem to. For the umpteenth time, I think he’s a talent, but y’all’s obsession/savior complex basically ruined the kid for me. It’s fair to say […]

Deen is trying to turn this into something. DM him (binder women only) It’s taken long enough, but we finally have a new project from Big KRIT’s right hand man, Big Sant. I suppose that’s more than we can say for scores of weed carriers too numerous to mention in this space (shouts to Spliff […]

Deen is watching this and eating potcorn. “I take summers off ‘cos I love winter beef…” – NasGawd. Before I get into the details of this fake-real WWE shit, let me provide a bit of context for my disgusting enthusiasm and blood-thirst. If you know enough about me, you’ll know that my favorite kinds of […]

Listen to Deen. He knows what he’s talking about. I’m writing about this Rochelle Jordan video for two reasons. First, I’m pretty sure that enough of you chose to ignore me when I granted her project, Pressure, the official Mobbdeen stamp of approval a little while ago. How do I know this? Well, my brother […]

Deen is on the phone, cooking sopes at the same damn time. Call me cynical or even humorless, but when will rappers learn? Seriously? What’s the damn point in putting Future on a hook if you aren’t aiming for the charts? I mean, I fux with gritty and gully-sounding shit more than the next person, […]

Deen would also like to extend a fuck you to Obasanjo. Has anyone else noticed that learning to like or at least learning to tolerate shitty rappers isn’t a phenomenon restricted to the “mainstream”? In other words, even less than popular rappers that you aren’t fond of can weasel their way into your listening rotation […]

Hola. It’s been a minute since I wrote anything about anything – that’s Freddie Gibbs’ fault. I’ve been bumping Baby Face Killa on a loop for a while now and I’ve had zero interest in listening to or writing about anything else. It’s that serious. I realize that it isn’t a perfect mixtape, but I’d […]