Boldy James – For the Birds September 26, 2012
“For the Birds” is the best song about a brick I’ve heard all year. It’s rough. It’s gutter. It’s catchy. Let’s start with the hook: “Birds of a feather flock together and you winging it / Man, this shit is for the birds and I need a brick / Quick, a twenty-eight by thirty-six / […]
The last time Schoolboy went to church he pulled up in an Audi toting his Glock 40. No one asked any questions. But as Q started to listen to the sermon he saw how thin the preacher looked. So he dipped. Everyone knows bosses get fat. I understand the intent of the video — Schoolboy […]
Max Bell declined a position in executive sales at Arbys. Kreayshawn has a bunch of haters. She has a bunch of faders too. Don’t ask what it means. Kreayshawn’s in your city like the mayor, hoe. And she’s got your girl on the phone telling her that she’s wetter. Yeah, she do just what she […]
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Max Bell’s rap name was the Ancient Senator. Probably not. My pants stop sagging in the early-aughts. I realized I was never going to be a rapper and my mother breathed a sigh of relief. Now I write about rap music. Let’s just say her anxiety about my future is higher. I wonder how Schoolboy’s […]
Max Bell, rap game Max Fisher.  Riff Raff could’ve played for the Dallas Mavericks. But they found crack in his jacket and marijuana in his socks. He and Sway were also recently spotted pulling up at a Chinese buffet prior to rolling to Ruby Tuesdays in candy coated grim reaper Jeep for their fishing trip. It’s […]
Max Bell wrote this on a self-destructing memo. RZA is Sergio Leone. And the son of Big Baby Jesus, Boy Jones, has been cast as the man with no name. There is a blue sky with eyes that see ‘the pussiness in all the tender loving business guys’ in the rap game set against red […]
Max Bell is a bully on the blog. Everyone’s favorite comedian, Steven Wright, once sang, “Wind chimes are for stupid people so they’ll know that there’s a breeze.” A young Self Jupiter a.k.a. “Mr. Sandman” broke his parent’s wind chimes as he tore the silver lining out of the coloring book he used to practice […]
Max Bell does not go to sleep with pictures of a Porsche on his wall. My walls still have Michael Jordan posters all over them. John Stockton and Magic Johnson  too. Yes, I wanted to play in the NBA. No, it didn’t happen. But Danny Brown has better dreams. He goes to sleep with porn stars […]
Max Bell is autonomous enough to see a movie on a school night — like that. Ill Poetic is a farmer. But not like that crazy Spanish rap trio everyone is loco about. The Cincinnati native let’s his tracks graze like a pasture full of cows. In other words, he isn’t interested in giving you […]
The World Star Weekly July 30, 2012
Goths dancing to Lil B. The apocalypse is upon us. It’s painfully hilarious. http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/video.php?v=wshh3iWi1W2Y2vfF4995 Shawnna and Chella H are very late. But fuck it…Chi City Bitch. http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/video.php?v=wshh16V8kJq3t0HjAztB Tone Loc could never have predicted this. http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/video.php?v=wshhSRoGa1jTL0BlI8t5 D-Will is thinking about opting out of his shoe contract.