A history lesson for the kids who only know Xzibit as the premier ride pimper. Back before he met Doc Dre, X to the Z was one of the rawest West Coast rappers of all-time.  He recorded for once loss-less Loud, mocked his peers’ “pussy pop,” and repped the Likwit crew (King Tee, Defari, and […]
Draked [drayk – ed] verb The act of turning an ostensibly joyous situation into one that is introspective and sad. Characterized by noirish ambiance, vocals that combine singing and rapping, and an adoration for being swaddled in antique angora sweaters. “Swimming Pools (Drank)” has been Draked. Of course, there’s a fine line between drank and […]
Often regarded as a lowly janitorial duty, the art of mopping floors is the first step on a young Prince’s journey to becoming King. Like a Zen monk learning to sweep to become enlightened, a young Dr. Dre parlayed his mop money into his first stethoscope and several of his first sequined suits. Young. A […]
Deen wishes Usher would sing about his Cavaliers stake more often. “3 Kings” is underwhelming as all the fucks in the world. I’m sorry. It’s beginning to feel as if I’m intentionally being douchey in regards to all things Rick Rawse, but I swear that isn’t the case. He’s just not bringing it. I ain’t […]
By Deen