After this grown ass man sat there and bitched, moaned, and complained about Jay-Z's title at Def Jam and how Jay-Z was the reason LL's Todd Smith flopped (ridiculous), he gets no respect from me-- everything that LL says now goes in one ear and out the other. At least some legends' careers fizzle out in peace. But LL's career went out like a sucker-- crying, fussing, and all. He even tried to get the entire Def Jam rap roster to hop aboard a "f*ck Hov!" campaign after Todd Smith stalled on the charts and took a nosedive.
Remembering clearly how LL Cool J's Todd Smith got probably THE BEST treatment in the Def Jam promotion department that entire year (out of rap album releases), all I can do is shake my head and chuckle when his Exit 13 bricked even harder-- POST Jay-Z administration.
LL had nothing to say to Hov about THAT flopped album, now did he? When another fact is that Exit 13 got barely ANY promo that go-round. Not only did LL have nothing to say about his poorly done-- and poorly sold-- album. But he went and disappeared. Guilt? Embarrassment? Both?
Sounds to me like a bitch-made n*gga who lost his touch, tight 'cause a rapper who came into the game AFTER him ended up bagging the presidential title. Even though LL had been on the Def Jam roster for over 20 years. Vs. Jay-Z's 8 or 9.
SMH. So, here we have LL Cool J talking about none other than ...
With that said, if anyone doesn't agree with me, f*ck you. I never liked you, never respected your opinions, and never will. That's what I came here for. For those who have felt like I was talking to you, I probably was. For those who felt like I was lashing out in my blogs because you were getting under my skin, think again. It was only for shock value.
And if you're a jherri-curl ballerina who raps, or a fake Queens gangster who never got shot 9 times, or a fake New Yorker from Long Island who raps like the disgrace that is the South, you are my motivation to promote hate. Especially if you're a rap artist who had your bitch-made PR camps/label reps call up and complain, when you and your camps know damn well that your music sucks, you have absolutely ZERO talent, and you can't rap. You have all provided in me a chance to piss/sh*t all over hip-hop, from the East coast to the South. Start making better music, and trust, the blogosphere will become less hateful.
For the summer, I must say, Raekwon, you suck. That OB4CL2 sh*t can't and won't pop off, because it will in no way mirror the original OB4CL-- even in its most modern hip-hop art form. Your time has passed. You have never been able to stand on your own without Ghostface's assistance. And over a decade later, you never will. Yesterday I received that new song you did and I didn't bother to listen to it. Why? You answer that.
Joe Budden, you stand not as a model with your Mood Muzik mixtapes, but as the FIRST victim of the declining/descending/disappearing Def Jam era, marking a failure spiral for other hip-hop artists to come thereafter. How does it feel to be reduced to an artist only relevant when pimping his child-aged girlfriend-- who has already been turned out by half the rap industry? Not a good look son. You have way more talent than that.
I'm glad G-Unit is over forever. Curtis, apologize to Jimmy Iovine, and learn to stay in your place. You have all that money, but has it been green enough to remove that block on your musical career? The solution to your problem is so simple-- humble yourself. Some words of advice: don't release that album. After that big thing you created in the industry about making the most sales, you'll just embarrass yourself.
Eh, I can go on and on and on. But I'll stop there. The rest of these New York rap artists don't deserve a word from me. Seems random. But yes, I just wanted to get a few things off my chest this morning.