Saturday, April 07, 2007

Damn, David Stern!


The second in a three-part study on the ever-difficult life of an athlete/rapper.

Honestly, this dude is fucking out of his mind. I don't know how much stuff to believe on Wikipedia, but I mean, come one. Coming to practice in a bathrobe? Saying "I told [Bonzi Wells] if he leaves, then I'm going to kill him. Unless he wants to die [he's going to stay with the Kings]"?
That's cool.
I guess.

Now, to the good shit.
I started listening to My World, and not unlike Shaq Diesel, the first song, I admit, impressed. Catchy beat with a decent chorus, I really started to get high hopes for the album. Selling around 300 units in the first week (for those of you who don't know, that's really, really, really, really, shit-on-my-brains-diarrhea-fart bad), I began to wonder; why all the negativity?

Then the "Tru Warier" took the mic.

Haterz

So many gems...

How was I supposed to know he was gon throw beer,
Hit me in the head and I gon run up the stairs?
Touched the wrong person, Steve Jack had my back,
O'Neal and AJ with the counter-attack.

Ok, so this I was kind of expecting. Rapping about the brawl is kinda tight; I am one of the people who felt ZERO remorse for the retards in the stands who decided it would be a good idea to throw beer and 'bows at a 6'7" psychotic basketball player. If you're at a bar, in the street, whatever, and you do the same thing...you best get out the ice and call the meat wagon.

But Tru Warier continues...

Didn't plan none of this, but condemned for all,
They did the same to Jesus
So why I be treated different?

OK, for starters; did he just rhyme "Jesus" and "Different"? Cool. And secondly; did he just compare himself to fucking Jesus? Holy fuck. Honestly, I...no comment.

Some other heavy shit:

David Stern? Damn, David Stern!
I gotta teach you 'bout the ghetto there's some things you should learn.

I admit I used to smoke right before games.

Big ups, Mr. Artest. Big, big ups.

Basically, after that, it sucks. No good beats, from what I could gather, no good lines, nothing. There is a skit where he pretends to be some sort of facilitator at the UN, which if you think about it, is a really fucking funny idea. But the skit itself, like every other skit ever made, is shit.

I Like My Song


Chorus:
I don't care if you don't like my song,
I don't care if you don't like my song,
I like my song.
I like my song.
I like my song.
I like my song.

Yes. OK...man. Agree to disagree.

Hush

Elton Brand raps on this one. Ya.

I mean, like, honestly. Download this shit if you want, but that's why I used Z-Share because of the preview option. You should though, because how many people can claim they have Ron "True Warier" Artest on their iPod? By my calculations, maybe like, 500 by now. That's a pretty small number.


Now, it's Spring Break, on MTV!
Be safe. Church.

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