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Thursday, January 10, 2008

Only Built 4 'Cube & Linx…

Thank You (Falettinme Be Mice Efil4zaggin)
It’s a shame that a slew of straight-to-DVD monstrosities have tarnished Ice Cube’s legacy. At the height of his popularity, he was something akin to hip-hop’s Huey P. Newton, Malcolm, and Farrakhan all rolled into one. But following the world-class lyrical ass whooping he received from a dude that would shortly become known for donning some of the gayest gear this side of "Men on Film," the Don Mega 'Cube’s career, as far as rap was concerned, became as inessential as cursive. Next up: poop jokes and cinematic jig-dancing with the kind of openly black also-rans that star in those hilariously named Broadway plays—e.g., “Calvin, When Are You Gonna Come Back and Talk to the Kids?”—along with luminaries like Tiny “Zeus” Lester and Cuba Gooding Sr. (What’s next? You’re gonna tell me that former Black Panther Party leader Bobby Seale is slangin’ barbeque sauce? The Revolution, apparently, will be tenderized!)

Imagine my surprise, considering 'Cube’s pathetic fall from grace, at discovering his brand new single, the incendiary "Gangsta Rap Made Me Do It," totally doesn’t suck. Lethal Injection flow with the diggity-era afro jump-off. Sweet.

Politics as usual:

Gotcha, bitch


Gotcha too, bitch


Yeah bitch, I'm 'bout to get your ass too


What a coincidence—even we got that bitch!


Stop gettin' me!

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