Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Aspiring Rappers That Try To Sell Me Shit

I'm not hating Aspiring Rappers That Try to Sell Me Shit, but why don't you aspire to leave me alone. I know you have some new "hot tracks" that you put together. I also know that you are "taking it to the streets." But get the fuck off of my streets. Look, make your music and continue to do "big things" with your "crew" but I seriously don't want to hear that shit. No one does.



What makes you think it is a good idea? What about me makes you think I want to buy your shitty CD? Let me rephrase that: what makes you think I want to buy your CD while I am walking down the street? Did I leave my house in order to be approached by some dude who is selling me some of the self-proclaimed "illest lyrics" in the city? Am I wearing a shirt that says, "Please, someone walk up to me and sell me some of the shittiest, lowest-quality, and worst-produced music ever?" If I was, I would understand why you might think it was smart to walk up and ask for $5 for the coaster you are selling. Those shirts don't exist, but if you were smart you would go get some made and sell those instead of your CD entitled "The Truth" or "The Realest." The Realest shit ever is that you are hating on all of us who don't give a shit about you.



You are hating to even think that a person would waste their time and $5 to hate on their own ears by listening to that garbage. I would rather spend my 5 dollars on nothing. In fact, I would rather you punch me in my stomach and take $5 from me than for me to buy your CD and have to walk around with that piece of shit. I could take that 5 dollars, buy a Milli Vanilli cassette tape, set it on fire, put some mustard on it, eat it, shit it back out, wrap it in a dirty diaper, put it in a bag made out of shit, then write in shit on the bag "A pile of Milli Vanilli Shit on sale for $5," and I would still be selling a less shitty product than you are. You would think that is hating, but "The Truth" is I'd be doing you a favor by helping you to realize that it's time to get a desk job. Maybe your next album can be called "The Illest Receptionist" or "The Realest Real-Estate Agent."

I'm not hating on aspiring rappers that try to sell me shit, I'm just saying.
NHJJ

2 comments:

Chubbs said...
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Bryson said...

I've never heard the argument that black people in Harlem are scary because they insist on YOU taking things from THEM. Very interesting argument, chubbs.

Also, we wouldn't "HATE" living in Harlem, as you suggest. Because we don't "HATE" anything. That's covered on the first day in NHJS 101. duh.

Oh, and you're right about taking it too seriously - for a second, I thought your comment was going to tell me it had cancer. It was that serious.

Not hating, just saying.