....Whoopi!

Harlem Forever is one of those singles I meant to post about but never quite got around to mentioning on here like Fabolous's I'm Raw ("her and my dick just became b-f-f/then I threw her out like Jazzy J-e-f-f" - who needs a *new* album of rececyled Big L verses when you have Fab'?), Inkredible by Trae ft. Weezy & Ross (why'd they have to let Rawse on this?), Joell Ortiz's Project Boy (I really like Brooklyn Bullshit in a Chubb Rock sorta way, but dude doesn't have the voice or demeanour for a Return Of The Crooklyn Dodgers and so this ended up being 1 of the 2 bangers a year which Primo averages now which was totally wasted), Back 2 Tha Future (beatjacks of early 90s NY rap totally defeats the whole purpose of why I listen to southern rap) and Money In The Sky (now that's more like it) by G-Side, and HaHa (Slow Down) by Fat Joe & Jeezy (Jeezy seemingly can't come up with a single to lead off Thug Motivation 103 to save his life so who let fucking Fat Joe gaffle the certified jam which can work as a street or radio record?), so here's a post about why it's an incredibly important song :

Juelz Santana ft. Jim Jones & Tobb Cobain - Harlem Forever



This is your conclusive, irrefutable proof that the problem with Drake isn't his songs or even his pregnant pause rhyme-style but the guy himself as Juelz et Jim recast Forever's basic fuselage and, um, Aubreyisms into something kinda fly. Enough has already been written about how listening to a Canadian teen-soap actor rap like Wayne on the most boring The Carter 3 songs would be as ridiculous as Mario Lopez trying to rap like Ice Cube circa Lethal Injection (it goes without saying that Friends Forever > Forever), and how he's a superfluous R&B figure when The Dream and Trey Songz are pumping out music regularly, so I'll just add that I don't listen to rappers who even I could take in a fight, and that the Martorialist crew recently had the misfortune of catching the last 10 minutes of a Drake live show supporting Jay-Z where he concluded his performance by kneeling down on the edge of the stage to give the various chubby 15 year old white and Indian girls in his front row shower-nozzle masturbation material by declaring that they're "so sexy" and pointing them out individually for the JumboTron to let them know that he'd "take you home tonight if I could, baby". Dude is a disgrace to the artform which gave us Poison Clan :

Poison Clan - Put Shit Pass No Ho