November 13, 2013

“Call my nine Nina and my glock E-40 and the Click.” Boldy James got last month’s Hip Hop quotable whether you were aware of it or not. The obvious reference point is Big L’s “Ebonics,” but I also endorse Rafael Casal’s Bay Area slang song. In 2013, there’s Moochie, nicknaming everything. I want Boldy to take this up as a freelance thing. Everyone could use a cool nickname, word to Coco Costanza.

Alchemist continues to breathe new life into Murda Muzik. Sometimes I think geography is everything. The cold-blood Detroit slang spit by the other Juicy J would seem to indicate it. Then I realize that the Alchemist laboratory is about three blocks from the Pacific Ocean and right next to a Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf.  Beverly Hills needs to build the man at a statue in front of the old Larry Parker’s on South Beverly Drive. I think it’s become a Chin Chin. The Boldy James record is one those records so cold that it sounds like it was made by a man who uses frozen blood vials as popsicles. He sounds like he could break you off a brick of whatever exotic narcotic you need. If that’s not a selling point, I don’t know what is. Deen’s review is here. Jimmy Ness interviewed him here. The stash is where ever you find the concreature.

(Via Mass Appeal)

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