No one will ever forget the 1987 classic “Something Gonna Jump Out The Bushes!” by Nappy Brown. Dude’s fingernails are made out of magic.

Hair or Weave which appeared on myself and On&On’s mixtape VIP Love with the flip Somebody Farted. That was a big record right there.

The two smahtest dudes I know.

Not gonna lie, this Chunky A record got me through some really rough times in my life.

And of course Rev. Rhyme’s According To Rap was so damn good I had to throw it in a frame. Not on youtube. Record’s worth thousands.

It was all good just A week ago, Sunday started pretty typically in the Big Easy. Jazz cigarettes were lit in Louis Armstrong Park. Moms across the city were being treated to breakfast in bed or brunch out at their favorite cafe. Somewhere, a dude was puffing an L with The Meters or Mystikal as the soundtrack. In my head, I picture Steve Zahn’s character from Treme waking up to heaping plate of Cajun Benedict, “Shake Ya Ass” and a baseball-bat spliff.

The Original Big 7 Social Aid and Pleasure Club, a local organization that puts on “second-Line” brass parades, was prepping for a Mother’s Day throwdown—a ritual done each year. Nobody thought stray bullets would rain on the parade. A week later, it’s barely a footnote in the never-ending torrent of news.

From the NYT:

On Thursday, NOPD arrested and charged the second of two street-gang-member brothers suspected of shooting into a New Orleans parade on Mother’s Day and wounding 20 people.

Shawn Scott, 24, was arrested on Thursday, a day after cops captured his 19-year-old brother, Akein. Both have been charged with 20 counts of attempted second-degree murder, New Orleans police said.

“There is no question we believe the Scott brothers came here with a purpose, with a plan,” city Police Superintendent Ronal Serpas said at a press conference at the site of the Sunday shooting. “There are people we are sure they wanted to hurt.”

The writing on the wall here is painfully clear, written in bubble letters and underscored twice. Since the targets were fellow hustlers, and no YTs were hit with a stray, it was all too easy to sweep under the rug and keep it moving. This was the 7th Ward, not the Beignet-scented French Quarter. Motherfuckers weren’t sippin’ Chicory-laced coffee. The parade may as well have been in Hamsterdam, a place completely off the map—at least to the mainstream media.

A week after the smoke had cleared, I had to dig fairly deep in the crates to track down the article cited above. Why is this story such a blip on people’s radar?

To up the ante of ignorance, some people are attributing the shooting to a culture of violence that surrounds the second-line parades. From the Times:

When shootings like this happened in the past — and they have, sometimes deadly but almost never as brazenly — they often prompted a debate about street culture and violence, about the rolling crowds that form on such occasions and how much they may be to blame for what goes on in their orbit.

That chafes my balls. Luckily, even Mayor Landrieu has shot down those asshats, separating church from state.

Like many other folks (and especially fellow YTs who like to nerd the fuck out), I learned about the second-line, Mardi Gras Indians and parade culture via Treme. The music of The Meters also helped. “Hey Pocky Way” is about a non-confrontational parade of peace. Essentially, good vibes between rival gangs.

Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case last weekend. I just wish more people were talking about it. The 7th Ward isn’t in the 3rd World.

If me and Dj Knife had to embark on a road trip, we’d need to agree on some chunes.

Instead of switching back and forth playing Tony Touch mixtapes vs. (I won’t even pretend to have the slightest idea), we would agree  to meet in the middle, thanks to DJ Mighty Mi.

He just released “Golden Rap vs. Twerk & Trap” a mix that combines broke old bitter black men with your favorite new trippy producer from Tallahassee.

Democracy is a wonderful thing.
Check the mix and trap track list after the jump.

Golden Rap vs. Twerk & Trap Tracklist:
1. Ratchet Power (Mighty Mi Edit) – Chill Rob G vs. Brillz
2. RIP Fudge Pudge (Mighty Mi Edit) – Organized Konfusion vs. Enferno
3. Let’s Git Down (Mighty Mi Edit) – Toni Toni Tone vs. Shooter McNappin
4. Party & Slide (Mighty Mi Edit) – Biggie vs. Buzz Trillington
5. The Candyland Rhythm (Mighty Mi Edit) – Kwame vs. Candyland
6. The Most Dangerous – NWA vs. Mighty Mi & Slugworth
7. Diamond Klout – Jeru the Damaja vs. Flaxo
8. Clique (Mighty’s Trap & Twerk Mix) – Kanye West & Jay-Z
9. Follow The Gold Top (Mighty Mi Edit) – Eric B & Rakim vs. Gold Top
10. Nas Is Like Buble Rap – Nas vs. Baaur
11. Get em High For This – Chip Ivory
12. Breath Control II – Boogie Down Productions
13. Can You Work With That (B Cause’s Hydroponioc Fixx) – Dj Quick feat AMG vs. B Cause
14. A Day In The Life – Diamond D feat Brand Nubian
15. Get Free (Cousin Cole Mix) – Major Lazer
16. Gotta Get Over (Large Pro Remix) – Gang Starr
17. Nuttin’ But A G Thang (Freestyle Mix) – Dr. Dre
18. D & D All Stars (Mighty’s 1997 Bootleg) – D & D All Stars

Tim Dog is still alive????
That’s what one of the women he scammed believes, after she hired a private investigator who couldn’t find any documentation or history of his death or a funeral.

You know a bitch hates you when she hires a P.I. to make sure your bum ass is dead.

You’re welcome.

So I’m sure you’ve all heard The Paid Dues Tour will feature “appearances” by Durt Dawg and Eric Wright.

When Pac’s holla-gram stepped on stage at Coachella…it was the talk of the universe.

Ionnobowdishit.

I ain’t gonna lie…if I’m sippin Paul Masson and just puffed on some African Black Gold in the parking lot…and Eazy fucking E appears to be standing in front of me performing????

I just might lose lose my shit.

On the ova hand tho…

We all now know the secrets behind how they create this shit. They get a look alike actor with the same body type to perform the scenes, and do some CGI George Lucas type shit…and press record….At least I thought I had an understanding of what they did.

In any event, if I know that instead of ODB on stage, I’m actually watching Larry Jefferson from Apt. 5E in Trenton, New Jersey…I just might lose my shit.

At this point, is it a cheap technological magic trick that disrespects rap legends, or is it a genius way to tie in technology and music to give true fans a moment of hapiness?

Youth is wasted on the young.

Jay Harris was one of the best high school football players in the country last year. So good, he was offered a full scholarship to play for Michigan State University.

Big time Division 1 football at a major college. Talk about pussy up to your ears…this kid could have received a free degree, free room and board, and five free sloppy blowjobs every cot damn day.

So what does this moron decide to do?

He announces to his coach and the school that he wants to concentrate on his RAP CAREER.

Scholarship gone. NFL gone. Coke, money, bitches, and Lambo…gone.

This is the most egregious shit I’ve ever heard of. His parents should be put in jail for not beating him to death.

Here’s what he said to the Philadelphia Inquirer:

“I’ve always had this in the back of my head, but never had the courage to tell my parents that this is what I want to do.”

MORON!

His rap name is Jay Datbull.

Here is his latest music video.

Holy. Fuck.