<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599</id><updated>2009-11-08T02:09:22.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>StuntinonProse</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599.post-6982083341973550727</id><published>2008-02-28T15:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T15:07:23.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty Pleasures</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://stuntinonprose.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/trick.jpg" alt="trick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A SOP Special Report&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;co-wrote by: Hugh and J. Burnett&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hugh: &lt;/strong&gt;I am not a hip-hop elitist nor have I ever claimed to be, but I am guilty of looking down on certain artists/styles of music because they did not display the skill and technique encompassed in the most critically-lauded rap albums. But ironically the music that I found myself criticizing was the same stuff that I listened to growing up. 90% of the rap albums I purchased in the 90’s were executive produced by Master P. So what has happened over the last 8 years that has made me appreciate what many consider “real hip-hop” and convinced me to shun the music that I grew up on? To be honest, I really don’t know. Sure I’ve matured and the rap I’ve become fond of is more intellectually stimulating at times but is that just cause to discriminate against other artists that don’t fit that mold? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I’ve found myself listening to (and enjoying) albums from these same artists that a few months ago I would argue shouldn’t even be allowed to record and release music. Gucci Mane, Young Jeezy, Shawty Lo, Young (or is it Yung?) Dro, Boosie, Webbie, Rick Ross, etc. are artists that I feel often catch flack because they don’t lyrically measure up to some of the accomplished rappers of past and present day (Jay, Nas, B.I.G., Common, Rakim, Wu…). While this may be true, what else do these despised artists have in common? If you are familiar with them and have a U.S. map nearby, you’ll notice that they are all from states sitting below the Mason-Dixie line. &lt;strong&gt;Coincidence???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing you can’t deny is these dudes know how to make hit records. Between the catchy hooks, banging beats and hilarious ad-libs (my favorite), the entertainment value is through the roof. And at the end of the day isn’t that what music is? Does it always have to be serious? I often like to draw comparisons between music and movies. What if I was to look down on Will Ferrell or Jennifer Aniston because their films don’t show the same depth as those by DeNiro or Cate Blanchett? That’s not right. So why is it acceptable to dismiss the latest effort by Jeezy because he can’t hang with Nas lyrically? None of these artists have ever claimed to be the best in the game. They simply make music that represents who they are. Take it for what it is and you might hear something you actually like. &lt;strong&gt;What you think J. Burnett?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J. Burnett: &lt;/strong&gt;I totally agree. I too am a closet purveyor of Southern rap and not just the Cunninglynguists, Little Brother, Strange Fruit type acts but stuff like 3-6, Webbie, Trill Ent., Gucci Mane, Plies (as most of you found out), Shawty Lo, Trick Daddy, Jeezy and plenty others who many would consider to be ig’nant coons. I found myself in the last couple days pondering the same question as Hugh. Can I be a fan of true Hip Hop and still like a Jeezy, a Plies or Rick Ross and I think the answer is yeah, why not???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you haven’t ever been on MySpace or outside there’s millions of rappers. Some are great some are boo boo but you have to respect that whoever it is grinded their way into some sort of success. You don’t just luck up and get a contract. If that was the case I’d be rapping now getting all sorts of groupie love. Someone has to see something in you to invest millions of dollar into you. Despite what many believe, there’s no set formula to a hit and when someone makes more then one hit that deserves applause. And if you think there is a formula check out Jeffery Atkins’ case file and/or numbers for his recent album. &lt;strong&gt;Did it even drop???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have to think about why you’re listening. I don’t take the same ears that I listen to Jay Electronica as I do to listen to Gucci Mane. That’s just stoopid. Piggy-backing off of what Hugh said earlier, if you got two boxers who cares if one knocks cats out with a sloppy haymaker or if the other outclasses his foes with technical prowess. The end result is the W and if you’re listening to rap to be entertained it’s pretty much the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chime in at any time jabronis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397418938605158599-6982083341973550727?l=stuntinonprose.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/6982083341973550727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8397418938605158599&amp;postID=6982083341973550727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/6982083341973550727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/6982083341973550727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/2008/02/guilty-pleasures.html' title='Guilty Pleasures'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13465342519279938187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599.post-3152551649869315534</id><published>2008-02-28T15:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T15:06:44.900-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shawty lo'/><title type='text'>Shawty Lo Units in the City Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width="408" src="http://stuntinonprose.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/lo.jpg" alt="lo.jpg" height="368" style="width: 408px; height: 368px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t front, D4L’s Shawty Lo banged out a hit with “Dey Know.” The &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://stuntinonprose.com/?p=1040"&gt;Mandrill-sampled&lt;/a&gt; “Dey Know” picks up where “I’m Da Man” left off with Lo boastfully proclaiming his mayoral status in the A and in general…pretty straight-forward right? Lo’s ability to simply and charismatically phrase how he feels over trunk-slapping beats is what’s scored him a following despite the obvious lack of lyricism. Lo’s debut &lt;em&gt;Units in the City&lt;/em&gt; continues the trend with anthemic, chorus-driven trunk rattlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--adsense#google-leaderboard--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--more--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly thought I’d be buried by and bored with dope boy-isms mid-way through but Shawty Lo shows some alternative looks on &lt;em&gt;Units&lt;/em&gt;. On the reflective “Feels Good to Be Here” and the semi-autobiographical “Live My Life,” featuring Kool Ace, Lo is portrayed as thankful and socially-conscious, respectively (“why things gotta be the way they be? /I thought Abe Lincoln said we was free/from the things I’ve seen that cannot be/in the courtroom they’ll railroad me/the laws of justice are colorblind?/then why my partners got all this time?”). Then there’s the quasi-romantic “Count on Me” where making it rain takes on a different meaning if you get my drift. Slightly singing and rhyming in the drawled out whisper that’s signature to Lo, he muses about lavish shopping sprees with a lady friend. But Lo is at his best on celebratory trap-boy records like “GA Lotto” where Lo boasts of holding small faced hundreds from the early 90s and rehashes a crowd favorite with the line “the last time I checked I’m the man in these streets/they know I’m Lo/I’m C-E-O.” Similarly, “Foolish” brags about spending dope money recklessly ("$7,000 on a clean white tee") over the blaring horns provided by Drumma Boy. Disappointingly “Foolish” produces another “I’m Lo/I’m C-E-O” moment but slides by on a catchy chorus. “Dunn, Dunn” proves to be something like “I’m Da Man” part II and proves to be just as good. Crashing cymbals are the backsplash for this ode to Bankhead (a segment of inner city Atlanta) that has Lo taking slick jab to an unnamed Atlantan who also claims Westside Atlanta too. The album concludes with an anti-climactic D4L reunion on “We Gon Ride,” a response to those who thought D4L had broken up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get it twisted. &lt;em&gt;Units in the City&lt;/em&gt; is hardly lyrical exercise, but it’s damn good at what it sets out to do. The formula is simple: 808-heavy-tracks plus good hooks and dope-infused rhymes.  Said formula is virtually perfected at different points of the album ("Easily I Approach"). What can be appreciated about Lo’s approach on &lt;em&gt;Units&lt;/em&gt; is that its %100 him. It’s not diluted generic raps over the producer du jour spawned for the purpose of sales. He used mostly local and in-house producers and cooked up a good product. What sucks about the album is weak lyrical moments like “twinkle, twinkle I’m a stiz-ar/peep the iz-ice and the ki-zar.” If you’re looking for something you can get crunk to, ride to et cetera I strongly recommend &lt;em&gt;Units in the City&lt;/em&gt;. 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Jack Mixtape Evar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/w70qe8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stuntinonprose.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/mjack.jpg" alt="mjack.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/w70qe8"&gt;DJ Jaycee &lt;em&gt;Michael Jackson The Soulful Years&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tracklist below &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Intro&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Sugar Daddy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;ABC (Jaycee´s 1986 Ultrasound Mix)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;It´s great to be here&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Jaycee wants you back&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;My Girl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;I wanna be where you are&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Dancing Machine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Dance in peace Dilla (Detroit Style)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Mama´s Pearl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;The Boogie Man (Interlude)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Can you remember&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Ready or not (Here i come)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Never can say goodbye&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;If i don´t love you this way&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;I´ll be there&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;My cherie amour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;I don´t know why i love you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Born to love you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Don´t say goodbye again&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;The love you save&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Ben&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;All i do is think of you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;I am love (feat. Jermaine)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Call on me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Ain´t no Sunshine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Dear Michael&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Everybody´s somebody´s fool&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Got to be there&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Maybee tomorrow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;La la la (means i love you)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;People make the world go round&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;With a child´s heart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;What up Khrysis?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;2-4-6-8&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Ain´t nothing like the real thing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;If i have to move a mountain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397418938605158599-8038329816335796591?l=stuntinonprose.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/8038329816335796591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8397418938605158599&amp;postID=8038329816335796591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/8038329816335796591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/8038329816335796591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/2008/02/illest-m-jack-mixtape-evar.html' title='The Illest M. Jack Mixtape Evar'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13465342519279938187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599.post-2545945529674316679</id><published>2008-02-28T15:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T15:00:35.226-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://stuntinonprose.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/spongebob.jpg" alt="spongebob.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...found on Skateboard P's &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://bbcicecream.com/blog/2008/02/25/lets-have-some-fun/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397418938605158599-2545945529674316679?l=stuntinonprose.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/2545945529674316679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8397418938605158599&amp;postID=2545945529674316679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/2545945529674316679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/2545945529674316679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/2008/02/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13465342519279938187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599.post-6373060175921756154</id><published>2008-02-28T14:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T14:59:43.880-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i know'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jay-z'/><title type='text'>Jay-Z I Know Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.mtv.com/player/embed/wp/" width="400" height="330" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" FlashVars="CONFIG_URL=http://www.mtv.com/player/embed/wp/configuration.jhtml%3fvid%3D212384&amp;allowFullScreen=true" allowFullScreen="true" AllowScriptAccess="never" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397418938605158599-6373060175921756154?l=stuntinonprose.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/6373060175921756154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8397418938605158599&amp;postID=6373060175921756154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/6373060175921756154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/6373060175921756154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/2008/02/jay-z-i-know-video.html' title='Jay-Z I Know Video'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13465342519279938187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599.post-2122902430106206738</id><published>2008-02-28T14:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T14:58:53.602-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downloads'/><title type='text'>World Meet the Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width="553" src="http://stuntinonprose.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/thecamp_pressphoto.jpg" alt="thecamp_pressphoto.jpg" height="353" style="width: 553px; height: 353px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found out about Bean Town collective, &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://myspace.com/itsthecamp"&gt;The Camp&lt;/a&gt; (Dese, Grime the MC, Excetera, DJ Hevan). I got an email with their new track "&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/nz895p"&gt;Little Story&lt;/a&gt;" featuring Slaine attached. To this point I hadn't heard any of their shit so I approached it open-minded and my thoughts were: it's raunchy, kinda funny (dark humor though) and the story-telling was crisp. But it's a track about catchin' the clap so yea that was kind of &lt;strike&gt;weird&lt;/strike&gt; different...But I checked out more of their work and it sounded damn good; definitely worth checkin' out. I must admit I turned a blind eye to the Bean Town after Benzino's tomfoolery but how could I forget this is the same place that brought the likes of bald head slick. Silly me. Anywho, here's a few tracks including "&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/nz895p"&gt;Little Story&lt;/a&gt;." Let me know what y'all think. Their album, &lt;em&gt;The Campaign&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;drops April 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For audio and downloads click &lt;a href="http://stuntinonprose.com/?p=1033"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397418938605158599-2122902430106206738?l=stuntinonprose.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/2122902430106206738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8397418938605158599&amp;postID=2122902430106206738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/2122902430106206738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/2122902430106206738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/2008/02/world-meet-camp.html' title='World Meet the Camp'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13465342519279938187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599.post-8079371241200417586</id><published>2008-02-28T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T14:57:30.688-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beyonce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etta james'/><title type='text'>What the Hell???</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://stuntinonprose.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/etatjames.jpg" alt="etatjames.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.sohh.com/articles/article.php/13847"&gt;Beyonce as Etta James&lt;/a&gt;...I really hope this is prevaricated. Lord, please don't allow this to happen. This can't be real. As if Puff Daddy taking up a role that was perfected by Sidney Poitier wasn't enough. Someone has to stop this from happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397418938605158599-8079371241200417586?l=stuntinonprose.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/8079371241200417586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8397418938605158599&amp;postID=8079371241200417586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/8079371241200417586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/8079371241200417586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-hell.html' title='What the Hell???'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13465342519279938187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599.post-4629463408675457058</id><published>2008-02-28T14:54:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T14:56:28.894-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Wire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Omar'/><title type='text'>Farewell Omar</title><content type='html'>We'll never understand how you lost your limp in your dying moments &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kanye west'/><title type='text'>Estelle American Boy ft. Kanye West</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZjhYRVGuLn0&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZjhYRVGuLn0&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397418938605158599-6846806577628993820?l=stuntinonprose.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/6846806577628993820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8397418938605158599&amp;postID=6846806577628993820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/6846806577628993820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/6846806577628993820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/2008/02/estelle-american-boy-ft-kanye-west.html' title='Estelle American Boy ft. Kanye West'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13465342519279938187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599.post-2256619896729732746</id><published>2008-02-28T14:51:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T14:53:36.765-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot dollar'/><title type='text'>Hip Hop, We're Really Going to Run With This Electronic Thing Eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://stuntinonprose.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/hotdollar.jpg" alt="hotdollar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=73440766"&gt;Hot Dollar&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=_DlHCngvyNs"&gt;Streets on Lock&lt;/a&gt; fame and brother of Guerrila Black. Random. I was researchin' Toomp actually which led me to Wiki and Jeezy's first album, &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Let%27s_Get_It:_Thug_Motivation_101"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thug Motivation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;For some reason I mixed up Toomp and Shawty Redd in a convo I was having. But out of curiosity I clicked on Shawty Redd's page to see what else he had done which lead me to Hot Dollar who made &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=_DlHCngvyNs"&gt;Streets on Lock&lt;/a&gt;, a track I dug. So...that left me wondering "hmmm what's been up with Hot Dollar lately?" and I found the two tracks below, "&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/9992ap"&gt;upside down&lt;/a&gt;" and "&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/48mpfi"&gt;get naked&lt;/a&gt;"...Cats are really going in with Auto Tune and the vocoder. Is Hip Hop really going to go all electronica and shit??? Let me know what yall think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the audio &lt;a href="http://stuntinonprose.com/?p=1027"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397418938605158599-2256619896729732746?l=stuntinonprose.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/2256619896729732746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8397418938605158599&amp;postID=2256619896729732746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/2256619896729732746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/2256619896729732746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/2008/02/hip-hop-were-really-going-to-run-with.html' title='Hip Hop, We&apos;re Really Going to Run With This Electronic Thing Eh?'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13465342519279938187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599.post-8215401257635057835</id><published>2008-02-28T14:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T14:51:22.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corporate Politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://stuntinonprose.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/themack.jpg" alt="themack.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="imBlock"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;span class="userImName"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some of the most random convos at work. If you've ever found yourself wondering "hmm, I wonder what J. Burnett thinks about when he's not blogging" then here's a dandy sampling...Check it out after the jump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--more--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: this real life thing is something else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: who are u telling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: it's a constant grind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: not the cool grindin like the clipse or tony hawk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: it's more like rubbin ur scrotes against a grater daily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: there has to be an alternative to this scrapping for pennies lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: I need to surround myself with wealthy people so I can learn the secrets of the trade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: slinging big birds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: drug dealers are lazy man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: thats why they need hard workers like us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: sell dope for videogames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: no one would ever expect it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: we'd just be at the crib playing xbox 720s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: no one would be the wiser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: the perfect life would be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: an xbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: a projector or HD TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: a crib&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: on the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: with a fully stocked bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: and strippers in the crib&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: dancing on poles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: cleaning up my garbage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: there has to be a way to have strippers at your house 24/7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: I can see it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: be a pimp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: or live at body tap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: or be a rapper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: hmmm...i could see one of those moves workn out for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: living at body tap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: nah being a pimp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: you gotta have a strong pimp hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: yea i dont have that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: chicks just respect and admire me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: not hoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: they're not scared of me though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: you gotta break a hoe in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: like a pair of church shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: that's a great line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: its true man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: thats too much work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: but you can break a hoe w/one good slap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: and some church shoes slip right on too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: and others aren't ever comfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: its varies man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: tis true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: all this analogical pimp talk has my brain going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: i'm tryin to figure out how i can turn this into a blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: what image would best summarize this convo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: Got any pictures of strippers cleaning up garbage???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: if not, I'd say use the cover of The Mack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay5735: that's what i was thinkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpaceBarz: Cool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397418938605158599-8215401257635057835?l=stuntinonprose.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/8215401257635057835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8397418938605158599&amp;postID=8215401257635057835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/8215401257635057835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/8215401257635057835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/2008/02/corporate-politics.html' title='Corporate Politics'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13465342519279938187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599.post-1405249327986322397</id><published>2008-02-25T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T11:37:18.119-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cadence'/><title type='text'>The Most Intelligent Rapper: Cadence Weapon</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width="577" src="http://stuntinonprose.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/cadence.jpg" alt="cadence.jpg" height="416" style="width: 577px; height: 416px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOP Special Report &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Words by Hugh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While reading the Jan/Feb issue of my favorite magazine, &lt;em&gt;URB&lt;/em&gt;, I came across a page and a half section of record reviews. Being the sucker for album critiques that I am, I immediately ran my fingers over the artist names and album titles to see if there was anything I had already heard. After scanning the first page, not only had I not heard any of these albums, I hadn’t even HEARD OF them. Finally my eyes met a familiar title in that of &lt;em&gt;The Cool&lt;/em&gt; by one Walasu Muhammad Jaco, more popularly known as Lupe Fiasco. After reading the subheading for the review: “Self-Indulging Record” and seeing the shocking 2.5/5.0 rating that the album was given, I began to question &lt;em&gt;URB’s&lt;/em&gt; music reviewing credibility (word to &lt;em&gt;The Source&lt;/em&gt;). But after reading the review, it made some valid points that I couldn’t be mad at. But that’s a completely different discussion as I digress…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reason for mentioning Lupe was the irony of the subtitle of the review that filled the column to the left of &lt;em&gt;The Cool’s&lt;/em&gt; critique. “The Most Intelligent Rapper” was the line used to describe Canadian rapper Rollie Pemberton, who goes by the stage alias Cadence Weapon. My first thought was “Wow! What a dope name,” and then to call this guy the most intelligent rapper on the same page with Lupe Fiasco? That’s saying a lot. So after reading the brief, but positive review (3.5/5.0) about his sophomore album, &lt;em&gt;Afterparty Babies&lt;/em&gt;, I scurried to the internet to do my research. After getting my hands on an advance copy of his new album (which drops officially next month), I was completely confused with what I was hearing. I was expecting something along the lines of Lupe or Nas and what I got was well...Cadence Weapon. When you listen to this guy you have to go into it with no expectations or preconceptions (if that’s possible) because his material is completely left-field. First off, Cadence’s delivery is hella unorthodox. This is no secret to him, as he raps on the opening track of his album: “…with an off-beat delivery and an awkward obscenity…” And if you can get past that Cadence will raise the other eyebrow with his unique production (he does his own beats). The sounds found on his album are a melting pot of genres that cover hip-hop, rock, pop and even techno. I must admit after the first time through, I was ready to write this guy off, but his humorous, clever lyrics were what drew me back for a second listen. Cadence spits several slick lines throughout the disc like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And to the jerk that said words don’t hurt, talk to me for a change/ I’ll treat you like Pac in a range”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“…I heard homegirl does the head bobble/for any John in the district, city or county/I sop up the goods like Bounty/like I, heard she got on his head like a bounty…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadence keeps you laughing and listening with his clever and cynical lyricism. He actually reminds me a little of a guy J. Burnett mentioned recently, &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://stuntinonprose.com/?p=951"&gt;Danny Swain&lt;/a&gt;. If you’re open to something different from the norm, check out Cadence Weapon and let us know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://stuntinonprose.com/?p=1023"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the audio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397418938605158599-1405249327986322397?l=stuntinonprose.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/1405249327986322397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8397418938605158599&amp;postID=1405249327986322397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/1405249327986322397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/1405249327986322397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/2008/02/most-intelligent-rapper-cadence-weapon.html' title='The Most Intelligent Rapper: Cadence Weapon'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13465342519279938187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599.post-5904220991716336216</id><published>2008-02-25T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T08:28:20.635-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Writing Letters to Riker's Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://itsthereal.com"&gt;ItsTheReal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2jEKHwQeAbg&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2jEKHwQeAbg&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397418938605158599-5904220991716336216?l=stuntinonprose.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/5904220991716336216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8397418938605158599&amp;postID=5904220991716336216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/5904220991716336216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/5904220991716336216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/2008/02/writing-letters-to-rikers-island.html' title='Writing Letters to Riker&apos;s Island'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13465342519279938187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599.post-2121923641175648044</id><published>2008-02-25T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T08:26:31.899-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dg yola'/><title type='text'>Gone But Not Forgetten</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://stuntinonprose.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/dgyola2.jpg" alt="dgyola2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the height of Yola's popularity, success, etc. homie got &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.thefader.com/articles/2007/03/25/yola-shot-but-still-great"&gt;shot in the face&lt;/a&gt;. It wasn't none of that Uncle Murda ish. These slugs almost sent Yola home but he &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=S0BIwmacCW8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;recovered&lt;/a&gt;. I'm looking forward to hearing more from DG Yola. I really dug that track, &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=ipvkHY9VXOM"&gt;Ain't Gonna Let Up&lt;/a&gt;. And the streets are still itchin' for that &lt;em&gt;Gutta World&lt;/em&gt; my boy.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Anyways, here's a few tracks I scooped from &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://myspace.com/yoladagreat"&gt;Yola's MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS If you're Yola's publicist and you're reading this holla at me, thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the audio, click &lt;a href="http://stuntinonprose.com/?p=1020"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397418938605158599-2121923641175648044?l=stuntinonprose.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/2121923641175648044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8397418938605158599&amp;postID=2121923641175648044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/2121923641175648044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/2121923641175648044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/2008/02/gone-but-not-forgetten.html' title='Gone But Not Forgetten'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13465342519279938187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599.post-4740676172808321884</id><published>2008-02-25T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T08:24:52.014-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shawty lo'/><title type='text'>Emo Lo</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://stuntinonprose.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/lo1.jpg" alt="lo1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want about D4L's Shawty Lo but the below track, "Live My Life," is kinda live. I mean it's a waaaay different look than "Dey Know" and "Dunn Dunn" which are both pretty awesome in their own right. Regardless, I dig this track and for the record/nonbelievers/haters and others who wonder I've heard &lt;em&gt;Units in the City&lt;/em&gt; and it's pretty damn good.  Fabo you've been dethrowned as solo artist most likely to succeed out of the Down 4 Life camp. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what yall think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the audio, click &lt;a href="http://stuntinonprose.com/?p=1016"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397418938605158599-4740676172808321884?l=stuntinonprose.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/4740676172808321884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8397418938605158599&amp;postID=4740676172808321884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/4740676172808321884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/4740676172808321884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/2008/02/emo-lo.html' title='Emo Lo'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13465342519279938187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599.post-8353188002727833738</id><published>2008-02-25T08:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T08:23:05.628-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downloads'/><title type='text'>Mash Ups On Me</title><content type='html'>I didn't check these out their first time around. I figured I'd check em' out. You may have em'. You may not   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="374" src="http://stuntinonprose.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/blueeyesmeetbedstuy1.jpg" alt="blueeyesmeetbedstuy1.jpg" height="390" style="width: 374px; height: 390px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For download link, click &lt;a href="http://stuntinonprose.com/?p=1011"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stuntinonprose.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/bobbdeep1.jpg" alt="bobbdeep1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For download link, click &lt;a href="http://stuntinonprose.com/?p=1011"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397418938605158599-8353188002727833738?l=stuntinonprose.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/8353188002727833738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8397418938605158599&amp;postID=8353188002727833738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/8353188002727833738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/8353188002727833738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/2008/02/mash-ups-on-me.html' title='Mash Ups On Me'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13465342519279938187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599.post-4373341450497355077</id><published>2008-02-25T08:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T08:19:53.002-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plies'/><title type='text'>Plies Bust It Baby Casting Call</title><content type='html'>Can we be set back any further???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/7nvEGibjnPTalQgJ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/7nvEGibjnPTalQgJ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397418938605158599-4373341450497355077?l=stuntinonprose.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/4373341450497355077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8397418938605158599&amp;postID=4373341450497355077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/4373341450497355077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/4373341450497355077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/2008/02/plies-bust-it-baby-casting-call.html' title='Plies Bust It Baby Casting Call'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13465342519279938187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599.post-4892541098693788365</id><published>2008-02-25T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T08:19:07.188-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boon doc'/><title type='text'>Shit's Kinda Crazy</title><content type='html'>His name is Boon Doc and he’s from Denver, CO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P6OLnpMT0W0&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P6OLnpMT0W0&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out more on his &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/booniemayfieldmusic"&gt;MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397418938605158599-4892541098693788365?l=stuntinonprose.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/4892541098693788365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8397418938605158599&amp;postID=4892541098693788365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/4892541098693788365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/4892541098693788365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/2008/02/shits-kinda-crazy.html' title='Shit&apos;s Kinda Crazy'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13465342519279938187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599.post-6229457588822526929</id><published>2008-02-25T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T08:16:51.519-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mickey factz'/><title type='text'>Mickey Factz Up High</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://stuntinonprose.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/mickeyfactz.jpg" alt="mickeyfactz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mickey &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://itzmickey.com"&gt;Factz&lt;/a&gt; is leaking one brand spankin' new song per week and this is week 8. Catch up already. Let me know what yall think of Factz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the audio, click &lt;a href="http://stuntinonprose.com/?p=1005"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397418938605158599-6229457588822526929?l=stuntinonprose.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/6229457588822526929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8397418938605158599&amp;postID=6229457588822526929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/6229457588822526929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/6229457588822526929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/2008/02/mickey-factz-up-high.html' title='Mickey Factz Up High'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13465342519279938187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397418938605158599.post-4716182098183160732</id><published>2008-02-22T09:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T09:28:58.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read Closely</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://stuntinonprose.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/yoyo.jpg" alt="yoyo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone see what I see? Only a select few will be able to appreciate this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I got 5 on my feet/40 on my neck/20 on my wrist/10 on my pinky...that's the right pinky/but the left pinky get me freaky, freaky girls like &lt;em&gt;Pinky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the audio hit up &lt;a href="http://stuntinonprose.com/?p=1003"&gt;StuntinOnProseDotCom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397418938605158599-4716182098183160732?l=stuntinonprose.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/feeds/4716182098183160732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8397418938605158599&amp;postID=4716182098183160732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/4716182098183160732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397418938605158599/posts/default/4716182098183160732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuntinonprose.blogspot.com/2008/02/read-closely.html' title='Read Closely'/><author><name>Mr. B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07064693926605528065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13465342519279938187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>