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The first step to overcoming an addiction is admitting that you have one. In order to rid oneself of addiction, one must declare it. My name is Fire Burgess and I am a diehard fan of misogynistic rap music.
Forcing an apology out of Ross does not address the pandemic of misogyny. This message of party culture and women as sexual objects is constantly perpetuated by the music business.
Rick Ross has the right to be an idiot and express himself as such in his music. Conversely, we also have the right to not allow it in our homes, or in our lives.
I went to the Whitney Museum of Art to partake in one of their latest offerings, Blues For Smoke, a saucy gumbo of Walker, Hammons, Whitten, O'Grady, among many others. The exhibition serves a mostly-brown stew, bubbling over with work tucked into nearly every corner.
Though there is no direct evidence of correlation to Steubenville, Rick Ross' lyric insinuates a drugging of a woman in a fashion where it can lead the listener to believe the reference is to that of date rape.
A sold out Gibson Amphitheater played host to the hottest end-of-year hip hop concerts in the country last Friday.
As the name "Rick Ross" and life was mimicked in hip-hop, out of hubris the grandeur forgot to be responsible to the weight in the belief that the space occupied by entertainment would serve as a buffer from the repercussions.
This week, I turn 28-years-old, which means it's time to reevaluate life and consider how everything's going to change in my maturity.
This weekend the news that came out of the BET award show about the altercation between the rapper using my name "Rick Ross" and "Young Jeezy" can only be described as disappointing. These are not fighters, they are entertainers, as much as they build their image on criminality - it is still an image.
Although much of what he raps about seems to be a fabricated, fanciful lifestyle, it's clear that Ross has raw, undeniable talent; and enough confidence to show us how "bawse" he is, or claims to be.
In the case of DJ Khaled, I've often wondered whether he may have been born with ten or so exclamation points after his name. His latest venture and sixth studio album, Kiss the Ring, probably strengthens my theory.
This album is virtually a remake of Bruce Springsteen's 1975 classic Born to Run. Don't believe us? Read on for five indisputable pieces of evidence.
Over the past few years, the tight-knit group of artists, namely Rick Ross, Meek Mill, Wale, and Stalley, have transformed the rap landscape with their constant supply of Ciroc and Luger beats. In "Power Circle," the group calls upon the Knights of the Round Table as a guiding motto
Quality rap music is few and far between these days but a union of this magnitude has endless possibilities. After getting a sample of the greatness on "Mercy" the whole word is patiently waiting for more of the classic material. From the looks of it Its gonna be a G.O.O.D. summer!
If you like reading and the Internet and weekends, then wow, do we have a treat in store for you. Every Friday afternoon we'll regularly post a roundup of interesting news items for your weekend reading material. Here's the first.
In between Big Boi's "Sir Luscious Leftfoot" and Kanye West's "Dark Twisted Fantasy," hip-hop's album-of-the-year discussion focused on a rotund rapper whose lyrics detailed the cocaine trade.
