You Can’t Kill Ray Lewis
POSTED BY: el caballero - January 26th, 2012 - VideoRay Lewis delivers his post-game speech following the Ravens heartbreaking loss to the Pats last Sunday.
This is the kind of thing Jesus watches to get inspired.
Ray Lewis delivers his post-game speech following the Ravens heartbreaking loss to the Pats last Sunday.
This is the kind of thing Jesus watches to get inspired.
I’ve always wanted to write a New York Post headline. There we go. THAT’s 7 B’z.. I can cram more in there too if I wanted. Fuck you Faraone.


Birdman’s been known to drop vast sums of money on bets, and for this year’s Super Bowl, it looks like the Cash Money rapper is reaching deep into his bank account. MTV reports that Baby is betting $5 million on the New England Patriots to win Super Bowl XLVI.
The Cash Money impresario and former Big Tymer Tweeted yesterday that he’s putting $5 million on the line that the New England Patriots will defeat the New York Giants this February 5. He explained that he’s putting his faith in the AFC Champs because his nephew is running back BenJarvus Green-Ellis.
Don’t care if this is from 2007.. Best song ever.
Waiting for the shitty local Boston rapper Patriots song to surface.
Fuck the Pats.
my boy Edo’s still doin it……real nice on the mic (not so much w/ returning calls)
i’ll tell ya i don’t know much about these G Dot & Born fellas but i’m feeling this…..take a listen guys

I mean.. can you fucking imagine if some dude from Pitchfork or Rolling Stone sat down with Necro and just asked him these questions? It would be the greatest shit ever. Shout out to all the retard Necro fans for really getting the casual listener inside the mind of Ron Braunstein.







New from Gangrene [Alchemist + Oh No]. This is pretty awesome. From the album of the same name, which you can check out a full stream for right here.

Hot n’ fresh off the interweb, a new track from Black EL x Durkin
“Che’s Parlay” is the world’s first introduction to Black EL’s alter-ego, EL EL Cool Che. Occasionally one of Durkin’s beats brings him out of hiding, and we have no choice but to let Che into the booth to talk some shit.

One of the JTTS long standing commenters (is that a word?), Thor just went in on the TSA. This needs it’s own blog poast:
TSA is the biggest well funded joke of the government. I was an electrical inspector at Miami International, and they used to make us go through security, put all our knives, screwdrivers, sharp weapons/tools on the xray machine, only to give them back once we entered the terminal. You could even bypass all the checkpoints if you checked in first thing in the morning, then go back to the office and bring the guns/drugs/bombs into the terminal by using the key card elevators. The one thing that working there taught me was to invest in solid luggage, because they don’t give a fuck, never travel with a dog that you have to kennel and put in the cargo hold, and airport security is a fucking joke. I jeep a knife blade in my wallet between a couple credit cards, and I’ve never been stopped going through airport security in the 15+ times I’ve flown since putting it in there. If they put tasers in every seat like how they used to have phones on planes, and the captain could unlock them if there was a threat on the flight, air travel would be relaxed and enjoyable like it was back in the day

Happy 30th Birthday to Statik Selektah.
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DOWNLOAD: Action Bronson x Statik Selektah – Strictly Business Pts 1 & 2 via Hulkshare
Editor’s Note: ON&ON is on that Don Q. He’s been e-mailing more today than ever before in his life. I find this inspiring. – el caballero
In an effort to dig deeper beyond Sleezy Trees #FreeRandPaul simplistic political rantings, let’s get to the nucleus of this political grustle. Here’s just one story in this effort to elect the HNIC of these here Amerikkkas.
I give you Sheldon Addelson, a fellow Joo born and bred in the streets of Dorchester, Ma. Home of Eblens sneaker spot, CV Liquors, and where my baby mamma rest her foul head.


Fresh Produce Welcomes J Live This Saturday
2011 was one of the best year’s Fresh Produce has ever seen! And we plan on keeping the party going strong!!!
January 28 2012 marks the first Fresh Produce of the year and the first party we’ve thrown since we won Best DJ Dance Night at the Boston Music Awards this past November!!!
This will be our first chance to celebrate collectively so expect to see both our family from Jumptheturnstyle.com and Undergroundhiphop.com pouring shots down each others throat’s from our shiny glass award, which is now sitting on the top liquor shelf at Good Life
Now in it’s fifth year, Fresh Produce combines forces each month, inviting DJs and producers from across the country.
The music is a mixture of new and old hip hop, reggae and party jams, with plenty of turntablism-style scratching, beat juggling and near flawless mixing, held down by resident and founding DJs Tommee and Knife.
No dress code, no cover charge, one hell of a party that should not be missed!

A new track from Charmingly Ghetto from the recently released Susan Sarandon Mixtape by ATG.
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DOWNLOAD: Charmingly Ghetto – Maya Angelou

One of the better songs off A$AP’s Live, Love, A$AP mix tape gets a video, courtesy of our fellow trend-hoppers at VICE. Supposedly inspired by Scarface, Belly, Enter The Dragon, The Warriors and Willy Wonka & The Chocolate Factory. I dunno…all I recognized was when he was out front of the mansion holding the dog on the chain…what Master P video is that from?
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Maybe it’s from having divorced parents, but over the years I’ve realized I have an innate ability to absorb the cruelest of disappointments with little more than a bemused shrug, which usually comes at the conclusion of the sports season for my beloved teams. For my baseball (Orioles) and basketball (Knicks) clubs, that usually comes mercifully early; about a month or two into the season, either one of those two are either burning off the last fumes of optimism carried over from the pre-season, or already stumbling around in a drunken haze hoping that they can crawl into a hole and just go away until the hurt is over. Being a fan of those two teams requires unique characteristics, the main one being a high tolerance for pain and trash talk, and a bizarre kind of bargaining with one’s self to accept that every victory is an overachievement and every loss just maintains the status quo. Trust me kids, it’s no way to go through life, but I can’t change it now.
But until around 6:30 PM yesterday afternoon, my football team was supposed to make all that go away.