I got my money and my bitches and my guns, in the club. Repping like a G. Then I spark up a blunt. But I don’t smoke. So I choke up my lungs. Then set off all the fire alarms. Damn, I’m a mug. But, I’m hella-strong never wrong baby. Black fire you liar I’m… Continue reading The misogynist rapper
The Get Down was, by its own admission, a hugely ambitious undertaking by Baz Luhrmann and his team. With a sizeable investment from Netflix (although they’re seemingly unstoppable these days, so whatever). So it meant that a lot was riding on this tale of late ‘70s New York, painted as a city in crisis –… Continue reading The Get Down: season one, part two – review
Pen to paper his words make this man a lyrical saviour. Phrases tight and concise, watch them taper into nothin’ but vapour.
Anything you can do I can do better. It’s time you learnt I’m a bona-fide trendsetter. While we’re sharing I’m gonna boast in party situations I’m the world’s best host. Hell… I’m a social butterfly. People flock to me as I dance and flutter by. No word of a lie it’s true, the fact that… Continue reading I am the one who boasts