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COUSIN CULO & PHI UNIT ARE…SO EMOTIONAL. ANOTHER FREE ASS EP   Leave a comment

Have you fuckers seen the movie Drive yet? It’s fucking good. The Dirty Frenchman wishes that his life could aesthetically look like the movie. If his life was actually like the movie he would be shitting and pissing hi pants 24 hours a day because he’s a pussy and that movie is violent as fuck. So why the fuck are we talking about the movie Drive? Because this cover for the So Emotional EP by the Cousin Culo (Cousin Cole) and the Phi Unit looks like Drive style shit. Check it out:

Alright maybe it’s not a perfect match but you get it right? If you don’t get it go fuck yourselves. Anyway is this moombahton EP as violent as Drive? Is it as 80’s as drive and the fucking cover suggest? No it is not. Everyone makes it the fuck out alive. And unlike the movie Drive, people have a good time. You will probably not lode everyone you love listening to this EP. In fact, it a pretty key EP for your moombah collection. It’s got solid remixes of pop favourites that will help fuckers be able to play moombahton to people outside the group of people who are up to date on all the fucking music and are supercool and wear nerd glasses and dress like it’s 1993. This is the moombahton that will get moderate level hipsters to dance. The only weak point is that they didn’t make a fucking remix of this:

WHY DON’T YOU JUST SIT YOUR ASSES DOWN AND GRAB THIS SHIT BECAUSE IT’S FUCKING FREE AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP!

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THE DIARY OF METTA WORLD PEACE   Leave a comment

Hey Hey! How the fuck are you? Just gonna take a break from dancing with stars. My name is Ron Art-wait no, that’s wrong I’m Metta World Peace. That’s what people call me now. Here’s proof:

I’ve always been fucking believing in the world peace and all and loving the people and having a positive vibe in this hustle. I’m not a fucking athlete anymore. I’m a fucking artist. I paint portraits with words now in the genre of raping, I mean rapping. I put out a rape mixtape. I mean a rap mixtape. Fuck. Have you tried it?

(click the picture to actually download this thing)

My most happiest thing about the mixtape is that it features my two fucking idols: George Lopez & Fat Joe. One is the fucking Picasso of comedy and the other is the Shakespeare of rap. I know that it seems crazy to compare George Lopez to Shakespeare and Picasso to Fat Joe but that’s just the way I fucking see it with my artist eyes. My artest eyes. Haha. Floetry. Check out my video with my mentors:

Call a fucking museum to get this shit put in it. Anyway. People get their inspiration from a lot of places. I get mine from all the fuck over. I get inspiration even from the soundclouds. I love them. Let’s go fucking listen to that shit. LET’S DO IT AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP FUCKERS!

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FUCKING SO HUNGOVER FUCKING SOUNDCLOUDS ARE TOO LOUD BUT GOTTA POST THEM   1 comment

Hey look at this shit here fuckers! It’s motherfucking Billy the Gent of the District of Columbia spinning musics who is a gentleman and a fucking moombahscholar. Shit is real up in here. Or rather was real. This was last night at the fucking  S L O W E D party at the Crawford in Toronto where we got to meet the fucking Torro Torroses and the Dos Mundoses and the Billy the Gentses and all the other moombahfuckers in Toronto. It was like a family picnic where all the food was booze and everyone ate too much. Here are your fucking soundclouds. Leave us alone. We are sick. Our shits are terrible. CLICK AFTER THE JUMP!

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FUCKING MUSIC FOR YOUR SORRY ASSES   Leave a comment

Hello everyone. My fucking name is Eddie Griffin. You might remember me from the fact that I played in commercial cinema films a number of years back. Now my job is to smoke cigars for money. I also like to listen to the soundclouds on the world wide web. There are so many things you can find if you like to surf it. It blows my mind sometimes like a spliff. Do you have any work for me? Can I get a light for my cigar? You want to smoke a spliff? I got some papers if you have some chrons. What are you talking about saying no? I saw you had some weed earlier. You sure you need to leave? What about these tunes? AFTER THE JUMP!

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