Let’s face it: Daz is no stranger to adversity.  From his very public business and verbal beefs with the East Coast, Dr. Dre, Death Row, and even his very own DPGC brother from another, Kurupt, it’s obvious that Daz don’t run from shit.      For the last few years Daz has maintained some sort [cont.]

    The music business is not for the weak and the tempted—Rasco can vouch for this.  After releasing his critically acclaimed solo debut, Time Waits For No Man, in 1998, Rasco found himself quickly moving up the Indy food chain.  Since, Rasco has not only had to deal with a crash course in “Industry Rule [cont.]

Since the opening bars of “Stranded on Death Row”, Kurupt has had heads open.  Yet, despite this fact, Kurupt’s solo career has generated a decline in interest with each successive release. Though the West Coast’s kin of Keith Murray continues to stay visible, most of that can be attributed to all of the drama, rumors, innuendo and [cont.]

Though still without a “proper” debut, Phil Da Agony has injected himself into every nook and cranny of Cali’s underground scene.  From various freestyles, to guest appearances, to his Likwit Crew membership, Phil has managed to appear everywhere underneath the warm California sun.  Although Smokefest can be considered Phil’s freshmen solo endeavor, this self-released endeavor sure doesn’t [cont.]

After years of taking lumps in the industry and a few bad record deals later, Supernatural, like most of his battling peers (Craig G. and J.U.I.C.E.) was relegated to the ‘underground.’   Yet, rather then hang up the mic, Supernatural honed his skills and slowly began to show over time (“Buddha Blessed It”) that he did [cont.]

The current stables of emcees are quick to claim that they’re strictly in this for their own agenda—which is usually money.  Dead Prez is no different, except their agenda is to push their propaganda to teach the masses.  On their first outing, Let’s Get Free, DP managed to garner some critical acclaim, and fulfill their obligation [cont.]

Over six years after his death, Tupac Shakur still remains one of hip-hop’s most relevant artists.  Whether Pac’s work studio-rat work ethic can be attributed to trying to fulfill his contract with Suge, or because he knew his time was running out, we’ll never really know.  Whatever the case, 2Pac has another album from the vaults, [cont.]

In the indie world Game has managed to garner some respect at the same time gaining use of credible artists.  Avoiding any loss of momentum, Game did what any other label with a dope roster would do–put out a compilation album to display their artists and what guests they could conjure up. Game Tight opens up [cont.]

Detroit native Royce Da 5’9 has had his fair share of ups and downs in business aspect of the music industry.  After going through label problems like every seasoned Hip Hop artist has, Royce presents us with a revised version of his long-delayed opus Rock City; now appropriately titled Rock City V.2.0.  Though Rock City has been [cont.]

Swollen Members want you to know that this isn’t a real album. No, seriously. The crew put together an album of B-sides and unreleased songs for their fans to enjoy.   The album opens up with the very electronica sounding “Steppin’ Thru”, a song that blurs the boarders of Hip Hop. Prevail takes the opportunity to display [cont.]

 Baring the Wu-Tang Clan insignia is a double edged sword. On one hand, there’s such a core following of The Wu that those affiliated are guaranteed to have an audience. On the other, heads expect nothing but the best of those who dare to claim to be brethren of The Clan from Shaolin Land.  Sunz Of [cont.]

No one can deny that Defari has a strong foundation and love for Hip-Hop. At best he’s been a slept on member of the Likwit Crew  and guest on Dr. Dre 2001 (see “Some LA Niggaz”). At worst, he’s lacked any type of concept in his song formats (see Focused Daily). Now that he’s been off of [cont.]