“I ain’t got no lyrics, I’m straight blunt… I don’t have time for lyrics,” said Waka Flocka Flame in an interview on Shade 45 last week. “The nigga that everybody say lyrical, he ain’t got no show…. I be on the radio and niggas be like ‘nigga let’s freestyle right now’ and I be like [cont.]

A Carter IV leak perhaps? Actually, a leftover from Tha Carter III, pairing up monster emcees Lil Wayne and Ludacris, which ended up being deleted off the final tracklist. Perhaps it was the fact that they got two of the nicest emcees in the south together and stuck them with a murky, sleepy beat. Or [cont.]

New official mixtape heat from LUDA. Ludacris – “Conjure: A Hustler’s Spirit” Mixtape

Chris Bridges could be forgiven for coasting at this point in his career. It would be perfectly understandable if he put it on cruise control, content to cash checks from his blossoming acting career and occasionally dropping a hot 16 on someone else’s song. It’s to Ludacris’ credit, then, that he sounds as committed to [cont.]

      Are we already at the point where artists like Christina Agulera and Ludacris have so many albums in their respective catalogs, that now they are seeking a “more mature effort” with their latest releases? Luda’s Release Therapy is the man’s fifth release with Def Jam, and definitely shows growth for the still budding emcee/DTP [cont.]

     The Red Light District of Amsterdam is a modern day Sodom and Gomorra; it’s a sanctuary for lose morals, smoke shops and window shopping that completely differs from the kind men typically beg out of partaking in with their significant others.  Though Ludacris’ fourth LP celebrates the excess readily available in The Red Light [cont.]

    Heads are always skeptical of the new guy. You know the type; cats who won’t give dap to the new flavor of the month rapper because they didn’t hear about him before he blew up. And with good reason, as most of the crappy “artists” that are played on the radio are simply slickly [cont.]