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Fucking Producers

I been going through a lot of beats lately, and I want to kill some of these producers. If you are a producer, and you want MC’s to spit over your tracks, LISTEN UP:

RULE NUMBER ONE: FUCK YOUR INTRO
Don’t make the intro 30 seconds long. NO ONE WILL LISTEN TO THAT SHIT. I don’t want to wait 30 goddamn seconds till I can bust my rhyme. What am I supposed to do, sit around talking shit and saying YO?

Rookie Producers are like primadonnas… they want everyone to see how dope they are, so the add instrumentation one layer at a time. The hi hat. The snare. The kick. FUCKING STOP IT!

You got 10 seconds max, then drop the fucking beat. Thats why veteran producers get so much hype… they understand this shit.

RULE NUMBER TWO: TOO MUCH SHIT
How is anyone supposed to rap over all that garbage? There’s no place for the vocals to sit. A good beat should sound incomplete without the vocal. Try downloading some of the all time classics. You hear that open space in the middle? That’s where the VOCALS SIT. Stop crowding the lane and pass the rock already.

RULE NUMBER THREE: DROP THE BEAT ALREADY
All that fancy intro shit and then the beat drops and… NOTHING. ARGH! I WANT TO KILL YOU! If your beat doesn’t drop, then no one is going to rap on it. Why is it that some producers have tons of people spitting on their shit, while others are begging people to lace up a track? If that sounds like you, here’s a clue: Your Beat Doesn’t Drop.

I’m sick of wack producers ruining otherwise good tracks with these stupid mistakes. Just cut the bullshit, drop the beat, and lets do this.

 

VIDEOS – Tim Sylvia Bitch Slapped by Ray Mercer

Merciless Ray Mercer is one of my favorite boxers. One of my first memories of him was from the Seoul olympics, standing on the podium with his gold medal in his TEEF, representing for the USA. Mercer was an Army man, like my dad, and I took special pride in his victory because of that.

I remember when he went pro… I remember him dismantling heavyweights in brutal fashion. His knockout of Morrison was one of the most awesome destructions of a heavyweight ever. Morrison was trying to fall and Mercer literally lifted him up back up with punches, preventing him from hitting the mat.

Along with his punishing style, I liked Mercer’s attitude. He seemed like a straight up guy. I like the military. I grew up on military bases. I hung around with military people. He wasn’t for everyone, but I was comfortable with his blue collar style.

Fast forward to 2009.

Times aren’t always easy for an aging heavyweight champ. Mercer had already suffered one humliating loss to Kevin “Kimbo” Ferguson. Although he and Kimbo had agreed to step in the cage and trade punches, as soon as the bell rang, Kimbo immediately tried to take Mercer down. One of the last things to go on a heavyweight is his power. You can get old as fuck, but if you are a boxer who can punch, that punch will stay with you till the end.

Unfortunately, Mercer never got the chance. Kimbo took him down, beat him on the ground, and in the minds of most, Ray’s legacy as an MMA can was begun.

Enter Tim “Tastes like pee pee” Sylvia.

Following a series of boring fights and a knockout loss to Fedor, the former UFC Heavyweight champion decides that he is going to pursue a career in Boxing. Apparently, Tim doesn’t understand that the level of hands in Boxing is exponentially greater than anything that he’s ever seen in MMA.

MMA striking is completely different than boxing. In MMA, the threat of a takedown completely alters the way you throw strikes. The threat of a kick changes how you attack. The ability to defend takedowns and kicks makes MMA striking a different sport altogether. Unfortunately, Big Tim drank the kool aid that MMA > Boxing, therefore, he could enter the world of Boxing and do some damage.

As Tim would soon find out, you don’t drink kool aid in front of Ray Mercer and not offer him some.

Enter the press conference. No one ever accused Tim of being a smart man, but you don’t have to be an asshole. He says, “It’s no secret that I’m going to use Ray Mercer as a stepping stone.” Seriously? First off, Ray is 48 years old, and you are 33. Talking shit to the elderly is not cool. Not showing respect for a former champ is not cool. And not showing respect to an Olympic Gold Medal Winner is not cool.

Mercer has done more than you ever will Tim. You might beat him. But you have every advantage. Show respect. But no, Tim has to play the douche for all its worth. Witness the pre-fight press conference:

Unlike Tim, Jens Pulver knows something about Boxing. With 5 pro fights, Jens has been in the squared circle, and he understands that there are fundamental differences between the two sports. While most of the MMA world (read: the UG) believes that Mercer will be destroyed, a quiet contingent of pro fighters and old school boxing enthusiasts are not so sure… Jens Pulver, always a straight shooter, speaks the truth when asked:

The night of the fight. Sylvia and Mercer have a gentleman’s agreement to just box. Both of them had been expecting a boxing match. Mercer had trained for a boxing match. But two days before the fight, the commission informs the promotion that the fight would be illegal, so they have to change it to MMA.

The warrior that he is, Mercer agrees to the rule change. But, he reaches an agreement with Sylvia that it will be boxing. Of course, Tim doesn’t honor that agreement. As soon as he steps into the cage, he throws a kick. When the video starts, Mercer is looking at him like, ‘WTF BITCH?! You said it was going to be boxing, and now you kicking me like a BIIAATCH?!! OH HELLS NO!!!”

He then proceeds to cut through Tims bitch ass pawing jap and land the overhand RIGHT straight across Timmeh’s JAW. TIIIMMMMMBEEEERRR!!!!

And the best part of it all. The post fight interview. My god, I could watch this over and over. I beat dat ass. I whupped dat ass. I need money… so we knocked that nigga OUT!!!

Merciless Ray Mercer… Legend.

 

STR8 HEAT! Rob Hustle + Von Doogan – AUTOMATIC

Don’t miss this a-game classic! Listen now:

Rob Hustle + Von Doogan – Automatic

Automatic – Paper Clique Allstars

Rob Hustle
what you gonna do with yo life bro
9-5 two kids and a wife bro?
waste days as a wage slave
never get paid
wonder why you seem suicidal?

wonder why you never feel happy?
wonder why you outta control?
wonder why you smile on the outside
while inside you rampage like a psycho?

man i might up and go crazy
if i had a fuckin life like you
if i had a dumb motherfuckin boss
always tryna tell a motherfucker what to do

so just ask yourself this question
who da real g’s be online?
who really be makin that paper,
runnin capers, stayin on that grind?

can’t be no motherufuckin pussy
can’t afford no wastin no time
gotta want to GET that PAYpuh,
gotta have that shit all on your mind

who the fuck oprah be suin?
who the ftc reviewin?
who the texas ag pursuin?
a-game yeah thats how we do it

I flow mo sick than swine flu
there’s really no need to remind you
i dropped these lines that i rhyme to
give you all somethin that you can to grind to

dont neva look back behind you
neva let nobody outshine you
double p c to the bz paper clique
a-game number one top rhyme crew

never find my rhymes up on itunes
never gonna stop tryna bring shine to
all the other motherfuckers in the a-game
gonna keep droppin these ride till i die tunez

i flow so low when i go low
lookin mean gonna lean back like a cholo
pull a 404, call the po po
neva go black like a black hat cat with a co-lo

Von Doogan
What you know about a colo, with a wholesale promo,
pay the shit once with a prepaid, doesn’t even seem bad, let the shit run for 4 mo, months yo. proxo fo sho
My flow is a proto-type, hold the road tight like a pair of low pros.
Me and rob hustle flow so fero-cious, causing comotion, oh no.

Stop, take a deep breath momo, seen fname for a second, cheese, then photo.
My flow is oh so sick, so ridic, flow so vicious, rip
these landers, fire up these spammers, be frightened, greased lightening,
got the berries, got the rezv, got the rebills, got the iq test, got the pro teeth whitenin.

Yeah, screamin fuck the world,
make monies online, you’d love a twirl.
Give ya bitch a spin, I’d pluck ya girl,
one thing i know, it was much deserved.

And we gettin our just rewards, and you know we love dessert,
got the cake and eat it to, weak game we seein thru, mothafuckas think they can’t get weeded too.
But they can, rolled up, spliffed quick,
don’t like my style, suck my dick.
family feuding, the mccoys and hatfields, survey says, you can get ya damn cap peeled.

Off the top, written or not, try to block my shot i’ll stop ya plot.
Cuz i switch it up daily, and firelead is the network that pays me.
Got you in daze, Billy Mays, hitting brick walls left and right, 1 more line of code to write.
1 more garcia left to light. ayo i’m gettin hype!

Yeah, up in the cypher spliffed up, strip club, pimp cup, exotics tip cup,
cuz a gentleman, with a henny handle, can’t stop, when it comes to my goddamn spam op.
Hittin all the big socials, how many triangles in this photo.
oh no, dundadda back in the zone, hustle lit it up, doogan gotta bring the track home.

get money get paid is the first rule right, get bitches get laid, is the second alright.
two rules to live by, doulbe p c dot bz ain’t no kid’s toy, it’s war.
chyeah, bout to close it out, leave ya croaked on the ground wit an open mouth.
Dead on arrival, excited by my live flow, fuck with us, shit i wouldn’t even try to.

and you can catch the swine flu. we homocidal,
me and rob hustle will dust you, any beat ain’t gotta try to rhyme to.
It’s automatic. we throwin nonos. spiced up like adobo,
harder than a bulletproof volvo, gased up like sunoco.

Get it jumpin like a lolo, top to bottom, rip the vocals, oh so loco,
goin global, got the mothafuckin a game in a goddamn choke hold.
Automatic. it’s automatic. causin havoc.
Automatic. it’s automatic, bringin static, yeah!

on our A game, is automatic, in this A game, like a mac. br-r-r-r-t

 

Mic Davice vs Frank D at Ad Tech SF 09

The PPC.BZ, Nicky Cakes, Firelead, C2M, EWA AD TECH SF PARTY was legendary. Steve from C2M summed it up best: “This had to have been the best ever party thrown @ any industry trade show!” Indeed it was.

Just a taste of what went down that night is this incredible battle between Mic Davice and Frank D. Frank D is a local MC that has gotten some shine on the radio. Mic Davice is an affiliate rap game killer representing PPC.BZ.

As you can see, we can do more than just make money. A-game official. PPC.BZ represent!

 

Blackhat Stuff – The Rob Hustle Analytics Scanner

This scanner will analyze a web site and determine what analytics packages are being run. Then, it will generate the appropriate spoofing code so that you can make it look like someone hit the site.

Rob Hustle would never advocate actually doing something like that, especially in conjunction with a proxy switcher and a massive useragent list. Rob Hustle loves kittens and ponies, and only engages in black hat research to satisfy his intellectual curiousity. Don’t do drugs!