The NFL is back in full swing, and I’m pretty sure that girlfriends around the world aren’t too happy with that.  (more…)

Music fans have been very gracious this summer, by actually supporting artists, and buying their music. Rick Ross, Nas, and 2 Chainz all had successful first-week debuts that lead to them having numer one albums in the country. (more…)

First off, channel ORANGE is a great record, there’s no denying that. Feel free to checkout our album review of it right this way. To date, the album has moved closed to 200,000 units in the US. (more…)

Well, the king finally has his ring. Looks like there will be no more ringless jokes to go around, now only jokes about LeBron’s hairline.  (more…)

When it comes to smoking weed, this writer here has never touched the stuff. As hard as that may seem to believe, it’s true. I’ve always been more of Vodka/Red Bull type of guy.  (more…)

It’s official, the Oklahoma City Thunder will be facing off against the Miami Heat in this year’s NBA Finals. Before Game 1 starts tonight at 9pm, we want to hear who you think will ultimately win it all. (more…)

Following the cancellation of her performance at Hot 97′s Summer Jam this past Sunday, Nicki Minaj and Funkmaster Flex exchanged some entertaining words over the phone last night. (more…)

On Wednesday, I had the privilege of being one of the guests down at Tribeca Cinemas to watch a screening of Ice-T’s documentary film, ‘The Art Of Rap: Something From Nothing.’   (more…)

News that Diddy’s son, Justin Combs, has received a $54,000 merit-based football scholarship to UCLA has many people angry. (more…)

It’s almost that time. That time where all artists have ran through the mixtape gauntlet, and time to see where their real fans are, aka people who actually buy albums. (more…)

With tonight’s Mayweather/Cotto fight hours away, today’s poll is going to focus on one of the more heated debates in sports; Mayweather Vs. Pacquiao. (more…)

Ah yes, it’s that wonderful time of year again where only the relevant NBA teams are still working. Where you’re bound to see a lot more elbows than the one Metta World Peace hit James Harden with. (more…)

It’s another year, which means another XXL Freshmen List. The list that most young artists want to be a part of, while the ones that don’t get picked sometimes go onto bigger things. (more…)

So, four MC’s walk into a studio…. Oh, you heard that one already?! Okay then, lets just get down to the debate. (more…)

This is one of those Hip-Hop arguments that never seems able to go away, and that’s pretty much how we like it around these parts. There’s no question that both MC’s did their thing on the legendary track that appeared on Jay-Z’s first Blueprint album back in 2001, but as with everything else; only won person can take home the gold. So in your opinion, who was the gold medalist and who was the silver medalist? Jay-Z: “Motherfuckers - say that I’m foolish I only talk about jewels (bling bling) Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it? See I’m influenced by the ghetto you ruined That same dude you gave nothin, I made somethin doin what I do through and through and I give you the news – with a twist it’s just his ghetto point-of-view The renegade; you been afraid I penetrate pop culture, bring ‘em a lot closer to the block where they pop toasters, and they live with they moms Got dropped roasters, from botched robberies niggaz crotched over Mommy’s knocked up cause she wasn’t watched over Knocked down by some clown when child support knocked No he’s not around – now how that sound to ya, jot it down I bring it through the ghetto without ridin ’round hidin down duckin strays from frustrated youths stuck in they ways Just read a magazine that fucked up my day How you rate music that thugs with nothin relate to it? I help them see they way through it – not you Can’t step in my pants, can’t walk in my shoes Bet everything you worth; you lose your tie and your shirt” Eminem:  “Since I’m in a position to talk to these kids and they listen I ain’t no politician but I’ll kick it with ‘em a minute Cause see they call me a menace; and if the shoe fits I’ll wear it But if it don’t, then y’all’ll swallow the truth grin and bear it Now who’s these king of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics usin his music to steer it sharin his views in his marriage But there’s a huge interference – they’re sayin you shouldn’t hear it Maybe it’s hatred I spew, maybe it’s food for the spirit Maybe it’s beautiful music I made for you to just cherish But I’m debated disputed hated and viewed in America as a motherfuckin drug addict – like you didn’t experiment? Now now, that’s when you start to stare at who’s in the mirror and see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrased And I got nothin to do but make you look stupid as parents You fuckin do-gooders – too bad you couldn’t do good at marriage! (Ha ha!) And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here I don’t think you do so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereo Cause here we go – he’s {*Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga*} And I’m the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-Ass it’s just the” Jay-Z: “I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles Pockets filled with a lot of lint, not a cent Gotta vent, lot of innocent of lives lost on the project bench Whatchu hollerin? Gotta pay rent, bring dollars in By the bodega, iron under my coat, feelin braver Doo-rag wrappin my waves up, pockets full of hope Do not step to me – I’m awkward, I box leftier often My pops left me an orphan, my momma wasn’t home Could not stress to me I wasn’t grown; ‘specially on nights I brought somethin home to quiet the stomach rumblings My demeanor – thirty years my senior My childhood didn’t mean much, only raisin green up Raisin my fingers to critics; raisin my head to the sky Big I did it – multi before I die (nigga) No lie, just know I chose my own fate I drove by the fork in the road and went straight” Eminem: “See I’m a poet to some, a regular modern day Shakespeare Jesus Christ the King of these Latter Day Saints here To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me as a monger of hate and Satan a scatter-brained atheist But that ain’t the case, see it’s a matter of taste We as a people decide if Shady’s as bad as they say he is Or is he the latter – a gateway to escape? Media scapegoat, who they can be mad at today See it’s easy as cake, simple as whistlin Dixie while I’m wavin the pistol at sixty Christians against me Go to war with the Mormons, take a bath with the Catholics in holy water – no wonder they try to hold me under longer I’m a motherfuckin spiteful, DELIGHTFUL eyeful The new Ice Cube – motherfuckers HATE to like you What did I do? (huh?) I’m just a kid from the gutter makin this butter off these bloodsuckers, cause I’m a muh’fuckin” Take Our Poll