Hey it’s me, MAD RAP FAN. The lost art of MCing is being forgotten like Sanskrit. Flavor in your ear is looking for Crazy Love in New York as we Hype the Power. As a fan, it feels like hip-hop has been in a coma since ‘95. Wack rappers are like the walking dead, eating the brains of the youth. The radio is infested with rappers that can’t rap. Beefs are judged by 
sales, not skills.
This came to light when one of the best MC’s got dissed by one of the worst. KRIS vs. Nelly, what the fuck!! Ring tone rappers must die!! MC Buttwhistle, a.k.a. Download, oiled in the video. Question: If Nelly looked like Biggie, would he sell? And why do women always say, “He ain’t talking about me” when they shake their ass to a ho song in the club? It can’t be about no one; somebody’s got to be the ho.
Why do rappers drop three CD’s and then bounce out for TV or movies? Why did one of the hardest rappers make the best comedies? When did swagger overtake skill? In the ‘90s MCs had equal amounts of both (see LL, KANE, ICE T and CUBE). WHY don’t women support female MCs? I’ll get at you next time. MAD RAP FAN out!!!!!
(EDITOR’ NOTE – the above picture is not the Madd Rap Fan. the guy pictured above is mad about something entirely different)
