"Listen with Caution.. Harlem is BACKKK"

Quote courtesy of young Smalls the world class traveler/little big brother.



It's been way too long coming, but the world was ready an waiting, so Cam and Jimmy did what any money hungry entrepreneurial hood rich players would do... They bit the bullet and squashed the beef. (No Homo). I couldn't be happier about this. Dipset is back and more swagged (read: i hate that word) up than ever.

For real, and I aint bullshittin', Smalls can vouch for this, along with anyone else that has been in a vehicle with me in the last 6 months... I am listening to nothing but emo'd out scream pop punk metal garbage. Why? Because hip hop has sucked so bad in the last couple of years, save for a few select artists that are fam, and keep close to your boy's heartstrings (pause)... But, With the return of dipset and the bragadocious over the top ignorance that we've all become accustomed to, coupled with outlandish samples and percussion courtesy of Arab Muzik, I can officially say I am excited to listen to hip hop music again..

P.S. The Clipse are still the end all be all of cocaine raps, but Dipset will forever keep a spot close to my chest muscle..

-Ollie the Ruler

P.S.S. Am I super late to this? and did Max B. actually get life over that murder wrap? man, hip hop has been so stale i havent even cared to stay in the loop as of late.

Benny Lava is a Beast!

This video rules. I've watched it 3 times now, homie that did the subtitles was pretty spot on, haha. This shit is great.

You're welcome.

-Ollie boy

Holy Lord: PtheG - Cheeseburger

Man, Fresno...



Get in the k"no"w already. HAHAHA.

-Olls back with a vengeance.

My Head is Like a Nickel Plated Bama

I've had lots of questions about where I came up with the name Nickel Plated Bama for this blog... Peep the 1:38-1:42 mark on this song...



And there you have it folks.

-Olls

In Your Face Like A Buck Fitty Wit a Razor

Pure. Raw. Classic.

OC - Far From Yours. On my '97 shit yet again. Man I miss the days...

-Ollie

Throwback Thursday: Necro - Underground

I remember knockin this shit really tough my Junior year of high school. The thing that stands out most in my mind is that my punk rock homies were hella into Necro, but nothing else that I was showing them at the time. I guess Necro's absurd brutal death rap transcends genre's for impressionable youth. Me? Not so much. I've been steadfast in my appreciation of hip hop music for the better part of 2 decades. That may date me a bit, but new jacks gotta know where all their favorite underground artists came from, and what impact they had in the years before you discovered them.

What were you knockin in 2000?

-Old ass Ollie

Clipse - Popular Demand

Mother of christ this shit knocks...

Sorry, had to go back and listen again. and again. and again.

Do yourself a favor and cop this album "Til the Casket Drops" on Dec. 8th, but before you do that, go over to The Anatomy Magazine blog and sign up for the free digital magazine set to release in January. BUT, if you sign up now, you can get the first issue in December with Malice and Pusha T (collectively known as The Clipse) on the cover.

Let me just take a quick second to reiterate this... My mellow, my man, CBrett is about to be at the helm of one of the better urban fashion/music/culture magazines that the internet has ever seen. Cover story of the first issue is The Clipse? You kiddin me right now? BIG UPS and 1 brazillion props to Cliff and his crew for putting together what I am sure will be one of the best mags around. I mean, no shots or nothin, but Cliff, you're slippin not havin young Ollie's column in that piece.. HAHA. All in due time..

Oh and did I mention it is free to sign up?

The Anatomy Magazine.

Don't say I never gave you nothin.

Peace.

Oh yeah, shout out to Mr. Makeshift who is set to be featured in the first issue as well...

CLIPSE!!

-Ollie da Don

New Makeshift Leak: NPB Exclusive

Been slackin on that j.o. last few days. Shoulda never left you, but I'm here, and I come bearing gifts.

Talkin to the homie Shift this morning and he blessed me with a new joint.

"You be puffin Stress"...



According to my dude, the BAMA is the first blog to get this up, so enjoy.

And because I'm such a good cat, here's a link to download the track and have it for your ipod. I know, I know, I'm too good to the streets.

Download Here

Hold The Fuckin' Phone: Shyne is Out?!?!

This day has seriously been on my mind for years now. The release of Jamal Barrow a.k.a. Shyne Po of the once infamous, now debunkt Bad Boy family. Oh you didn't hear? Combat Jack put the people up on what was really poppin' behind the scenes at Bad Boy over on his blog, Daily-Math.com. The Reader's Digest version goes like this... Diddy tried to strongarm Interscope records, frontin' like he was still top billin' for the heavy loot cakes, Interscope responded with, what now looks to me, like a straight hostile takeover and sat Diddy's punk ass down with the quickness. Bad Boy headquarters is now officially closed down, and Bad Boy records as a label, as a movement, as the epicenter for some of the most classic hip hop tracks ever created, will now be manned from a corner office at Interscope records, withOUT Diddy pullin the strings.

Wait... Seriously? Bad Boy with no Diddy? I'm gonna go on record now and say that Bad Boy will never officially release another GOLD album for the rest of it's existence. The wheels have fallen off. The dynasty is finished. Like so many before it (read: Roc-A-Fella, Death Row, Loud, etc.), Bad Boy has gone the way of the Buffalo. Has the last great piece of Hip Hop history fallen at our feet? The signs of Armageddon are real people. Let's read thru Nostradomus' works and cross reference the words Diddy/Bad Boy/End of Times, I'm sure Science can figure out a way to Blame Puff for ending the world. I mean, he did end Shyne's life...

Or did he...?

I'm not sure if it is neccessary or not to give the back story as to what happened that cold New York City night that ended with Shyne takin' the hit for the squad (like a true soldier), but I have to assume that all the minions and followers are not quite "up on shit".

The story that I believe most, (again, no one but J.Lo, Puff, Shyne, and a few other select individuals truly know what popped), is that Puff got yoked, decided to flex his bitchassness and pop a few shots at some cats to impress J.Lo, then threw the gun in Shyne's lap and said: "Do you want your record to come out? Take the heat".

Shyne, at this time was still a 21 year old goon straight out of the gutters of NY's mean streets, thuggin is in his blood, and at this time in the world of hip hop, what Puff said, was gospel.

Fast forward 3+ months, Shyne is facing 10 years for attempted murder, amongst other things. The verdict is read. Guilty.



The man who was supposed to bring Bad Boy back to the spot they so desperately sought after the loss of Biggie, is now takin' that trip up North for what, on paper, was reading as 10 full years.

Shyne goes up, and Diddy does as he promised and releases Shyne's first solo album to critical acclaim.

Pause... Some posts require some background music, and this, my dear friends, is one of them.



Press play before you move any further.

Shyne is the definition of Bad Boy. At the time of his arrest, Shyne had quite literally been, quote, unquote, "fuckin with" Puff for no more than a few months, but still sacked up and took the heat for Diddy's bitch ass to prove himself worthy of the throne that Biggie had left vacant some 2 years prior.

I'm gonna say this now and stand by it 'til the day I die, Shyne had the potential to be, excuse me for this, "That Nigga". I mean for real, for real. Shyne had it.

So now Shyne is hemmed up, troopin the bid like a loyal soldier.

The paparazzi caught Puff after the sentencing and asked him how he felt about the verdict...



Me too Puff, me fucking too.

This was all in 2000. In the years to follow, Shyne would remain silent behind the walls, never speakin out about the night in question, never givin up Puff and fingering him (no homo) as the man responsible, and how does Puff repay that debt?



naddagoodlook Puff...



The legacy that once housed the likes of Craig Mack, Black Rob, Notorious B.I.Fuckin G., The Lox, Junior Mafia, Lil Kim, etc. is now home to wack ass bullshit artists and cat-like motherfuckers like Que?

Oh hell nah Puff. Biggie is rollin in his grave every time Making The Band hits the airwaves.

Oh, and let's not forget the fact that Puff actually turned this hoe out:



(Quietly, on the low, yes I would.)

Where was I?

Oh right... Diddy is out here doin the Harlem Shuffle and building an empire all on the back and shoulders of Shyne's word as a man. It's the code of the street, it's the world I live in, "Snitches get Stitches", and Shyne never snitched. Not a word.



Let's just say, Shyne is out, and EVERY record label in the world better be offering up MILLIONS to my man.

I also firmly believe that Puffy needs to catch that realll ass whoopin' immediately. You can't pay back 10 years of someone's life, but you damn well better be comin correct with those "thanks for not snitchin" checks. I mean, I know Puff goes hard and strong arms these featherweight new-jack Making the Band types, but let me see you try that shit with Shyne Po. I'd give anything in the world to be in the building first time Shyne locks eyes with Diddy.

Don't think for one second that Shyne's rap game slacked at all, HELL NAH. If anything, my man is sharper than ever, I mean, bein locked up for 10 years with nothing but hatred in your heart and a brain full of thoughts, a man is bound and destined to produce one of the greatest albums Hip Hop has ever heard. Be checkin for that new Shyne album, whenever it drops.

Big ups to Shyne for being one of the last real soldiers in this bitch-ass infested world of hip hop.

Chuuurch.

-Ollie da Don

Big Hardcore Mean Azz Wyte Boi

Meet Young Cohod.



I recently got a friend request from your boi on myspace and I am quite literally blown away by this cat.

From Young Cohod’s "about me" section:

"I GREW UP IN HALEYVILLE ALABAMA LIVED HERE MOST OF MY LIFE. JUST A SOUTHERN ARTIST ON DA MOVE BOUNCING TO DA NEW GROVE IF YOU FEEL ME LET ME KNOW IF YOU DON'T I WILL HELP PUT U IN THE HOLE, WIT DA REST OF THEM HATERS!!!!!!!!!!"

Yep. That's the real deal right there. I do appreciate that he sites my main man Haystack as one of his biggest influences. If you aren't familiar with the greatness that is Haystack, let Ollie learn ya:



Yessir! Haystack turned his wedding video into a music video for his "hit single" "Bonnie & Clyde".

Enough about Haystack, back to Young Cohod. I can't find any embed or html codes to put his music up directly so do yourself a favor and go peep his Myspace Page RIGHT HERE. This kid is the definition of Hillbilly, country as all hell, inbred white-boy rap. It is so bad it almost feels like it's supposed to be comedy. I mean, this shit is just pure trash.

Do your thing Young Cohod, and please, for the love of all things holy, don't ever stop makin' these hits and "puttin these haters in a hole".

Ign'ant..

-Ollie the Scholar

Throwback Thursday: Six Days

Maybe the only DJ Shadow track I ever liked.

Don't get me wrong, i can appreciated what dude does, but I don't have to like it... Right?

-Olls

He's Bo Yo

Wow. This kid is nothin nice.

Emcees step yo game up.

-Olls

Copywrite Is Back

Copywrite is not a fan of Asher Roth. I am a fan of Copywrite. It's fairly obvious to the masses how I feel about Asher Roth.

Dude is caca.



Just for clarification, that's a follow up to the original Asher Roth diss...



Thank you Copy. Thank you.

-Olls

The Verdict on Drake:

Let me start by saying that I STILL watch the television show Degrassi, so when I heard that little wheelchair Jimmy Brooks was the hottest thing buzzin on the net, you can imagine my skepticism.



All I wanted was to know that this cat Drake was all hype. I wanted him to be mediocre at best with a buzz because of his ties to Young Money and Lil Weezy.

I mean, anyone with any common sense would assume that just because this kid:



updated his look to this:



it doesnt mean that he is worth a shit right?

I mean seriously, NO FUCKING WAY is "Jimmy Brooks" that muufucka out here.

There is no way possible right? RIGHT?

Wrong. I heard this...


(DO YOURSELF A FAVOR AND STOP THE TRACK AT ABOUT 2:38 BECAUSE IT IS COMPLETELY RUINED BY WEEZY'S RIDICULOUSLY ANNOYING GIGGLE-RIDDEN STUTTERED OUT BULLSHIT RAP)

...and I am convinced. This kid has something. I don't know if it is Drake that is ghostwriting for Weezy or vice-versa, but I do know that something is fishy here. These cats are far too similar in delivery, flow, wordplay etc. to not be writing for one another.

I am not going to co-sign Drake entirely, but if this kid's album is even half as good as the streets (internet) are claiming, the kid has a bright future.

Here's the drawback on Drake tho...

He has absolutely ZERO street cred and as we all know, the hip hop industry is completely fueled by a rapper's ties to the streets.

Young Drake here is straight out the mean streets of the Toronto suburbs. He has been swimming in white girls since he was like 12 at Degrassi High School. He got shot on the show by the biggest dork ever cast on television...


(Fuckin Rick the girlfriend beater and high school shooter) LOL...

So I'm sayin this and moving on, as long as Drake stays in his lane and continues being a good rapper/singer and stays out of the trafficing of the white girl (no Degrassi) I think he'll be fine.

He's got a bright future from where I'm sittin'.

-Olls

New Makeshift Ft. Piff Herrera - Fresh Kut

Makeshift Ft. Piff Herrera – Fresh Kut

Click that shit to download.

Knock Knock son. Makeshift strikes again.

I sure hope the rest of the rap world catches up at some point.

-Ollie

New Makeshift Ft. O-Phrap - Champion Music

Another certified knocker from the BAMA's favorite rapper, Makeshift off the upcoming "West Coast Champs Mixtape Vol. 1".

Makeshift Ft. O-Phrap – Champion Music.

Incidentally the West Coast Champs Mixtape release party is this Friday, April 17, 2009 in L.A.



Be on the lookout for the Makeshift interview, "No Doze" mixtape release (available exclusively on the BAMA for free download), and much, MUCH more from this up and coming artist who is sure to be the leader of the new class of emcees.

Yo Makeshift, you got love for the BAMA??



(Yeah that's Larelle Gray from Sk8Mafia fame reppin the BAMA)

Be sure to check for:

Makeshift on myspace.

and

O-Phrap on myspace.

Do not sleep on these cats. They are the real deal.

-Ollie

Draft Klick - Get On Draft Video

My initial reaction?? Wow. Scoob Blue is a fucking pervert yo. Straight up. HAHA. Is that milk dripping all over his body?? Your god damn right it is. You don't think Scoob is a pervert?? Well, let me learn ya...



I think that picture explains it all... HAHA. You know it's all love Scoob.

As for my man Shamrock, (Sam from FTKconstruction.com) mega uber gangster props on that human pores animation. That shit is hype.

When we asked Sam how he felt about his dance maneuvers, his only response was...



"Fucking White People". We are coining this as THE phrase for 2009.

I have a few more gems from the Draft Klick show back in February, what better time than now to post em up...

Meet Peaches:



That's Steve Macmen's grandmother and she is one helluva lady.

Yo Mac, how do you feel about the BAMA??



Is that a good thing??



Good, I thought so.

Moral of the story??

Draft Klick is with the shit. They make straight drug induced, party anthems. And that, my friends, is something I can get behind (no homo).

-Ollie

Throwback Thursday: J-Zone - Bum Bitch Ballad

My man Zone, straight heater off the "Pimps Don't Pay Taxes" album from 2002.



"Wait a minute, you're talkin' 'bout my sister"... "50 cent juice drinkin BITCH!!"

I loves me some ign'ant behavior, and Zone defines that shit.

-Ollie

Cat's Need To Quit Frontin'...

Today's banger: Japcity - Identity Theft



"Gangsters don't have record contracts"...

nuff said.

For the record, the message far exceeds the quality of the music.

-Ollie

Throwback Thursday: Ghetto Dwellaz

Certified heater from little known (but supremely dope) Ghetto Dwellaz. Party Arty and D-Flow are menacing over what can only be described as the "definition of New York grime".



I think this joint is more like a '98-'99 era jump, but it still slaps the shit outta anything post 2001, STRAIGHT THE FUCK UP!

Sorry, I'm a bit pressed for time. Had to go re-up the meds after a doctor's visit where he explained to me the pitfalls of hydrocodone consumption. STFU and write the prescription bitch, I'm paying cash for this visit as well as the prescription I don't need a lecture.

R.I.P. Party Arty.

**Side Note** It seems like every Throwback Thursday post recently has ended with an "R.I.P." attached. That is completely unintentional.

-Ollie