Welcome to the first ever real talk blog with me, your host, Shawn Swayze, brought to you courtesy of the greatest unsigned rapper in the world, Mike Slim. (Damn, yall labels is dumb) Let's get shyt straight off the top. Im not here to bullshyt or sugarcoat anything that im finna write. Ima let you know the real for real for real. I mean, its called real talk right? Right. With that being said, just understand that the ideas I will be expressing are my opinions and I will try to present them to you as if i was talking to one of my regular hood cats. Im going to try to touch on a variety of topics but mostly of the hip hop persuasion. Who am I kidding? This is basically going to be an open forum for me to rant about all the garbage going on in "hip hop" if thats what you still wanna call it, sprinkled with the few good things going on in the culture.

Now lets get shit started with a moment of silence for Game's career. (Sorry Mike) Yeah yeah dude can rap and i aint even gonna front im a fan of his MUSIC, but no more aftermath? No more good doctor on your side? Thats a serious blow. Remind me to never get into an argument with fiddy before he shuts my little blog down and has me evicted from my crib. I guess we all know who won that beef. Fuck the rap and the diss songs, Curtis basically had his way at the end of the day. Who really runs aftermath? Dre has been as quiet as Jay Z was when Pac was dissin him. I thought Game was his boy, but i guess Dre compared royalty checks and decided to go with the moneymaker. All this coupled with the stripper allegations, the change of heart drama, and the calling off of his engagement, things have been goin bad for doja. The funny thing is, Games album is so anticipated that it WILL go platinum status within a months time. But will his music suffer without Dre and 50? November 7th will be interesting. (P.S. one blood is my shyt i cant lie)

Speaking of beef and disses, Trina is "back", I guess. I heard this wack ass song the other day with her dissing Khia, Gillie da kid (aka Mr. Myagi), and none other than my nikka B Gizzle. Let me dissect real quick whats wrong with this track. First off we all know the concept is a rip from one of the greatest to ever do it. Off top i don't like. She doesnt have enough stripes to pull something off like that. As a matter of fact, if you aint Mr. Carter you shouldnt even be thinking of something like this. (okay ill give puff a pass too) Strike one. Then she goes on to say how she helps people sell records in the chorus. I assume shes speaking of Khia but lets be real, Trina cant even help herself sell records. Shes never gone platinum EVER, and her last album sold 360,000 copies even though it had her biggest single to date(some wack shyt with Beyonce's buddy) How unfortunate. Strike two. Strike three is a combination. Shes fighting Lil Waynes battles now? Come on now, thats grown man stuff. Leave that to Gillie and Danielson. (For the record I wont say too much about this Gillie and Wayne situation except that Wayne did get a hell of alot nicer on The Carter...im just sayin) And to top it all off, she dissed one of my favorite rappers, B.G. I dont care who you really are I just cant condone. And she should stop acting like she neva had a lil white before. I mean she is chillen wit Baby and them. So I guess shes out. And shes not that hot anyway. Real talk Ive banged much better looking broads. And so have you.

So until next time...keep pumpin that real shyt in ya system and stop leanin n rockin n snappin n laffy taffyin and chicken noddle soupin. If you must dance, jus let ya shoulder lean.(yeah i like that shyt) Send all hate mail to wavespin360dg@aol.com or just im me at the same name.(im so easy to find) Real Talk.