I don’t know about yall, but I’m finding this little issue that has emerged between Rick Ross and 50 Cent really amusing. First of all, it seems to be set at hyper-speed. It’s like 6 months of back and fourth in 4 hours. Folks are setting beef deadlines; finding themselves in the document catacombs pulling out 2nd grade report cards. I mean, seriously. How far is this going to go? At the rate it’s moving, we should know in about 12 hours.
Also, I can’t recall Ross having any real issues with other emcees until Jake-Gate. Well,
except with Cuban Link but we all know CL was just mad because Ross and
Fat Joe were down in Miami playing the Weather Boys as his beef with
Don Cartagena, his only claim to fame, got stale. Oh, and that thing
with T.I., but I guess the huge differences in physical proportions
just weren’t good for rap beef. So The Boss is definitely jumping into
the deep end of the pool.
And then it’s just strange. We know what to expect from 50, but Rick Ross I don’t pay attention to all that often. I have Port of Miami, but I have never really listened to that album. I heard his voice, but damn if I can repeat any of the lyrics. So if his writing has always been a bit odd, forgive me for not knowing until now.
So Mafia Music is a diss record right? I couldn’t really tell at first. Suggesting
that you would totally trick off with someone’s baby momma doesn’t seem
all that harsh to me; especially when the person you are targeting
doesn’t even like their baby momma and is responsible for her finances. 50 was probably planning on penning a thank you note until someone explained that Ross was trying to call him out. Then there was the obligatory Hammer quote? He’s too legit to quit? I’m still tickled. I can’t imagine Ross with one of those permed-out Gumby’s, but you never know.
You
know, all of this reminds me of that dude interviewing Ross for True
Magazine almost a year ago when he was promoting Trilla. I don’t think most of us saw the video until late last year, but he did ask Ross about a beef with 50. The
question angered Ross into a conniption as he attempted to give the
interviewer some remedial journalism tips, but now it looks like he
wasn’t shocked that Mr. Tate asked a frivolous question. It looks like
maybe the reporter everyone bashed got his hands on a memo he shouldn’t
have seen. Or he was psychic.
Then there is that horrifying response from 50. Not
the song really because the way he has taken to drawing out his words
makes his average lyric incomprehensible to me. The whole song normally
comes out sounding like one long word, kinda like those dudes who talk
with their mouths closed with wooden dummies on their laps. (I know there is a Yayo joke in there somewhere, but I’m going to let it go.) I
did get the shout to Lil Wayne though, but we know he’s not going to
answer that because gangstas don’t answer questions. Or was that ask
questions? Either way, those couple of seconds on Katie Couric’s couch could be another post all in itself. But I digress.
Seriously though, he’s going to fluck Ross’ life up for fun. For fun? And
he won’t stop? I know everyone is thinking this is just some pre-album
release banter; a little verbal sparring to up the ante on some first
quarter cash, but I do remember Ja Rule. I’m just saying. Mr. Ross might want to watch his back before he’s cast into that Hip Hop netherworld that 50 sends his conquests to. And Ross, when you and Khaled get there tell Ja and Buck and ‘nem I said what’s up.
So is this going to come to some kind of boil anytime soon? Yes,
probably around the same time whoever gets to i-tunes first sells their
maiden album. Until then, I’m going to sit back and enjoy this show. It’s definitely better than watching some scraggly wannabes duke it out via youtube and 3rd rate photo-shops. I mean we have the Mayor of G-Unitville against Noriega’s spades partner. Yup, that’s deeper than rap.
