Even though some people may have a problem admitting they are, indeed, a rapper (not a businessman, not a motivational speaker, not the manager at sunglass hut), Killer Mike reminds us of why many of us wish we could be top 5 like Dylan.
take me out w/the fader.
i used to fux w/the fader, hard. i’ve probably still got a few of those first issues in my closet. next to my lifesucksdie, old complex, a few issues of trace and other shit i used to pick up from tower on south st. tossed it in my bookbag, and was on my way. out of all of those mags, the only one i still get is marc ecko’s. i should probably give that up, too, seeing as though the complex blog is pretty good and that hypebeast gets me all the sneaker news i need.
fader deserves props for putting the mag up on itunes and consistently providing an audio mix that coincides w/every issue. i dig that and they deserve props for that. not to mention, they get past the job’s firewall and provided the vice do’s/don’ts worthy image above. dude is officially doin’ too much.
this must be our time.
or, at least, Matthew Snyder thinks that spending any more time waiting for i’ll sleep when your dead is a bad idea.
Towards Classification
Go Hard
What does a guy who makes suit of armor to fight bears and a dude who draws comics featuring naked witches and sexy kittens have in common? The talented Dave Campbell shows what man can achieve when he ignores his detractors and decides to Go Hard.
before the blur.
is that a fish eye lens? the peeps over at bangbros are alot more subtle w/it. no way do you need the 13 people pictured above to take a picture of The Yonce. maybe they should holla at ray j instead, he’s got the ill camera game.
this is one of the few pictures of The Yonce over at sportsillustrated that hasn’t received ample treatment from the gaussian blur, smart blur and airbrushing tools. eventually, someone will have to explain to these publishers that we prefer our women not to look like sexy smooth-skinned aliens.