This Is Legit Rap, IRS Can Suck My Books

As anybody who read my post Monday or knows me personally (and was annoyed because I wouldn't STFU about it) knows, last night I went down to Detroit to see Ghostface Killah and a couple other dudes. The club was pretty packed, and contrary to what I expected was actually somewhat diverse. I was basically expecting it to be all White dudes, but it was about half and half with Black dudes and a few Latinos in there. It was obviously a religous experience, aside from the fact that they played Young Zee-Musical Meltdown on the PA like 6-7 times instead of just having a DJ spinnin' up there. But I digress. What follows is a rundown of what transpired, and what awesome awesomeness it was. Sorry there's no pics, but security was everywhere and getting my ass beat and thrown out for trying to take a blurry ass video of Trife and Cappadonna screaming wasn't really in the game plan.

When I walked in with a couple dudes I was with (no homo) to the warm Christian brotherhood of Young Zee telling me how wack I was, there were maybe 50-60 people there already. We waited around and bullshitted with some dudes from Royal Oak (bougie as hell) for a minute, and then one of them looked at the program (gasp) and came to the stunning revelation that Buff 1 from the Athletic Mic League was going to do a set before M1, who was in turn performing before Ghostface. Now all that meant was that I was going to have to wait around even longer for the dude I paid like 30 dollars to see (no homo), which kinda pissed me off. Anyway, after a couple more minutes of standing around Buff 1 and his DJ came on and did a set. I'm not a big AML fan by any means but dude fucking ripped it. He had mad energy, which obviously opening rapsters need to have. You don't want folks falling asleep, catch? Just straight up Michigan rap the way it's supposed to be. So even though he was an unexpected addition to the lineup his performance definitely didn't leave a foul taste in my mouth.

So after he was done and they put Zee on again, we pretty much just stood around and waited for M1 to come on. Now y'all already know how I feel about Dead Prez, so I was pretty much expecting to be really pissed off and annoyed after M1 did his shit. Surprisingly enough, I wasn't. He did some stuff with his little weed carrier dude, did a joint or two from his new album, and then did some Dead Prez stuff. Now I gotta be honest, when he did "Hip Hop" and went batshit and jumped up and down screaming the whole song with him. That's seriously one of my favorite songs ever. Of course he was doing his whole political steez the whole time, but that was straight. Like I said, I agree with him and sticman about basically everything aside from their dumbshit racism and some of their economic views. We all screamed "Fuck The Police" a bunch of times, and he actually made some references to racial unity. So maybe he actually read my post, ha ha. Anyway his set was hype as hell and got me ready to go out and take aim at some Crown Victorias. He didn't say anything stupid, so I could kind of pretend he wasn't an ignorant loser for 45 minutes.

After that, guess what. More waiting. We just stood around, and then when the lights got all dim and J-Love starting yelling into the mic we all went crazy and starting screaming "GHOSTFACE!" and allathat. But when the lights came up, guess who we say. Fucking Trife and HIS weed carrier! Now I love Trife and everything but c'mon, don't get us all excited and then go on and do some of your shit that nobody's heard before. He did a couple ok songs, then the lights went all dim again and we all started screaming again, and.........Cappadonna. He ran out and did some of his corny ass songs (yet not 97 Mentality, the best shit he's ever done), then Slang Editorial. Now I gotta say, Cabbbadriver is a fucking beast. For some reason I always pictured him as a short fat dude because that's how he looked in Raekwon's old videos, but he was all tall and muscular and shit, inexplicably. So after his shit the lights went down again and I didn't bother to scream because I figured it would be, like, the Easter Bunny or some shit next, but then the beat for Criminology came on and I just went crazy. Some dude shoved past me trying to like slap hands with Ghost or something and apparently also tried to shove past some other dudes who promptly beat his ass. So my man's Fishscale poster ended getting stomped on and fucked up but it's gravy, because now it has character or whatever. Ghostface then ripped through a couple more songs, then screamed something about how his crew was in the building, so then they did a couple Theodore Unit songs, which were kind of boring. Anyway after that he started taking requests as to what songs he should do, which resulted in him performing the awesome "Apollo Kids" and "Holla", both of which I lost my shit and screamed along to.

After that he had the genius idea to ask all of the chicks in the house who wanted to dance with Ghostface to come up to the stage, and because my buddies and I are souljahs and we were up by the stage we were literally knocked over by a wave of women. Maybe half of them were hot, the other half looked like crack prostitutes. So then he had J-Love put some music on and had them all dance, which I guess was kinda cool, and then launched into Ghost Showers, had some chick pretend to be his girlfriend while he did "Back Like That" (which I seem to be the only person who liked), and then performed "Wildflower" acapella. While he was doing "Wildflower" this White hipster chick standing behind him rapped the whole thing with him, which was awesomely awesome. After that he did a few more songs, said the whole "Peace out" thing and told us to go buy some shit, and then ran back out and did "Mighty Healthy", which was awesome. There were a couple cool parts in there that I didn't mention, like when he had a moment of silence for ODB and played the "Shimmy Shimmy Ya" instrumental and had the crowd do all the words, and when they did that whole "which side of the club is louder" thing. All in all, it was a sick ass show, and could only have been better without all the weed carriage in Ghost's set and the abysmally bad sound quality. OH and I bought a huge ass Fishscale poster from a homeless dude that ripped it off one of the rafters. That too was awesomely awesome.