I just read some interview with MC Eiht from the murder dog website or ozone website or some crappy magazine's crappy online version, and Eiht sounds like a dude who hasn't made a dollar for a bank account his whole career. Apparently, he's gotten ripped off a number of times, and was talking about how he wasn't gonna turn down offers to do a guest verse for like $800 because that'd feed his family for a week. On one hand, it's sad to see the music industry rip off another generation of black musicians... Well, I guess that's hyperbole, because it's not just the industry, but also shady friends and managers of the local variety who take a fat cut before they give you an amount they tell you is like 90% of the total, when that's 90% of a total they already chopped 50% out of, and shit like that. It's not as organized a hustle as it gets made out to be, but artists tend to be the types looking to create and not handle business, so the business handlers handle the business, and just as it's the nature of artists to filter everything they are mired in into some sort of creation, it's the nature of business handlers to make business good, for themselves first though. This is a good tape though, constant with no stand-outs, good riding music, though the "N 2 Deep" song with Scarface has always been one I tend to put on mixtapes if I'm making some stupid shit gangbanger shit to play when no one's around and button the top button of my flannel shirt and look in the mirror and practice mad-dogging imaginary enemies.
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