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Katt Williams has decided to hang up the mic after several months of odd behavior that culminated in his arrest in Seattle on Sunday for investigation of harassment, assault and obstructing police.
Katt spoke to TV station KOMO 4 and said the events of the past few days in Seattle convinced him to retire. Katt added that we was going to place an offer of $301,000 for the Washington State Ferry Rhododendron as a place to stay with his family and staff until his Thursday court date. The comedian says the city of Seattle has ruined his reputation and he plans to sue.
“If they will accept our bid… I will take me and my whole staff on that boat because I still have a court date four days from now and can’t leave and I’ve been kicked out of four hotels in two days and I’ve been arrested by three different sets of officers four different times detained by two sets of officers,” he said. “I can stay there [on the ferry] and my family can be there and my dogs can be there and my whole staff can be there until we get done suing Seattle for this $50 million that I want for crippling my reputation as a father and a black man and as a taxpaying citizen and as a person who is not a convicted felon.”
Katt’s troubles in Seattle started last Thursday when he missed a show at The Paramount Theatre after his Hummer ran out of gas. He reportedly slashed the tires on the vehicle and rammed it with another car. On Friday he was accused by three fans of attacking them after a show when they tried to take a photo with him, but Katt claimed the fans forced their way into his dressing room.
On Sunday Katt got into trouble at the World Sports Grille when he threatened people with a pool cue and refused to leave. He then allegedly followed a family to their car and flicked a lit cigarette through the car window, which hit a woman just below her eye. Police say he also threw a rock at the car.
He was arrested for the incident at World Sports Grille and later bailed out by his road manager Suge Knight.
Katt told Komo 4 that the recent events were enough to force him to retire.
“This was a place I like to bring my kids and let them do stuff without people caring who they were,” he said. “I got arrested in front my kids three times in my three days stay in Seattle… And all we were doing was coming into town to sell jokes and police department painted me as some sort of public menace that came to town. I’m just gonna go ahead and announce my retirement from standup, I’m kinda done. I’ve discussed it with my kids, I wasn’t gonna do it in the middle of a Seattle street, I was going to go to Los Angeles and do it in the offices of ICM or LiveNation.“
Before Rick Ross was writing rhymes and creating street anthems, he was writing citations and patrolling the streets. When a 2009 Smoking Gun report emerged exposing Rozay’s past as a C.O, Ross quickly denied the allegations despite an overwhelming amount of evidence. Instead of burying the topic right away, Ross let it linger and he ultimately became a laughing stock for that period of time. (Although he’s recovered nicely since)
For most Americans their problems can be traced back to swiping their credit cards on multiple occasions,
A sports franchise that screws up free agent signings, ruins young careers, never pays their employees, and has been irrelevant for the better part of a decade would be called the Los Angeles Clippers, but in the music industry, that unflattering description belongs to Bad Boy Records. Contrary to popular belief, Bad Boy isn’t cursed; it’s just run by an egomaniac that would rather showcase himself than his artists. Any artist that wants to be a star, and stay a star, and not have to worry about the executive producer tryna be all in the videos, all on the records, dancing, don’t go to Bad Boy Records, word to Suge Knight.
After years of bullying his peers, criticizing and making a mockery of artists beneath him, 50 finds himself in a precarious position in which he’s struggling to produce any type of buzz for his free-falling music career. He burned a lot of bridges on his rise to the top and it’s coming back to haunt him. These days 50 releases a lot of music via his twitter page, but one has to ask, if he releases music and nobody hears it, did he really release music? On his quest to get rich or die trying, he essentially black-balled himself, and now fans are hoping he would stop trying to make music.
Flex is a legendary DJ who was one of the biggest influences back in the 90s, however, he’s also one of the biggest dick riders in hip hop history. Flex is a male-cheerleader who annoyingly giggles, instigates and kisses every rappers ass that appears on his radio show. There’s only 3 people who enjoy his radio show, and that’s the program director, the radio engineer and Funkmaster Flex, and we’re told all 3 are the same person.
Title is self-explanatory
f we learned anything from the ignorant WorldStar fight videos, it’s that the aggressor in a fight usually ends up taking a loss. And in this case, Hov was the loud ostentatious one showing off around his peers, Nas was the quite individual who paid the aggressor no mind and wanted no parts of the fight, until Jay threw the first punch. And Nas, seemingly out of nowhere unleashed a hail of fury that subsequently put an asterisk on Jay’s previously unblemished record.
Dre’s former label Death Row Records was the destination for artists to, well, die, literally. Now Dre’s Aftermath Records is the destination where artists go to, well, die; figuratively. Just check the stats, Aftermath was established in 1996 and there’s been less than 10 albums released while having at least 50 artists signed in that period of time.
Signing to Suge’s nemesis Bad Boy Records would leave you broke, irrelevant and bitter, but at least you’d still be alive. We’re not implying Suge Knight did a lot of evil stuff himself, we’re implying Suge Knight had goons to do the evil stuff on his behalf.
Refer back to #10
So we know that the “Goblin” thing has kind of caught on, and we’re supposed to think it’s cool to dress like a complete moron if you’re expressing your inner martian. But when you emerge from a tunnel wearing women’s pants and crooning your softest song to date, it doesn’t make us think of you as a goblin. It makes us think of you as a prom queen.
Beefing with Common isn’t a wise thing to do, just ask Ice Cube. That beef in 97’ ended when Cube called Minister Farrakhan to help intervene and squash the beef. However, being that Drake is half-white & a Jew were not sure Farrakhan will assist this time around. So Drake should just lay low until till things simmer down so he can return to doing what he does best, which is singing and making the same song, over and over again.
Quick Update on some of the players involved in the 1999 Shooting in New York. 
Although there were several publications that fed into the beef between Death Row & Bad Boy, Vibe was the biggest urban media outlet that continually accentuated and fueled fire into the beef. They coined the “East vs West” term and turned a dispute between two record labels, into an all out coastal war. Even the former EIC Kevin Powell now regrets the cover and the stuff they did. Sure the beef would have probably still went on with or without the cover, but it sure didn’t help matters.
For a genre that rose fully-formed from the concrete Hip-Hop has started to seem awful soft these days. Partly that’s a good thing; expansion of subject matter leads to more diverse artists saying all kind of different things. But it also leads to some really lame shit. And the lamest of the lame happenings in current hip-hop is the twitter beef. Because there’s nothing at risk and there’s no skill involved. All the drama of the hip-hop battle, where dudes clowned their enemies through rhyme, all the tension of seeing two men compare skill face to face has disappeared, replaced by inane insults hurled safely through modems. In fact, the wackest participant often wins the twitter beef, simply because they’re lame enough to keep going when the realer dude has better stuff to do with his time. We don’t even hear good diss songs anymore because rappers are letting a website represented by a cute little bird do all their talking for them. Stop this trend. If you hate a dude, write a sixteen or a verse or a song about how much he sucks. Don’t condense it into 140 characters. Negro please
