Yo! Back from da' mean streets of Ozlo dis is da baddest nordic
cat in da land, DJ Henrik X, y'all. Yo! What up? I'm just keepin'
it real like aways, maxin, relaxin, igloo taxin, DJ waxin, y'all
betta know dat. Ish round hear been off the heezies fo' sheezy
every night now kn'mean? Shit is tight like my bitch Ana's dress
y'all. Damn niggas in Norway is crazy 'n shit though. My peeps
be stressin' me like 24/7 yo, askin fo' free CDs, more reviews
n shit. Folks been buggin a nordic nigga like I got all da answers.
Damn y'all I be slizzard every night and y'all still think I can
think straight n shit.
Anyway my editors be buggin' me to review the new Run DMC record
so here goes. First of all let me say that I respect these cats
big time y'all, these are the cats that first got me in the game
yo. I was lip-synchin' this shit at school talent shows before
most Norwegian muthafuckas ever heard the words hip hop n shit.
So even though they ain't done shit in a while, I was ready to
listen.

At first I was like, damn... this shit is tight. Run DMC be keepin'
it real n shit with some old school East Coast flava. The only
update was the guests, but the selection was tight on the first
3 tracks yo: Jermaine Dupree, Nas, Prodigy. I was like damn, good
lookin' out kid, and when I said kid I meant Run DMC. But then
that shit changed and kid meant Kid Rock. If there's ever been
a muthafucka that can't rap it's that muthafucka. Keepin It Real?
Mo like who can I steal.. that corny ass white boy gots about
as much originiality as that fool DJ Jari in Stinky Helsinki,
the dude who's been jackin my style since 99.
The middle of the CD is like a tour through some American "frat
house" with losers like Fred Durst and Stephen Jenkins crapping
around some beats and rhymes. Yo even in Ozlo fools would be trying
to gat me if I played this shit during my set yo. I be recommending
that real niggas skip that shit and get to the end of the record
with Method Man and Fat Joe. That shit gets pretty tight, it's
good to hear some old school East Coast (not as old as Run DMC,
but pre-Puffy) beats along with some decent flows from da masta.
Much respect.
Peace y'all. Remember to keep it real 60/60/24/7/365/til the
end. And for all the fools tryin to jack my style, y'all is already
defeated-- knowdat!