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If The Battle Is Between Pit Bull and Lil Wayne, Then We’ve All Lost

Lil Wayne publicly hates the Heat.

Lil Wayne publicly hates the Heat. He tosses the F-bomb at King James, like LBJ was Trina or something. He says he banged Mrs. Bosh. One minute I’m looking at Mr. 305 getting jiggy in a Bud Light commercial and the next, he’s doing some twitter-toasting and making battle raps. Uncle Luke? Sorry, he hasn’t been relevant since Michael Cage and his Jheri curl were grabbing 12 boards a game. I hear these old jokers are jetting down to New Orleans next Mardi Gras on the Lear, to set it on Wayne, Baby and dem.

If so, this is history in the making. The first baller-rapper beef, except Bosh and LBJ are in season, so Pitbull and Geritol Luke are the acting muscle.

For me, at this point, confusion is setting in. Are these guys kilt-rocking, techno-robotic rap-making, billboard-breaking, fashion-forward sex symbols? Or are they thugged–out, conscientious defenders and ambassadors of home turf?

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Honestly, who the hell knows? So I’m going to break it down (how I see it) in hip-hop’s native tongue:


Phony Baloney


By The Gambler

Lil Wayne rocks beats, but he don’t like the Heat

Throws a grenade not from the streets, but a villa in Belize


Then, they expect me—Pit Bull and Uncle Luke—

To invest in this mess like they’re speaking on truth


I think these cats sit around partying with models

With Bosh and Lebron, Wayne, Pit and 50 bottles

Basking in riches and the way they play puppet

Making people melt like ice at the bottom of the bucket

Signing autographs, and man they love it.



It gets boring at the top when you ain’t stressing nothing. 


After tokes of that sticky in the VIP

Dudes start clowning, coming up with a strategy

To test their pimp-hand under bass that’s boomin’.

A late game-plan the Broncos defense couldn’t ruin


I’m assuming. 

Maybe they really love their city

So much they’ll take an L like Shyne did for Diddy.

But it’s hard to believe these guys are that saucy


It’s an all-hands-on-deck media orgy. 


And how can we get caught up in that slumber. When dudes like Dell’s son is given video numbers.

Last I checked, Pit Bull ain’t part-owner of Wade’s team

And Luke ain’t been hot since Barkley was on Dr. J’s team.

Going hard, to make us believe

They’re peeved at a rapper who gets so high he smokes Jesus’ weed



A 40-ounce ago, rappers beefed over real riffs

And peeled more caps than an Indian spear rip.


I’m confused as Isaac Hayes in a marshmallow maze

These got to be the last days when ish like this gets play. 

 

JR Gamble joined The Shadow League in 2012. The Deputy Editor and Senior Writer is in his 23rd year of covering sports and culture professionally. He began working in major newspapers in 1995 and has covered a cornucopia of major sports and entertainment topics across different mediums, including radio, magazines and national TV.

Gamble has covered World Series, Super Bowls, NBA and MLB All-Star Games, Final Fours, World Cup, NASCAR events and done hundreds of exclusive interviews over the years. His passion is baseball, the culturing of baseball and preserving and documenting the historically-impactful accomplishments and contributions of African-Americans in baseball.