Save the Grammy fo yo Mammy

The words you talk, that'll be the words you walk
Body you in the bed where the nurses are
Put your vein out, watch me insert the dart...

Grammy Hip Hop Highlights:

-Even the gulliest underground head can give Ludacris some love for his Rap Album of the Year win. Even better: his big "f*ck you" to Bill O'Reilly in his acceptance speech.

-Pre-show, you see Paul Wall hawking his grillz (surprise!) to the clueless E! network. Paul's own grill is either a new shade of gold or he's been munching on pumpkins.

-Wyclef Jean: how long can you latch on to Shakira and the "Hips Don't Lie" track? Since your boy Pras is still collecting "Ghetto Supastar" checks, you got another nine years at least.

-Does Quenton Tarantino pay RZA to be by his side at every award show? Maybe it was written into the Kill Bill contract.


-I liked Chris Brown better when he was playing up in Boulder and scoring six TDs against the dreaded Huskers. But, if his side hustle of being an R & B crooner is what he gets his kicks for, and Jeff Fisher is okay with it, who am I to bitch?

-Gnarls Barkley and their airplane costumes would've been better if they worked the Airplane movie angle. Danger Mouse: "Hey Cee-Lo, you ever seen a grown man naked?"


-Give the Academy some shine for including J-Dilla in their tribute to those who passed away in the last year.

-Yeah, Rick Rubin got some major dap for his work with the Dixie Chicks, but he should've won 16 years ago for the Def American release of the self-titled Geto Boys album. I'm sure the Academy could've overlooked the necrophilia, murder, crack tales, and misogyny, right?