You don't like my couch? Well, fuck your couch, cuhz.
The beginning of the end didn't start with the cigarette. It started moments before that. By the cop.
Smarty-art Black folks are outchea chirpin.
So...this really happens, huh?
Panama does some investigative reporting to answer an important question: who robbed Warren G on "Regulate"?
Mine eyes have seen the glory. Well, one of them has.
Nothing like a little white guilt and possible imperialism to get your day going.
Blackness aired last night. Let's talk about it.
In case nobody else told you today, you are awesome as fuck.
If this flag represents you, fuck you as a staff, crew, and a mothefuckin' record label.
Tragedy. Just a tragedy.
Panama doesn't know Rachel, but he knows Bob.
You come for my Trap Queen, I come for your Smells Like Teen Spirit