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For the record, I was eliminated from lame Dame’s show early on. So in writing this, I admit that my opinions may be a little biased. I also know that I am by no means the Ultimate Hustler. But, judging by what I just read in KING, neither is this clown to the left.Page 132 in the June 6th KING Magazine features no other than the self proclaimed Cakeaholic, dappered out in a sharp dark Italian suit. Cigar in hand, his facial expression comparable to a genius in deep thought, or a man with loose bowels trying to conceal the fact that he just sharted on himself. The name of the interview piece is When The Smoke Clears. Now mind you, I eagerly anticipated reading this piece. See like I said, I got kicked off the show. I met Dame. I actually idolized this young, sharp and successful millionaire. That was until I read the article…and then I realized that I had been bamboozled. I’ll write the rest of this open letter directly to Dame. It’s important that he understand that this is not a personal attack, unwarranted disrespect or random hate. Nah, this is heartfelt disgust. What the many fans that watched the Ultimate Hustler failed to realize is that you actually had discussions with some of the contestants that didn’t make it to television. In many cases, you provided very sound advice, and even though you have an air of arrogance rivaled only by Kanye West, you attempted to school us on more than one occasion. I appreciated the whole, “Hustlers hustle by any means necessary” mantra. You were living proof, or so it seemed. To this day I try to tell my friends about some of those informational sessions. But, when I read the interview in KING, life no longer seemed like it was the dash. You my friend came across as an A*s. See, I know that you are hurt by the fact that Jay-Z made the move to the front office. He probably utilizes negotiating and management skills that he obtained from observing you for years. You have the business savvy and acumen that I am sure Jay was bereft of prior to meeting you. I learned a lot from you just in the brief time I spent in your presence. So, you’re a little upset…understandable. He is the President of Def Jam, has Rocawear, 40/40 and Kanye. While you are in a state of limbo. But Dame, when you read the interview, I know you have to feel like you went out like a sucker. Unless everything you talked about was lies. Unless the swagger you display in public is to hide a self esteem and confidence issue that is just now rearing its ugly head. Hustlers hustle by any means necessary Dame. They don’t cry about how they used to go at the same people Jay is now in bed with. They don’t cry over the fact that nobody wants to do deals with them anymore because of Jay. That’s snitching, and I know how you feel about snitches. Perhaps you should consider this…do you think that it’s possible that people only tolerated your cockiness because you had the greatest rapper alive on your label? There’s plenty to consider, but I want to close this letter by telling you to consider one last thing. The Ultimate Hustler proves that they deserve that title by rising to the occasion. They welcome adversity and flourish when their back is up against the wall. You my friend are pinned against a cold slab of concrete. Now is the time to shine. You brought Jay Z to the world and believed in Kanye when nobody else did. That says a lot about you. But, there’s a thin line between being a buster and a hustler…play your position. B-Anonymous is an 88HIPHOP community member. His or her views do not necessarily represent the staff of 88HIPHOP. | |
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