So You Wanna Be A Rap Superstar?

MTV’s Celebrity Rap Superstar is a trainwreck, yet I can’t help but watch. By taking a group of celebrities that basically amounts to a reunion of various VH1 CelebReality shows, MTV has once again found gold…evil soul sucking horrible gold. As an old school hip hop fan the show is painful on two levels. First of all, it’s very hard to see The Hill’s Jason and Kendra from E!’s The Girls Next Door literally murder songs I love. Second how sad is it that legendary rappers like Too Short and MC Lyte have to slum this low to get a paycheck. On the other hand its fun to see the celebs murder the songs and really have it from the judges made up of DMC, Da Brat, and DJ Big Boy. Also as much as it pains me to say it, I’m enjoying seeing some of the celebs actually bringing some game. Shar Jackson (who technically is not a celebrity but rather a baby’s mama) has been amazing the first two weeks. Countess Vaughn is cute as a button and rocks the mic. Even Sebastian Bach has won me over a bit. The show also has a feeling of chaos that only MTV could pull off. Host Kevin Hart often looks like he just wants to get the fuck out of there and must have footprints on his back from all the folks that have talked over him. Thursday night Redman, coach of first to go ex-NFLer Jamal Anderson, thrust his mic into Hart then threw a jersey into the crowd and muffled a few obscenities on his way out. I’m guessing it was something like, “Thank god that’s fucking done but damn it was kinda fun in sick way.” My thought exactly Red, my thoughts exactly.