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This Week In Hip Hop Awfulness

Chrishan couldn't located the thermostat to his new mansion, so he just burned the foyer rug for warmth.

Vanilla Ice once asked "Will it ever stop?" And Giggs takes it further by asking "when?" The "it" he's referring to, of course, is the blatant disregard for private property that some ne'er-do-wells tend to have. No respect for the homeowner!

Jhené was pretty bummed when the fabulous "party boat" her boyfriend bragged about having turned out to be a 17th Century tea freighter.

I'm not sure if Loaded Lux is talking to me to get this work or is urging Shaq to. Or is Shaq addressing Loaded Lux? And why are they using Ferrari and Stomp typefaces? Is anybody in charge here?

Lungz needs to clean up his computer desktop.

Here's a design hint: If you're depicting someone jumping in the air, don't put a drop shadow behind them. Otherwise it looks like they just tripped like an idiot and are splayed out on some poster board.

Nobody dressed up for the photo. They also refused so sit closer to one another. Only one of them even bothered looking at the camera. But Grandma loves you all so much that she's going to frame this lovely photo anyway, y' hear?

I can't tell if this guy is majorly high or has some Asian blood in him. Yeah, I'm racist.

Using sale items from Halloween Headquarters to threaten women into twerking sounds like a bizarre, awful plan for the night. But it just might work.

Great Jesus.

Young Dolph's E.T. heartlight was too big to hold all the love in the world, so he unleashed it near the Tappan Zee Bridge, away from the prying eyes of the haters.

LOOK OUT JESUS! HE'S GOING TO EAT YOU! I KNOW YOU'RE OFFERING YOURSELF TO BE EATEN AND ALL, BUT WE ARE LITERALLY TALKING ABOUT A GIANT RAPPER ABOUT TO DEVOUR YOU FROM BEHIND!

Clive Owen fucking hates to wait in line at Caribou Coffee.

If you're an astronaut, I don't think you'd need shades. How much cooler can you be if you're already wearing a friggin' spacesuit? If anything, the Ray Bans cheapens the whole look. Sandra Bullock didn't wear shades.

Okay, Sasha, I'll give you that- that is nutty. All of it. But it's sad that two different types of grey alien can't find some common ground and build a functional rapping android.

Meanwhile, DJ Khaled could really use an Excedrin.

This Week In Hip Hop Awfulness

Giant ghostly 50 Cent sees something but doesn't say something.

That's a pretty unfortunate place to overlay an armpit. Nice "Purple Rain" font, though.

These days in elementary school, if your teacher catches you with dirty doodles on the inside of your Math book, you don't report to the principal's office- you're put in contact with an aspiring rapper.

Okay. One, I hate DJ Clue because he blabbers all over every track on his mixtapes. Secondly, MarkerFeltWide? Not listening to this one.

Drake gets his mugshot taken in Andy's Room.

I hope this album has nothing to do with Buckner & Garcia.

Fabolous and Nelly lost to two old ladies at canasta in Gainesville, Florida, but they shouldn't feel so bad- those women are vicious.

"Aw man, Cee-Lo gets to be fire, Big Gipp is smoke or wind or whatever, and Khujo gets to be water, but I gotta be dirt? That ain't right, man. That ain't right."

K-Ci and JoJo wonder why it's taking so long for their table to be seated, but the host doesn't have the heart to tell them they're sitting in a Raymour & Flanigan store.

After securing a blimp and a permit, Lloyd Banks prepares to cross one item off his bucket list: urinate on the Chrysler Building.

Some facial hair looks like the hobo symbol for 'gentleman.'

"Now where did I put my overwrought self importance? I know I left it here somewhere..."

Sean Kingston learns to never print his album cover from a Kinko's color copier.

I'm really not sure where to begin here. The two guys wading in beer? The stripper silhouette and the two O's in 'BLOOD' accidentally making a cock and balls? The cheapo Zazzle t-shirts? You tell me.

You may have heard that many of the Warren Commission records on the JFK assassination have still been sealed and are to be released in 2017. When they are, you will find that it was Jackie Kennedy in a hoochie club outfit who was actually shot in a blaze of Pepto pills and playing cards. True story.

Snoop Lion and his kids joylessly release an album together as a "family bonding experience." Both of the kids are so embarrassed that they wear their training pants over their faces. 

I'm not sure where in Flatbush you can find a freestanding house, much less one with nice siding and nice storm windows. Cheer up, fellas. You scored a great rental!

Rapsody should know not to linger near basketball hoops for an album cover, thanks to Top Dog: