Dear Hulk Hogan,
I hate you! No its not your fake ass leg drops, or Ronald McDonald signature colors or your annoying catch phrases that I despise, brother. Its the way you Suge Knight-ed a talented white MC by the name Paul Wall.
I can see it now Hulkster, you and one of your wanna-be wrestler lackeys hanging Mr. Wall over a balcony or bridge coercing, the Houston MC into accepting an offer he couldn’t refuse. Hulk you patriarch of the over-tanned clan it is you who is to blame for the rapid demise of the most iced out white man ever (outside of Liberace).
You administering brute force to make Mr. Wall do a duet with your daughter is the only logical reason for such a awkward collabo.
This one song destroyed the bedazzled grilled MCs street cred and thus ending his career. In the short span of two years Paul went from being a hood favorite on tracks like Still Tippin and having one of the stand-out verses on Kanye’s Late Registration to awkward performances with your daughter on Regis and Kelly (Hanging with Gilman aint Hood!?).
O’ how the mighty fell. Thanks, Hulk you career ending jerk. First, the Ultimate Warrior then Paul Wall. How many of my heroes must you take down.
A real American, my ass.
Thanks for nothing,
Sean
PS. Speaking of your offspring and duets, your son should kick it with the Growing Up Gotti dudes.
