Interrupting my Spooks watching and avoiding-paying-LJ, because:
Oh my god. OH... MY GOD. Remember all that stuff I said yesterday about being cautious around The X-Files? YEAH, Xzibit is going to be rapping on the soundtrack to XF2.
I repeat: XZIBIT IS GOING TO BE RAPPING ON THE SOUNDTRACK TO XF2.
FOR FUCKING REAL
You can read the lyrics in their
entirety here, but here are some choice selections:
- Ya head pop like JFK, like a plot by the CIA / We ain't dying from the KKK / When that AK spray, they say "ay bay bay"
- Shift down 4th to 5th, and burn like an arsonist
- I'm the truth in the booth, you a Space Invader / Go 'head and hate me, hater
- I return the emancipator / May we all progress, to the power of X
- I want the bootleggers to get it / The wise words of Xzibit / You never seen me crash and burn, I'm dying to live it
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I... don't even know what to say, to be honest.
My first real fandom, Chris Carter. You were my first real fandom, a fandom that wasn't just adolescent fantasy (hello, STAR TREK VOYAGER) and that really and truly bridged the gap into my "adult" fan life. And every day, it looks more and more like you're trying to sully that good memory. THIS IS WHY THE CRANKY OLD FANS DON'T LIKE THE NEWBIES, CHRIS. THIS IS WHY WE SHOO THEM OFF OUR LAWNS AND SAY, "AHH, BUT YOU'RE NOT AN ~*X-PHILE*~, KID. YOU CAN'T UNDERSTAND." Remember that? "I'm an X-Phile"? And now? NOW?
THIS IS WHY.
This must be what it was like to grow fanning and adoring everything about the Star Wars movies, and then have to live through The Awful that was the prequels.
I HATE SO MUCH ABOUT THE WAY YOU CHOOSE TO BE, CHRIS CARTER.