The Disputed King of Auto-Tune

I managed to inject my rap trivial pursuits into the letters section of Esquire (April, Tina Fey cover, on stands now). NPR & WNYC, I'm coming for you next. If you cover one more ethnic novelty rapper or yet again, a conscious dread dude from Prospect Heights, while continuing to ignore the facts of the matter, that there's a now a guy on the charts called Waka Flocka Flame, and that Usher's new song is about fingering and it's awesome, I'm going to have prank phone call Leonard Lopate with . I'm so sincerious.

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