I know Kanye West likes Jay-Z. I know West is with his label. I know he owes Jay-Z.
But enough. He's got to stop letting him ruin his songs.
After spitting out an overview of Sierra Leone's massacres, the role diamonds have to play in them, and the conflict that creates for those who see them as an innocent status symbol, the segue to Jay-Z is the aural equivalent of smacking into a pole during your morning jog. But you quickly forget your aching head, because Jay-Z's lyrics are so unsubstantial, so meaninglessly self-aggrandizing, that you stop wondering why he fucked up the song and start wondering why Kanye let him.