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And you thought Jay was old when he was rhyming about coming back in the 4-5Seriously, Jay, stop. Em ain't even murdering you on your own **** anymore; it's ******* Jeezy. Young Jeezy. Think about that. You think Big would have stuck around so that T.I. could outshine him? So that he could make tween references and belabor that he's rich and famous?"Can't leave rap alone/The game needs me." Really? Still? Even when rap is this boring? I think thou doth protest too much. For a dude who says he doesn't need rap, who says he has so many other ventures, you seem to need this ****, actually. And it doesn't, in fact, need you. Not even now. Not this watered-down, overworked, overwrought material that feasts on low-hanging fruit and finds offense in the innocuous.Remember when you were going golfing back in 2003? What happened to that? That game needs you more than this one. Don't be the next contestant on that SportsCenter screen. "We'll see ...