K-Fed Up? -- "Rapper" Boo'd on Halloween

1. Loser rapper want-a-be. This guy needs to disappear off the face of the earth. And he can take his white trash wife with him. Man those kids are gonna be idiots like their parents. If the parents don't kill them first.

Posted at 12:24PM on Nov 1st 2006 by sam

2. k-fag sucks. Perfect example of someone who will do ANYTHING to be famous without any talent.

Posted at 12:25PM on Nov 1st 2006 by Not today

3. Just think of the dorks who cheered for him.

Posted at 12:27PM on Nov 1st 2006 by Matt

4. Hey Kev - do you get it yet? Nobody likes ya.

Posted at 12:28PM on Nov 1st 2006 by whatevuh

5. I pity this guy, someone save Britney!

Posted at 12:30PM on Nov 1st 2006 by into GOSSIP

6. I find it interesting that Ross Harris writing for AP actually gave KFed's album a "B". A frickin' "B". Said it had some good stuff on it. Honest to gawd, who the hell paid them off? Paris Hilton gets a "B" from EW, KFed a decent review from the AP, which will widely cirulate, and yet Beck is falling on the charts. What the hell?

Just goes to show this industry is bought and paid for. Yep.

Posted at 12:31PM on Nov 1st 2006 by woah

7. I feel bad for him.

Posted at 12:35PM on Nov 1st 2006 by Montana

8. He was lucky he left the stage. He was just about ready to get hit with a lot of bottles if he didn't. K-FED SUCKS ASS!!!!!

Posted at 12:40PM on Nov 1st 2006 by Via

9. f-fed has ruined b.spears and her career. very very sad because i remember the day i thought she'd be around forever. he's gross!

Posted at 12:46PM on Nov 1st 2006 by ASHLEY

10. Hey Brit -- is that you on #9? You're the only one who thinks so... ;)

Posted at 12:54PM on Nov 1st 2006 by x

11. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Britney, you made a BAD INVESTMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

hahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! IDIOT.

Posted at 12:59PM on Nov 1st 2006 by Miss Honey

12. Another busy night for the short yellow bus. K-Fag's Sugar Momma rented it out so he had a tour bus for the roadtrip down the street. As I recall the only cheers were coming from the clones, the other noise was free-thinkers trying to help K-Fag grasp the reality of his coat tail riding lifestyle. Even though it was Halloween, I think the free-thinkers would have rather had a treat than to be tricked into listening to white trash trailer park ghetto rap. No fear clone fans, the next concert will be held in Palmdale's Carnieville Trailer Park Bowl, where he will be headling another free concert, sponsored by Sugar Momma in association with Dumb Blonde Middle School. The Opening act with be Palmdale's very own Coat Tail Ryderz and the Wonder Bread Boyz. Admission is free like every other concert K-Fag is trying to promote. An added bonus, everyone who attends will be given a free K-Fag CD, since none are being sold and Sugar Momma bought enough of them to make it reach Gold in sales. Just remember, free-thinkers it is not polite to use those collectable pieces of carbon plastic discs as Frisbees in order to try and slice the white bread rapper and bag him. Tickets are not going fast, so don't worry about reserving one today.

Posted at 12:59PM on Nov 1st 2006 by Otto the Short Yellow Bus Driver

13. I don't listen to rap, but he sounds ok to me. No different from anything else i've heard out there.

Posted at 1:00PM on Nov 1st 2006 by justin

14. Review from allmusic.com - Federline's debut album, Playing with Fire, is indeed bad, but it's bad in an uninteresting way; it's as dull and predictable as its title. Clearly, the early ridicule bestowed upon "PopoZao" and "Y'All Ain't Ready" had an effect upon Kevin — not to inspire him to do better, but rather to not stray beyond the watered-down Snoop Dogg impression that turns out to be his signature. Ignore K-Fed's bragging — to a synth line borrowed from "The Final Countdown," no less — that he has that "hip-hop flavor mixed with a little bit of rock & roll"; there's nothing but outdated G-funk and West Coast beats here, music that's been heard countless times before, usually as the generic soundtrack to inner-city crime on CSI or Law & Order, and his stoned, self-satisfied drawl disappears into the repetitive, bass-heavy throb of the music. Indeed, whenever a guest is brought into the studio — Ya Boy on the charming "Dance with a Pimp," Bosko on "Privilege," or Britney herself on "Crazy," where she sings the hook on the latest attempt to mythologize their pedestrian romance (not coincidentally, that hook is the only memorable piece of music on the record) — they draw attention away from the man of the hour, because unlike him, they have some degree of presence and charisma. But if there is anybody listening to Kevin, they're not listening for the music or his skills as a rapper: they want to hear his lyrics, they want to laugh at him, not with him, as he strives to top "I know y'all wishin' you was in my position/Cause I keep gettin' into situations/That you wish you was in, cousin." And although he's "coming out like Janet's titty at the Super Bowl," he's not nearly as shocking as he'd like to believe or as amusing as his haters would hope: he just comes across as a big boob. He has some moments of insight ("I know I'm not a nerd/But I know how to calculate them birds"), has a way with a simile ("It's going down like a fresh pair of panties"), and a flair for left-field pop culture references ("I'm like Val Kilmer how I'm bringing this heat"), but throughout Playing with Fire Federline is far too serious about being taken seriously to get unintentionally silly, and the album is a bore because of it.

It's also a bore because he's a boor, writing endlessly about the same three topics: his alleged superstardom, his hatred of the media, his love of parties and dope. While the old rule that writers should write what they know may hold true, the unspoken part of that maxim is that the writing should either be interesting or done well, two goals that are well beyond Federline's reach. Never mind writing well: competence is barely within his grasp, as it often sounds like he can't quite understand the meaning of what he saying, whether he's casually blaspheming ("Like Jesus in every way/I'm crucified every day"), suggesting that he loves dope as much as he loves his wife ("fell in love with the herbs just like my wife," which could indeed mean that Britney also loves ganja; either is possible, and it doesn't really matter which is true), serves up his career plans ("got tired of the drugs so I switched to rap"), and offers up a self-description so pungent and succinct it could stand as his epitaph: "This marijuana has got me heavily sedated/I'm Kevin Federline, America's Most Hated." He's onto something there: America does indeed hate him, but it's not an active, consuming hatred, it's a mild, persistent annoyance, the way that a dumbass brother-in-law gets on your nerves. And that's really what Federline is: the guy in your life that you wish would just quietly disappear, but he won't, since he's married into your family and you're now stuck with him. K-Fed may not be related to America by law, but as long as he's married to a superstar, we're stuck with him popping up a couple times a year, as if he wants to remind us that he is just as shallow, tasteless, and stupid as we remember — and there is no greater testament to his utter emptiness than this stultifying record. Years, or perhaps months, from now after Britney has finally left this guy and he's disappeared to wherever Carlos Leon now spends his days, perhaps we'll all look back and laugh, but the worst thing about Playing with Fire is that it's too stale and inept to inspire laughter: it can only elicit weary groans, just the way another Pavarotti pic of K-Fed on the cover of US Weekly or Star does.

Posted at 1:03PM on Nov 1st 2006 by vader

15. Why are y'all even wasting our time covering this no-talent loser? He's nobody, he sucks and it just shows ya waht a dumb bitch britney is for marrying him. If she were my daughter I'd slap the sh*t out of her.

Posted at 1:15PM on Nov 1st 2006 by JennyJenJen