Los Angeles-based dube-puffer Shwayze is extra-annoying because, unlike thug rappers, he affects an enlightened air, whining existentially like Camus one moment and singing like Jack Johnson the next. The rest of the time he spits garbage like this, from "Polaroid": "Woke up with a semi-hard dick/In a fat chick/Three this week/Call that a hat trick/But everybody know hockey ain't for black kids." Make it stop, you say? Understandable. Catch you on the flip side, 2008.