When you really love someone, you tattoo their face on your neck to prove it.
But when you've been in the news for beating up your beloved and everyone judges you for being a dick, then you get a tat that sort of looks like them and deny the resemblance.
Now, we here at Crossfade aren't sure it's the face of his "true love." But we're absolutely sure it's ridiculous. Much like these six other ratchet rap tats.
This could go either way. Maybe it is Rihanna. Or maybe it's a standard pretty lady face. Just so happens that Rihanna is the standard pretty lady face. So all this confusion is understandable. Breezy should have just gotten some broad with a big nose. Or, he could have skipped the tat. You know, since it looks like shit.
Endorsement deals are becoming a more and more ludicrous component of popular hip-hop. But The Bawse is taking shit to a whole 'nother level. Getting the Maybach logo tatted on his face makes sense 'cause he runs Maybach Music Group and all. But then he goes and gets the Cazal sunglasses logo. Whaaat? How much are they paying you Ross?
The YMCMB headmaster is covered in tats. Some of them stranger than the rest. But the weirdest has to be the "Fear God" ink on his eyelids. That has to hurt. A lot. Perhaps all the pain endured in that session is supposed to be penance for his worst sins. Like the terrible mixtape he just dropped.
Marshal Mathers loves to tell his ex-wife Kim to go fuck herself. And his lower torso is branded with special death wish, just for her. The lovely tat shows a tombstone bearing her name, encircled by the words, "Rot in Pieces." That must be some pretty sexy shit for all the new girls who go down south.
This guy is either a brilliant marketer, a pop-culture fanatic, totally insane, or all three. He got an ill social networking tat on his arm that reads, "You don't have to like me." Except he, like, replaced the word like with Facebook's famous "Like" button. Yeah, that's on his body. Forever. But hey, you'll remember to check out his page, right?
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This Slaughterhouse member tried to show love for his clique. But when he got the crew's moniker inked on his arm, dude forgot to double-check the spelling. Saddest rap tattoo story in history. Oh, wait ...
But even misspelling the name of your own rap crew isn't as dumb and crazy as a gangster-ass motherfucker getting a three-scoop ice cream cone tatted on his face. That shit makes no sense at all. Unless, of course, he just wants bitches to lick his face. Delicious.