When I was but a wee squirt back in the summer of '99, I remember my wannabe-tough-guy little brother playing "Simon Says" from his basement hovel while I snuck around outside hiding bottles of Mike's Hard Lemonade in the bushes so I could pick them up later. I got caught and to this day I associate my bad fortune (and the humiliation of my dad sneaking up behind me in the dark) with Pharoahe Monch and that song's menacing judder. Now he's coming to the Paragon all these years later on April 4th. Damn you, Monch, damn youuuuuuuu!
He'll be joined by Slaughterhouse, which involves Royce da 5'9 in some way. Peep the Ticketpro link here.
The song of my doom, below.