June 2008 Archives

Wassup, good folk! Yes, today I'm giving you TWO Throwbacks. Here we go:

Sure, Mary was sniffing and dabbling with that stuff . But damnit, she was THE TRUTH and looked fly as hell! Who didn’t run to the Mami’s on 145th to get their hair bleached to the max after this video? Sheeeiiiiitt..... she’s the reason why I highlight my own damn mane every six months! And not only that. Girls everywhere wanted that fly attitude, to be that heartbroken and still have the courage to sing about it. In my opinion, if you are a female in your mid-to-late twenties, I’m sure Mary was definitely the female whose lyrics you clung to like the teddy bear on your bed, aiding you through that coming-of-age, “black girl trying to rise” phase.

But wait! It’s a double! I’m also giving y’all my favorite LL joint of all time.
Damn, I was mad as hell that my name wasn’t included in this song. Doesn’t this remind you of one of those videos that you could create yourself when you went to the mall back in the early ‘90's? [Peep the running man dancing scenes for example]

True, I know I said I’d blog a throwback that you all chose. But I realized that on a day like today, it would be appropriate for me to give you two of my favorite throwbacks. And it’s especially significant that they came from Mary and LL because both of these artists had to transition from their original selves (or manner of living) to get to the point where they are today.

Change, and transitioning, I have found, is imminent for all of us.

Good afternoon y'all-- Got some crazy performance videos for y'all to peep while you're pretending to finish up some work this afternoon. Up first:

Wow...... I can’t even ... man....

When I first peeped this video of Lloyd performing Weezy’s “Lollipop”, I thought damn, talk about licking somebody's, uhh, lollipop!

But halfway through, I said, damn, maybe this shoulda been HIS record. Unfortunately, had it been, it probably wouldn’t chart or sell. Check it out.

Ooooh!! I KNEW something was up when they brought her out on Miss Rap Supreme!

Oh my g-d... why is this bytch trying to make a comeback?
This has to be like, the WORST interview I’ve ever seen. I felt DUMBER after watching this.
(And unfortunately, the title of today’s blog is just ONE link on the string of dumba-s things to exit her mouth).

Wow.... so the Chiba/Byata sh-t finally came to an end. And the way this all built up, I must say, the climax was less than stellar. I coulda had a V8, forreal for real. But, alas, I’m getting ahead of myself (don’t worry, I’ll get into it).

When the episode starts, the girls are lamenting over the loss of Nicky2States. Whose gonna give ‘em tips on how to suck a d*ck now? How to get a cum stain out of bed sheets? How to properly take a backshot? Aww well.

ANYWAY, I want to talk about that pageant they had to do. What the f-ck was up with that pageant... at the gun range? Scratch that. What was up with Serch dubbing himself KoJew and Yo-Yo likewise calling herself Pepa Spray? Ohh Lord, haven't we put ourselves through ENOUGH as a people? As a gender? Sigh...

No, sratch that. Ms. Cherry got a record and can’t go near guns? Damn, ma. ‘Sup with your extra-curricular activities?

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Ahhh, and we get to the nitty gritty.

Chiba: “I remember when I was your top choice."

I TOLD Y’ALL she still had some lingering feelings left over for Lez-Byata. Awww.
::singing:: When a woman's fed uuuuuuupppp.... there ain't nothing you can do about it....

You know, it's so easy to spot a native New Yorker from the out-of-towners, because they get off on random sightings in the city that most of us wouldn’t bat an eyelash at.

Hmm. Maybe using Bow Wow to demonstrate is a bad example because, well, he’s a wuss, but... it proves my point.

Peep Bow Wow in a car wild n’ out because he sees a white woman who’s one of those girls N.E.R.D. was rapping about in “Everyone Nose”, because now she’s lying in the street naked, berating a cab driver that opted not to have her pass out in his backseat. Typical night out on the town. Instead of being like Bow Wow and screaming like I saw Ciara coming to handle some unresolved issues, I would’ve yelled at her to stop blocking crosstown traffic. F-ck, I’m trying to get my party on, too!

I’ll tell you what. That white chick needed to hijack Bow Wow’s ride and kick his bitchass.

Speaking of ... BITCHASSNESS....