Get into Khia’s message of the day. Only a true artist can take one of my favorite words and transform it into sweet poetry. All hail Ms. Rap Supreme!
Get into Khia’s message of the day. Only a true artist can take one of my favorite words and transform it into sweet poetry. All hail Ms. Rap Supreme!
Jazmine Sullivan is undoubtedly my favorite new artist. Her debut album, Fearless, was the best R&B album of 2008, if you ask me…I don’t care what a Knowles has to say. Check the video for Jazmine’s new single, “Lions, Tigers, & Bears”. Homegirl was nominated for five Grammys for a reason.

Looks like the Fierce syndrome has taken over the one we call Pigpen. A good roll in the mud must have gotten some creative juices flowing, because Jim Jones is hitting bitches in the head with a new track called “Drug Dealer” — a Beyonce cover of “Diva”. Yes, the devil is working overtime, indeed. I’d love a response record from Barack Obama.
Play: Jim Jones – Drug Dealer
Tell me something, where your soap at?

I might just give Lil’ Mammy a weekly spot on The FURY. All these ridiculous outfits deserve the spotlight. I’m not sure who designs these mouth-watering fashions, but I imagine they are fond of candy and Rainbow accessories. 10-10-10-ShaBam!
Now, you may recognize the zest emperor above from a few my previous posts. His name is Qaadir and he is a Youtuber. I just thought it would be a good idea to show you all the effect that certain creatures can have on people. It’s a dangerous world we live in. Take a peek.

When Clifford said you can have whatever you like, he meant that shit. During one of his performances he decided to wipe his T.I.P. off with a shirt and give it to a fan…that’s just unsanitary. Passing out a cloth that is bound to have spots of pre-ejeculate, loose pubes, and Tiny’s saliva residue — I’d prefer a Paper Trail poster, thanks.
Spotted @ Necole Bitchington.

Madame Tussaud’s recently revealed their new wax figure of Barack Obama to the UK. I would have preferred a Michelle Obama sculpture standing next to this one, instead of those pretty lilies that are currently surrounding it, but everyone needs to get their piece.
My television damn near turned itself off and walked the hell up out of my house last night, during the premiere of America’s Best Dance Crew. The show was pretty impressive overall, but when Lil’ Mammy witnessed a crew of body-bending Brooklynites take the stage, she got a little too emotional for my taste. I’m not sure if her tears were real or if she was reaching out to WorldStarHipHop.com for some shine this week, but it was a mess. Besides, I still think Lil Mama is secretly Bow Wow in drag, so this shit does not help.

They said she was going to be ignored and replaced; that she would never have the opportunity to sing for Obama’s inauguration. They were wrong.
Grammys are nice. Golden Globe and Oscar nominations aren’t bad, either. But singing the first song for the president and first lady on inauguration night? Priceless.
According to Variety, that honor will belong to none other than Beyoncé on Tuesday night at the “Neighborhood Ball.” When President Barack Obama and First Lady Michelle Obama make their first stop of the evening at the Washington Convention Center, B will serenade them with an as-yet-unannounced song for the traditional first dance. (Given the president-elect’s use of several classic Motown numbers during the course of the election, we’re guessing that the tune will be a well-known Motor City hit.) [ source ]
Now you all should know that with the power of Creole jinxies and Matthew Knowles on your side, nothing is impossible. Hell, Bey-Bey may just fly into the heavens and rearrange the stars to spell “CHANGE” upon completing her song. Don’t underestimate that power.
Rappers with strange names always give me a much needed chuckle. Normally, I would not post these types of videos (their lack of relevance explains why), but these goons are from my city. I’ve been hearing this song at every block party, club, and Checkers parking lot for months now. Well, for some odd reason I felt obligated to do this one for Miami…and I don’t even like it here. Watch what you can, my friends.