Man, miss me with the fake Jay and B quotes already. Headlines. Some of you sites will do anything for attention and traffic. You really believed B would speak to Star magazine? Tuck your tabloid in. And why would Hov need to write a letter to his daughter? Bitch please. He wrote a song! It's called "Glory" and it's pretty fuckin' revealing. He went on the record (double entendre) but you still don't get it. You may hear baby Blue's first cries but no you don't know her height, weight or what she looks like. And no you ain't gettin' a flick, fool. Can new parents get some privacy? Even if they are celebrities. Sheesh! Who raised you animals? Party at the 40/40. Paps outside. Rushin' the velvet rope. Don't trip over your integrity.
You Played Yourself
Put us here if you like. The RR store stays open 24/7. SOPA? Yeah we Showcase Our Product Always. And we're gonna continue straight ahead til somebody up there turns out the lights. Start from scratch? I'm not afraid.
Saturday, August 22 2009 8:54 AM EST | Posted by: YN | Posted in: Focus
This was uploaded on YouTube today. Apparently, it’s from a born day bash for DTP’s Chaka Zulu back in 1998. The freshly reunited Brand Nubian were a month away from droppin’ their Foundation but that didn’t stop them from doin’ a joint off the classic first album. One for all!
Saturday, August 22 2009 8:52 AM EST | Posted by: YN | Posted in: Blog, Focus
This was uploaded on YouTube today. Apparently, it’s from a born day bash for DTP’s Chaka Zulu back in 1998. The freshly reunited Brand Nubian were a month away from droppin’ their Foundation but that didn’t stop them from doin’ a joint off the classic first album. One for all!
Saturday, August 22 2009 8:34 AM EST | Posted by: YN | Posted in: Blog, R&B
I thought ole girl retired and was Dancing With The Stars. Truth be told, I ain’t rocked with a Mya joint since her days with Jigga and Silkk. But the trillest guy in rap is attached so I gotta recognize. I support Bun in anything he does. Ha!
Second Thought: *Dead at the commercial at the end. Don’t sweat it, baby girl. Your music career is dunaway like Faye.
Saturday, August 22 2009 8:34 AM EST | Posted by: YN | Posted in: R&B
I thought ole girl retired and was Dancing With The Stars. Truth be told, I ain’t rocked with a Mya joint since her days with Jigga and Silkk. But the trillest guy in rap is attached so I gotta recognize. I support Bun in anything he does. Ha!
Second Thought: *Dead at the commercial at the end. Don’t sweat it, baby girl. Your music career is dunaway like Faye.
Saturday, August 22 2009 5:41 AM EST | Posted by: YN | Posted in: Random Tracks
Another post. Another Chris Wallace sample. Guess rollin’ with Mr. Combs provides some privileges. Hey, is it just me but if you close your eyes, doesn’t dude sound a lil’ like Obie Trice? Matter of fact, where’s Obie Trice? Screw Em’s release date, I got some real important questions for my Jewish partner the next time I see him. Ha!
Saturday, August 22 2009 5:20 AM EST | Posted by: YN | Posted in: Music
Uh oh, this joint leaked from Clinton Sparks stash today and he’s not a happy camper. It’s not called “Pack The Gat” (despite what the B.I.G. lyric says), he produced it and the final version will feature Paul Wall.
Saturday, August 22 2009 5:03 AM EST | Posted by: YN | Posted in: Blog, Focus
Here’s a pretty long interview for you computer keyboard-strokin’ jerk-offs with the eye candy of the moment. Watch the Dominican damsel discuss her ballet-dancing past, struggles with anorexia, and, oh yes, her boob job. The more I look at this chick with the ass as thick as her accent, the more she looks like Cassie’s slutty Spanish cousin. Ha!