G.O.O.D. v. YMCMB

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So before I could wipe the sleep out of my eyes good this morning, Twitter was in a frenzy over a new Pusha T record. Pusha T, half of The Clips, now signed to Kanye West's G.O.O.D. Music label dropped a new track: Exodus 23:1. Now the biblical nerd in me immediately searched the verse to see what this track may or may not be about. The New Living Translation for Exodus 23:1 states:

“You must not pass along false rumors. You must not cooperate with evil people by lying on the witness stand.

The King James version translates:

“You shall not circulate a false report. Do not put your hand with the wicked to be an unrighteous witness.

I thought, who's passing along false rumors? Who's the liar? Who's cooperating with evildoers? Then before I could get to work, the word out was that he was low-key dissing Drake and Young Money, because of a line Drake said on the Amen track with Meek Mill:

“G.O.O.D ain’t good enough, and your hood ain’t hood enough” – Drake

Then Lil Wayne tweeted:

Fuk pusha t and anybody that love em

(Those are his typos and all) So, I listened to the track. The track itself is cool. It's not overwhelming or bad, it's just cool. But I couldn't help but pay attention to Pusha T's tone on the record. It's clear, he ain't feeling those Young Money cats. And so it begins, you already know, Weezy or Drake, or Tyga or whomever feels like it from YMCMB will respond. If I may, I'm putting my money on G.O.O.D., it's just undeniably more talent on that side. As Bernie Mac would ask, "Who you wit?"

Rose Gloom

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I was busy on Saturday. As usual, it is my only day to get everything done, and this Saturday was no different. I was however happy about two things. One, I was able to watch the first half of the Bulls opening playoff game, and two, it wasn't raining. Local weatherman, Stever Baskerville warned that Saturday was going to be a rainy and gloomy day. Little did Chicagoans know, the gloom was going to come on West Madison Street at the United Center around 3:00 p.m. Throughout the afternoon, I checked my tweets for scores and updates, then I saw fellow friend and tweeter, Taylor, who has dubbed herself "The Duchess of Deerfield" due to her undying love and affection for starting Bulls point guard Derrick Rose, tweet that he was hurt. I felt uneasy for a moment. Honestly, knowing Derrick wasn't 100%, I wasn't against the staff holding him in this series. While the 76'ers are a formidable team, the Bulls could beat them without Derrick. Save him for Boston or Atlanta I thought. God, how I wish that is what they decided. When word got out that Derrick suffered a season-ending torn ACL, I felt absolutely putrid. To say I was sick is an understatement. The melancholy really sat in on Sunday as I made my way to church and listened to the ESPN-1000 crew talk about the injury. It got real. I pondered over it, wondering why this affected me so. For some reason, Derrick has just affected people. I honestly expected no one outside of Chicago to even care. I saw a few Miami fans tweeting their laughs and crass remarks about how they were glad that he got hurt, which I think is reprehensible. You don't celebrate someone else's pain, but then again, I'm still trying to figure out how one becomes a Miami Heat fan. But I also saw numerous tweets from people all over, including celebrities, who were in shock and disbelief. My sickness over it centered around Derrick moreso than the team. It was like, how can something like this happen to someone like him? Rose, who represents what's right in the league and now this. This season has left quite a few teams battered and bruised, due to the condensed schedule. And to say the schedule has nothing to do with it, would just be an outright lie. Up unil this season, Rose played 280/286 games. Numbers don't lie. Stern's reluctance to acknowledge that is reason number 3, 456,799 why he should step down as the commissioner. The owner's bottom line took precedence over the health and well-being of the players. This was a mistake and should not be repeated. Now there are 3 players who won't be playing for the U.S. this summer, and how heartbreaking Rose is one of them. No, it's not the end of the world. After at least 6-9 months of rehabilitation, Rose will probably be driving the basket for the amazing circus shot and the And-1, but for right now, my emotions are as dreary as the spring weather outside

RAP BATTLE (THE PARODY)

Every once in a while, I discover something new on YouTube that is absolutely HILARIOUS! Thanks to my boy Steph on Twitter, I came across this little gem over the weekend. I hope these guys make it to television!

They pretty much summed up everything I have felt about rap battles over the past decade. How silly and unimaginative (hope that's a word) they've become. There are now four parts to this parody, and the last one has a surprise guest!

The Original Rap Battle Parody (Supa Hot v. B-Bone)


The Rap Battle Parody - Part 2 (Supa Hot v. Mute Spittah) <--this one was on all kinds of ignorant levels but boy was it funny!


The Rap Battle Parody - Part 3 (Supa Hot/Mute Spittah v. Chunk Dirty)


The Rap Battle Parody - Part 4 (Supa Hot v. Tremendous Repeat) - Can't believe they got such a big name in this one!


"But I am NOT a rapper!"

Thursday Throwback! De La Soul: Buddy

I was in grammar school when this song came out. I want to say at least fifth or sixth grade. My friends and I got a kick out of saying, "Ah meeny meeny meeny, say what?" Hey, we were kids, but this song is just one of those joints you can listen to and have fun with friends.




I must say, having female MC's on this track like Monie Love and Queen Latifah is nostalgic as hell. No shade to Miss Minaj, but back then, female hip-hop artists were really good. They had something to say, no gimmicks, and they didn't have to "over sexualize" themselves either.

A&M Sports Talk - Episode 1.1

This is just a quick post about my new sports blog, "A&M Sports Talk" that I do with my friend Andrea. We recorded 2 parts for the first podcast, and I do hope that you enjoy. We're just two homegrown Chicago girls giving in depth discussion about sports.

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Shoe Fetish - Kanye Edition

So, it is no secret I stan for a great pair of shoes. In the past, Giuseppe Zanotti has given me life with some of his designs. Beyonce made a pair absolutely famous a few years back. So, Kanye West who has forayed into the fashion industry, as if anyone could do it, has designed for the design house.

Zanotti has always given me shoes with an incredible ankle silhouette, but the shoes this season are all about color and fabric. Check them out!

The Infamous Kanye Heel!

SIDEBAR: That Kanye heel is $5800! I don't know about that one Mr. West!



The Zanotti Bejeweled Strappy Sandal



The Neon Colorblock Platform

Funk or F*ck!

Last night on TV One's Unsung, was the story of Sheila E. Let me just say, "I love her!" She is so badass, so talented and she broke so many barriers. It was nice to see her get her due for a change.

The episode was very revealing. She even got into her relationship with the Purple One. However, I got my life, when she talked about her first duet with Prince and how he got her to sing solo.

Next thing I know, that familiar baseline with the ridiculous 808 kicked in through my television, and I practically leapt off the couch. EROTIC CITY!!! I have loved this song since college. For some reason, this song was very popular in the late 90's early 00's when I was a college student. Well, since then I have kept this song in the repertoire.

They even discussed on Unsung, whether Prince actually cursed on the record. Did he say funk or f*ck? I hope it's the latter! That would be so Prince-like!

What do you think?

Mortal Conception???

Shakespeare said it best: "I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be buried in thy eyes..."

Now some people may wonder what that means. Truthfully, this is why I became a fan in high school. Shakespeare had a way of talking dirty without it sounding as though he were. He spoke fondly of a woman bringing him to orgasm. In all of my musings, silly me, I always assumed this meant the man had to be alive, breathing and in full use of his body.

My grandmother always told me that you can learn something new everyday. Over the holiday period, a woman by the name of Felicity Maramaduke, 38 years-old mortuary worker became pregant by a corpse that she was working on!!!

According to reports, she was bathing the corpse when the body became erect. A post mortem erection as it is called. She climbed on top and had sex with the body, at which time. she confessed to Lexington Missouri police, the body ejaculated. Several months later, she discovered she was pregnant. After explaining to her doctor how she became pregnant, he alerted the authorities and Marmaduke was held on $250,000 bond.

From further research, I found out that when a person dies, it takes a while for the body to lose all bodily functions. Corpses are known to cry, urinate, ejaculate, etc. until that part of the body fully shuts down.

Now, you would think that would be enough. Apparently no. This chick is suing the estate for child support!