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Your Daily Tang Multivitamin / Say Something Nice Challenge

Posted by Fresh on December 9, 2009

If you have been keeping thoughts of Raz B on your mind and don’t have LOGO in your cable package consider yourself in fucking luck. Chris Stokes may have taken the his money [and manhood depending on who you ask] but nothing can detour this zestlemen from trying his hand at a singing career. He got that ambition baby, look in his eyes. Right after you check your glucose levels.

Set in a dank back room down at the YMCA, Raz lets his raw emotion trickle out on the dance floor before performing a lazy Michael Jackson tribute for a group of uninterested friends. Blame Deezy for sharing this week this class.

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. . . And On The Fifth Day, They Named Her Lola

Posted by J. Cooper on October 7, 2009

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Sasha Fierce
Princess Super C
Miss Keri Baby

These nicknames are synonymous with famous females who have chosen to embrace their more edgy, aggressive persona and give them names. And although this practice has been done many times before, our very own Puerto Rican princess and Living Color Fly Girl from around the way, Jennifer Lopez, have decided to embrace this trend. Teaming up with Pitbull on vocals and the Neptunes on the music, Jennifer has released a new track entitled “Fresh Out The Oven.” Giving us directions like “bounce your knees back” and the ilk, it appears she wants us to consume what Lola is cooking.

If this is what the oven was baking, she needs to throw this in the trash. Hit up Concrete Loop to take a listen!

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Star Tracks: Ciara Heads To The Studio

Posted by Fresh on October 1, 2009

ciara studio Star Tracks: Ciara Heads To The Studio

If you were in need of any more proof that Ciara is the secret spawn of Wanda Sykes look no further! According to Rap-Up she has been  recording her new album in Los Angeles with The Dream and his songwriting partner Christopher “Tricky” Stewart. And all this time I just thought she was only playing second fiddle to Kim Kardashian. Girl, you know how to multitask and things!

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Quick Flicks: Ciara Out Shopping

Posted by J. Cooper on September 22, 2009

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Black pants, black top, black weave. ALL BLACK EVERYTHING.

Our favorite LA transplant from the ATL stepped out to do a little shopping at the MAC store. Given that her latest effort only sold 200,000 copies [GIVE UNCLE CICI A BREAK], Ciara seems to garner attention in other ways, by tweeting and going shopping constantly in paparazzi hangouts. But I’m glad that she was finally able to buy some high quality makeup. Her five o’clock shadow always had a nasty habit of showing itself at the most inopportune times.

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Quick Flicks: Mya Out & About In West Hollywood

Posted by J. Cooper on August 27, 2009

mya1 Quick Flicks: Mya Out & About In West Hollywood

After being given her little paycheck on Dancing With the Stars, Mya has decided to use her money in the most financially wise way possible for a D-Lister: A night of fame whoring in West Hollywood. Being “protected” by her gang of weirdos, Mya played coy and made sure everyone saw her in her blue luminous dress. I bet she wishes it was 1998 again. JUST TRAGIC.

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Crunk Candids: Ciara In New York City

Posted by Fresh on August 5, 2009

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After participating in The 2nd Annual Staples / Do Something 101 National School Supply Drive hours earlier Uncle Ciara slicked down her wig as best as she could and hit a private party hosted by Willona Woods in New York City on Tuesday night. Yes, for the low price as dinner for two at Applebee’s you too can look Wanda Sykes in the late 90s.

I’m not certain that the young zestlemen in the back approves of her new knee cap wig or not but his delicately placed hand is sending shock waves through my soul. Justin Suarez game proper.

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Come And Get Your Cousins Out The Studio Please: Ron Artest’s MJ Tribute Song

Posted by Fresh on July 29, 2009

ron jay Come And Get Your Cousins Out The Studio Please: Ron Artests MJ Tribute Song

Most NBA fans know that Ron Artest isn’t the brightest bulb in the tanning bed* so his soul stirring tribute song to Michael Jackson is just what one would expect for him to cook up in the studio. It  still doesn’t stop the shit from being all types of wrong though.

Yo, on some real shit, Michael, Michael, Michael, you my nigga. I know a thug would cry for you, my dude. Aint no R&B singer really ever made me cry. Makes me wanna meet you, touch your hand. Ya know?

Now I’m mad, real mad, Joe Jackson. Shame on all of you from holding out on this here king fuckery! Listen, I have been guilty of encouraging the kids who had the same teacher all day long in high school to participate in freestyle battles [Whaddup Drake?]  Eli Porter style but that’s all behind me now. This my friend is another act of God entirely and should not be compared. Take a listen for yourself under the hood.

* One free pair of House of Dereon ass pads for the first person to tell me what movie I swiped that from. Hint: Michael, Michael, Michael Cera, you my nigga!

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