MC Lyte [middle] and Queen Latifah [2nd from right] get no love for being some of the greatest rappers alive.
This one will be brief because I am incredibly tired from attacking the rack, getting at these weights so this Overweight Lover will be a middleweight lover. I do it for you ladies, rest assured. Getting that sexy up. Because let's face it, we've been putting the sexy onus on the fairer sex for too long.
But at least in the music industry, we give them a break from all that, right? We definitely don't sacrifice talent, skill and ability for "talent," "skill" and "ability," do we? Of course, that's false. Proof positive: we put Eve in a skirt, thus the "Pitbull in a skirt" moniker [second thought, that was BRILLIANT, she kills every skirt they put her in. Mmmmm].
See how easily distracted we can get when dealing with the lady folk? Eve is one of the most talented LYRICISTS on the planet, but stick her with Gwen Stefani and there go the flash bulbs and contracts. I get it. The business, right? Everyone seems to forget that at her best, she's the best rhymer on the former [or current?] Ruff Ryders.
Lauryn went crazy, not because of accused dislike for white fans [that was so stupid, I couldn't believe I heard that...more on that later]. Lil' Kim was and is a beast on the mic and I wish I could ask B.I.G. for proof. But no doubt, these ladies would and could shut down any cypher you put them in.
So it's 2011. All these ladies are no longer "hot" in the streets. And unless you sell your "talent," you're not getting on if you have a double XX gene map. Sorry. Thank "Barbie" for that. I also refuse to recognize her because to me, she's a so so Wayne clone. I digress. The reason I'm not gonna gas this lady up is because A. you can watch these awesome YouTube joints, and she has a new mixtape and I'd rather listen to it NOW without having to describe how I'm losing my mind. So with no further ado, Rapsody. Black Girl Jedi. Jamla Army representer and the original Culture Over Everything brain trust... and yes. I named my blog after a girl. BUY her joints. Don't WALK. RUN. It gets the 5-star treatment!
And the mixtape is f**king dope, too. Sorry for cursing. It's that good.
Thank H.E.R. Now in Stores.
Wanna hear the new tape? Of course you do. Download the hotness, you dummies!!
Enjoy the heat! Scrunch face music!!
PEACE!!
-James O.K.
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