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Gwen Stefani paid her respects to the late civil rights pioneer Rosa Parks over the weekend, in Parks' home town of Detroit. During her concert Saturday (October 29) at the Palace of Auburn Hills, Stefani dedicated her socially conscious "Long Way To Go," from her solo album Love*Angel*Music*Baby, to Parks.
You wonder if her gang of little Asian women did any sort of special dance.
Previously:
Granted it's not news that Funkmaster Flex takes money to play records, but I figured some people would be interested in learning why Fiddy's songs are coming on some stations literally every 15 minutes.
Last week or maybe two weeks ago I brought you the story of how 50 Cent has been flying hip-hop DJs out to Las Vegas for free champagne and lap dances. Well, a while ago I was watching one of these dumbass car episodes of MTV Cribs in which the Funkmaster more or less reveals he takes payola from Fiddy.
Funky Flex was on there showing off some car customization dealership he owns (presumably, not on a radio DJ's salary) and some cars they had customized for celebrities. One of them was this red convertible he had designed for 50 Cent.
The car didn't really strike me as being all that special, but then Funky revealed that one of the passenger seats swiveled around for easy access to lap dances (seriously). Then (and here's the thing) Funker looked dead into the camera and said with a wink, I heard he's into that sort of thing.
According to an article in today's Post-Dispatch, the achievement gap between black and white students is finally beginning to close. Of course the bad news is that this has nothing to do with black kids actually getting smarter.
Sez the local fishwrap:
The gap in academic achievement between black and white students in the St. Louis area has decreased in the past five years, according to findings released Sunday of the first comprehensive study of school districts' efforts to reduce the gap - but only because the academic performance of white students dropped more than that of black students.
I'm not gonna lie, when I saw the headline I thought to myself, Alright, these little jigs are finally starting to get it together. But now that I think about it, I realize that nothing I've experienced in the past five years has suggested to me that this would be the case.
The city of St. Louis, which obviously doesn't have any money to spare, recently agreed to pay a group of 25 bums $80,000 to settle a lawsuit in which the city's police were accused of jailing them in order to clear downtown for the 4th of July weekend last year.
I guess technically it's illegal to throw people in jail for being bums, but what else are you going to do with them, especially on 4th of July weekend? The problem with the bums here in St. Louis is that none of them have any special skills.
In other cities, you can at least get them to dance for you or some shit. All the bums around here know how to do is stick their motherfucking hands out. Also, they stink and there's always the outside chance that they might attack you and you'd be left with no other choice but to kill one of them.
Per the terms of the agreement, the bums will split $30,000 (i.e $1,200 per bum). An additional $20,000 will go to pay for meals and other services for the homeless while the remaining amount will cover "legal fees," says the Associated Press.
I figure I'll take a bit of time here to wish all you dumbasses a happy Halloween (nullus). Any of you in the Redneck Ghetto area (yeah right) will notice a 6 foot 1 dude in a chipmunk suit. That's me.
Anyway, while we're on the subject of Halloween, it looks from here like your boy Game was so enthusiastic about the mask he was wearing at the mall that he refused to remove it, and the oinkos decided to arrest him. Tsk Tsk.
News Record sez:
"GREENSBORO — Popular rapper The Game might not end up doing his Christmas shopping at Four Seasons Town Centre this year.
The Los Angeles rapper, whose real name is Jayceon Taylor, was arrested Friday afternoon at the mall, hours before he was to perform at Lawrence Joel Veterans Memorial Coliseum in Winston-Salem.
Both he and a bodyguard were charged with disorderly conduct and resisting an officer, according to arrest warrants. Taylor, 25, was sprayed with pepper spray during the incident, Greensboro police said.
Taylor posted a $500 bond and was released from Guilford County jail about 9 p.m.
He had not performed as of press time Friday night, but coliseum staff reported he was in the building. The specifics of the incident were not entirely clear Friday, but police said the arrest stemmed from a confrontation that began when Taylor was asked to remove a Halloween mask he was wearing. According to the warrant, Taylor walked away from a police officer while being placed under arrest and said, “You ain’t gonna take me in".
Black Rob, The Black Rob Report (Bad Boy, 2005)
[Note that this review was written by WT Ribs from nastack.com and not Bol, hence the weird insistence on placing two spaces between sentences, among other things.]
I watched Black Rob on 106 and Park the other day performing "Whoa", and I gotta admit, that shit kind of got me excited (nullus). I had forgot how good that song was a couple years back. Well anyway, his legal troubles are behind him (supposedly), and he's got out a new album, still with Bad Boy. Lets get it:
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My buddy Crash the First is working as a janitor down at Redneck Ghetto High School, and the other day over Taco Bell he reported a seriously disturbing development: Juggaloism is actually increasing in the younger generation of Redneck Ghetto residence. This comes as a crushing shock to both him and I, being that we assumed after those clowns retards ICP dropped that one shitty album and then threatened to burn down Disneyland or whatever the general populace forgot about them. Apparently, this is untrue and the wicked virus of Juggaloism is still spreading and infecting our nation's youth.
The next day (one of like 8 in the whole semester that I've gone to school) by some twisted act of Jah I ended up walking through the freshman hall on my way to get some coffee, and I witnessed several horrors that confirmed Crash's intel. Not only were several of the freshmen wearing ICP related clothes and chanting ICP lyrics in their guttural freshman language, like half the lockers in the hall were plastered with "Juggalo Pryde" posters. I'm not suggesting that those lockers be marked and their occupants sent to internment camps where they're forced to listen to Long Live The Kane all day or some shit, but something definitely needs to be done. It's for the bebbies.
As anticlimactic as last night's little Nas and Jay-Z gayfest ended up being, this would've been bigger news anyway regardless. It sounds like The Source could be officially out of business as soon as next week.
I'm surprised we've yet to hear anything about this from Jay Smooth, who's obviously got some sort of personal issue with his brothers in semi-whiteness, Dave Mays and Ray Benzino.
To wit (via the New York Post):
The Source, the floundering bible of the hip-hop industry that has lost more than $11 million over the past four years, has failed to file state and federal income tax for two years and has skipped mailing issues of its magazine as its financial crisis has mounted, a lawsuit filed against it by its principal lender claims.
Top executives have written nearly $3 million in bad checks over the past nine months, the suit claims.
If that wasn't bad enough, their landlord has begun eviction proceedings and is giving them until Monday to clear the premises due to unpaid rent of $156,000. I mean, I imagine it's pretty difficult to run a magazine with no offices. This could be it.
If you're in NY, you might want to stand out in front of the building at 28 W. 23rd St. Monday morning and see about getting some free furniture, old-school style.
I swiped this from one of these unfortunate "hip-hop" sites, so it might be true or it might be complete and utter bullshit. But apparently, at tonight's "I Declare War" Powerhouse Concert, Jay is planning on going at not Cam'ron and Jim Jones, but 50 Cent and G-Unit.
Sez some young guy:
Anyway, I heard that Jay is going after 50 Cent - not Game, not Dame and not Jim and Camâron. Now, on top of this, rumor has it that Jay-Z will be joined by an all-star coalition of supporters (hint: enemies of 50 & G-Unit). Iâm not going to mention the names of the people that I heard are now down with Jay, but lets say that a lot of beef was squashed for this to happen - if its going down.
Which I took to mean that Jay might be bringing out Nas tonight to go at Fiddy. Because Nas and Jay have had beef for years and Nas and Fiddy have currently got some issues. Also, there were rumblings this summer about Nas wanting to sign with Def Jam and Jay wanting to do a song with Nas. Note that this scenario also works for Jay and Fat Joe, but seems less likely.
UPDATE: Yeah, it was Nas.
At what turned out to be more of a peace fest in the end, perhaps the biggest shock of the night at Jay-Z's "I Declare War" Concert in East Rutherford, NJ was when the megastar announced, "It's bigger than 'I declare war'. Let's go, Esco!"
The stunned crowd of thousands at the Continental Airlines Arena screamed in approval as Jay and his former nemesis Nas appeared onstage together, signifying that two of rap's biggest names had finally deaded their beef.
"A lot of nigg*s is makin' money and still f*ckin' mad at the world!" Nas said. "We savin' the East Coast with ya help."
Saving the East Coast, eh?
Not to participate in any kind of nerd poll, or admit to still playing video games as if this was 1995, but Morty posted one of these at The Book of Fitz and so I figured I should probably get in on the action, nullus.
BEST BASKETBALL GAME: NBA Jam, SNES. Basketball video games usually suck anyway, but the old NBA Jam was the shit. I spent an insane amount of time playing it back in the day. Double Dribble and Jordan vs. Bird for the NES were also great for their time.
BEST FOOTBALL GAME: Tecmo Bowl, NES. Madden's cool for what it is, and obviously it's got its own legion of nerds followers, but I'm surprised the Tecmo Bowl model of video game football pretty much died with the SNES and Sega Genesis. 'Tis unfortunate.
BEST BASEBALL GAME: Baseball Stars, NES. I won't generally mess around with baseball games, either, but this game for the NES was just incredible. It hade a make your own team option back before that was as common as syphillus
BEST HOCKEY GAME: Blades of Steel, NES. I never knew anyone who was sorry enough to own the generically named Ice Hockey back then, and I don't care enough about the sport to have tried any hockey games since.
BEST FIGHTING GAME: Soul Calibur, Dreamcast. This was ahead of its time when I got it back in 2001, which was like 2 years after it came out. It still plays better than anything from this current generation of fighting games and doesn't look especially worse.
BEST ADVENTURE GAME: Zelda: A Link to the Past, SNES. I picked this up recently and it seemed incredibly lame just like most Nintendo products, but nothing was coming close to seeing this back in 1992.
BEST TENNIS GAME: Virtua Tennis, Dreamcast. Tennis 2K2 might be better, but I never played it. The original was good enough though that I would play it until my hand felt like it was about to fall off, seriously.
BEST ARAB GAME: Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time, PS2. The fighting in this game is fucking teh ghey, but otherwise this game is the shit. Also, it's easy enough that I can pretend as if I'm really good at this shit, like that kid in The Wizard.
BEST RACING GAME: Burnout 3: Takedown, PS2. Again, I haven't played the most recent one, but I'm wondering how much there really was to improve. Rad Racer for the old NES deserves a mention, also.
BEST SKATING GAME: Tony Hawk's Pro Skater 2, Dreamcast. Fuck all these new games with story lines and Bam Margera and shit. This was really about as good as this series ever got.
BEST ROLE PLAYING GAME: Final Fantasy 7, PSOne. You would think that with today's technology they would've surpassed this by now, but no. If they ever release some sort of sequel, expect to see thousands of jobs lost and marriages broken up.
BEST SURVIVAL HORROR GAME: Resident Evil: Code Veronica, Dreamcast. I've heard that this newest one for Gamecube and PS2 is insanely good, but it may be a year before I can afford it. Until then, this is still the favorite.
BEST DODGEBALL GAME: Super Dodgeball, NES. Like River City Ransom, only with dodgeballs (actually volleyballs). Arguably, the best game ever.
Feel free to discuss.
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