Fabolous ft. Jeremih "Its My Time/All MyLadies"
Friday, May 29, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
Pitbull goes off!!
Some guy gets on stage and throws money in pitbull's face...he goes Tony Montana on his bitch ass!!
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
It came to me in a dream....
Alrighty then. So, as I listened to my iPod to go to sleep last night (i need a bigger one), Kanye's "Flashing Lights" came on, then all of a sudden, I had the perfect music video mapped out in my mind....
Listen to the song as you read if you want:
Intro: As the melody plays, you know, before the drums kick in, You see a girl standing in a living room facing the camera, but not looking into it, she's looking just passed it. There's blood splattered on her clothes, and red lights flasing. Concurrently, the operning credits fade in and out: "G.O.O.D/Roc-A-Fella Present" "A Def Jam Production" "Kanye West" "Dwele" and two actresses "in"...then as the actuall repetition of the words "flashing lights" are said on the record, the screen fades to black and the last opening credit "Flashing Lights" appears.
As the music and reptition of the song title continue to play, we fade into a long shot of a house on the beach, its sunny, people are out and about, camera zooms into an open door on a balcony, then onto kanye sitting on a bed (pause lol), he begins rapping the first verse as he looks directl towards the camera, behin him, a model in some sexy underwear is looking in the mirror checking herself out in vain, after the line "couture from the store's department" she turns and says something to Kanye, he turns and responds. Cut to random shots of things in the apartment and the party they were at the previous night, when the line "and the weather's so breezy" comes, cut back to a shot of Kanye's phone, it says "wifey calling" or w/e, cut to him on the balcony on the phone, then the model standing in the background, lip synchs the line "where are you yeezy ?", Kanye then turns back, then slowly turns his head forward towards the camera, then suddenly a flashbub goes off, as the line "I hate these niggas more than the nazis" plays, cut to a shot of Kanye throwing a glass at paparazzi hidden in the bushes below his balcony.
As chorus plays, cue shot of Kanye telling the model to pack up. Scenes of them packing and leaving interspersed with performance shots of Dwele singing the chorus. Chorus will play a second time with shots of a cab pulling up in front of a house, Kanye walks out of the cab and up to his beautiful home, he walks in. As the second verse starts, the scene starts as Kanye's gf rushes him holding a tabloid magazine with the photo taken at his beach house on the cover, they begin arguing, but you don't hear them, she begins to cry and storms off, he sits down on the couch in frustration, picks up the magazine then throws it in anger. His gf walks back in when the line about "the other side of the glass, in my memory's museum" plays. He gets up and tries to beg for forgiveness, but as the "hey mona lisa" line plays, she pulls out a gun, she pulls the trigger AS SOON as the last word of the last verse "Ceasar" plays, and in suddenly in slow motion, his body jerks bacK from the force of the gunshot, and you can see the blood spray out of his back (from the time she pulls out the gun to when his body flies back, they are standing face to face, and you can see their entire bodies in the shot). As the chorus plays out, cut to performance shot of Dwele standing and singing, with Kanye standing behind him vibing out to the music, simultaneously, we see shots of the gun dropping to the floor, the gf standing there in a sort of daze with an extreme close up on her face. The camera slowly backs away, when you see her from the waste up, we see the red flashing lights again (ala the opening scene of the vid), the camera should now have her full body in view as the closing instrumental begins to play.
During the closing instrumental, we see stills of what happened from the beginning, from the beach, the house, the model, phone call, paparazzi, flight home, cab ride to the house, the argument, but new scenes are introduced from the stills, one of her taking the gun out of her dresser drawer, and another of her calling the cops, then of her walking downstairs with the gun, back to stills of original scenes, kanye trying to apologize, her pulling out the gun, his body flying, his dead body laying on the couch, her blood splattered face. Then we cut to cops busting in and arresting her, all in slow motion, then walking her to the car, as we go outside, part of the instrumental where its just the strings and piano plays, the camera starts to back out and up in the sky until we get an overhead view of the entire scene. Its chaos, cop cars everywhere, nosey neighbors outside, then the screen fades to black, everything but the flashing lights of the cop cars are not seen anymore. The song ends with the red flashing lights being the only thing on screen, then they fade out.
That's the end of the video. Rated-R-Rockstar.
Listen to the song as you read if you want:
Intro: As the melody plays, you know, before the drums kick in, You see a girl standing in a living room facing the camera, but not looking into it, she's looking just passed it. There's blood splattered on her clothes, and red lights flasing. Concurrently, the operning credits fade in and out: "G.O.O.D/Roc-A-Fella Present" "A Def Jam Production" "Kanye West" "Dwele" and two actresses "in"...then as the actuall repetition of the words "flashing lights" are said on the record, the screen fades to black and the last opening credit "Flashing Lights" appears.
As the music and reptition of the song title continue to play, we fade into a long shot of a house on the beach, its sunny, people are out and about, camera zooms into an open door on a balcony, then onto kanye sitting on a bed (pause lol), he begins rapping the first verse as he looks directl towards the camera, behin him, a model in some sexy underwear is looking in the mirror checking herself out in vain, after the line "couture from the store's department" she turns and says something to Kanye, he turns and responds. Cut to random shots of things in the apartment and the party they were at the previous night, when the line "and the weather's so breezy" comes, cut back to a shot of Kanye's phone, it says "wifey calling" or w/e, cut to him on the balcony on the phone, then the model standing in the background, lip synchs the line "where are you yeezy ?", Kanye then turns back, then slowly turns his head forward towards the camera, then suddenly a flashbub goes off, as the line "I hate these niggas more than the nazis" plays, cut to a shot of Kanye throwing a glass at paparazzi hidden in the bushes below his balcony.
As chorus plays, cue shot of Kanye telling the model to pack up. Scenes of them packing and leaving interspersed with performance shots of Dwele singing the chorus. Chorus will play a second time with shots of a cab pulling up in front of a house, Kanye walks out of the cab and up to his beautiful home, he walks in. As the second verse starts, the scene starts as Kanye's gf rushes him holding a tabloid magazine with the photo taken at his beach house on the cover, they begin arguing, but you don't hear them, she begins to cry and storms off, he sits down on the couch in frustration, picks up the magazine then throws it in anger. His gf walks back in when the line about "the other side of the glass, in my memory's museum" plays. He gets up and tries to beg for forgiveness, but as the "hey mona lisa" line plays, she pulls out a gun, she pulls the trigger AS SOON as the last word of the last verse "Ceasar" plays, and in suddenly in slow motion, his body jerks bacK from the force of the gunshot, and you can see the blood spray out of his back (from the time she pulls out the gun to when his body flies back, they are standing face to face, and you can see their entire bodies in the shot). As the chorus plays out, cut to performance shot of Dwele standing and singing, with Kanye standing behind him vibing out to the music, simultaneously, we see shots of the gun dropping to the floor, the gf standing there in a sort of daze with an extreme close up on her face. The camera slowly backs away, when you see her from the waste up, we see the red flashing lights again (ala the opening scene of the vid), the camera should now have her full body in view as the closing instrumental begins to play.
During the closing instrumental, we see stills of what happened from the beginning, from the beach, the house, the model, phone call, paparazzi, flight home, cab ride to the house, the argument, but new scenes are introduced from the stills, one of her taking the gun out of her dresser drawer, and another of her calling the cops, then of her walking downstairs with the gun, back to stills of original scenes, kanye trying to apologize, her pulling out the gun, his body flying, his dead body laying on the couch, her blood splattered face. Then we cut to cops busting in and arresting her, all in slow motion, then walking her to the car, as we go outside, part of the instrumental where its just the strings and piano plays, the camera starts to back out and up in the sky until we get an overhead view of the entire scene. Its chaos, cop cars everywhere, nosey neighbors outside, then the screen fades to black, everything but the flashing lights of the cop cars are not seen anymore. The song ends with the red flashing lights being the only thing on screen, then they fade out.
That's the end of the video. Rated-R-Rockstar.
WOW!! The last song I ever wrote...it kinda sucks now...
Wow...well, I was on myspace, contemplating wether or not I should delete my own, I decided to look through the mini-blogs I had up there. Needless to say, most of them were some of the most ignorant shit I've ever written/said/thought, like I was on some real stupidity shit...but forgive me, I was 18 and jaded. Anywho...I came across the last song I ever wrote, and the only one I have left documented, enjoy bitches!!
Oh yeah...its really sub-par to what I can do now. Title: Last Real Woman Alive
verse 1:you probably heard it all b4 again and again/women complainin about findin themselves a real man/a real nigga, who does real sh1t/well im that nigga lookin 4 a girl 2 be real wit/walk the walk,fuck the talk cuz i live wat i speak/the epitomy of real..that means the realest is me/dont get it twisted in ya vision im the realest you'll see/just a handful of niggaz in the world are realer than me/but theres one thing that keeps me one step away from the pack/its that i dont have a real woman to watch my back/a real chick that'll hold it down for her soldier in life/damn when i had the chance i shoulda mde her my wife(y)/i let it get too far ahead to ever look back/since it hit the friendship level i knew shit was a wrap/dont take it personal its all good as i continue 2 strive/to hold it down wit the last real woman alive...INSERT HOOK HERE
verse2:definition of real;its when u live wat u spit/u choose not 2 follow the crowd or take peoples shit/u stick 2 the script,neva let a thing make u slip/shoot a swagger jacker down real quick,now thats real/plus u understand the definition of real hip-hop/u dont lean back like fat joe and make ya fingers pop/you by my side from the bottom 2 the way up top/now ya finger deserves that rock, now thats real/she dont bitch and moan,she might cook and clean/got a good head on her shoulders plus her walk is mean/and she drop it like its hot if u kno wat i mean/just playin, i dont mea 2 demean, now thats real/she love her man 2 death so she gets love back/she understands it if i dont say her name on the track/plus if a nigga slip, she put the kid back on track/in the bed, i would break her back, now thats real..INSERT HOOK HERE
verse 3:Now wat am i supposed 2 do when i want u in my world/how can i want u 4 myself whe ur already some1's girl(or not)/i guess ill see u next lifetime,thats wat erykah sed/pisses me off, cant get u outta my head/mo matter how much i try to think different thoughts instead/we all kno where those thoughts have lead/right back to ya/dont let the subtle hints on the track fool ya/i wish i was just like raw crack to ya/blow ya mind on some addiction shit/have u crawlin back to get more hits/like a fiend do/ so now i gotta do wat a thief do/steal ya heart and mind,im a romantic thief boo/my journey continues,now on i strive/to GET the last real woman alive/now THATS real!!
Oh yeah...its really sub-par to what I can do now. Title: Last Real Woman Alive
verse 1:you probably heard it all b4 again and again/women complainin about findin themselves a real man/a real nigga, who does real sh1t/well im that nigga lookin 4 a girl 2 be real wit/walk the walk,fuck the talk cuz i live wat i speak/the epitomy of real..that means the realest is me/dont get it twisted in ya vision im the realest you'll see/just a handful of niggaz in the world are realer than me/but theres one thing that keeps me one step away from the pack/its that i dont have a real woman to watch my back/a real chick that'll hold it down for her soldier in life/damn when i had the chance i shoulda mde her my wife(y)/i let it get too far ahead to ever look back/since it hit the friendship level i knew shit was a wrap/dont take it personal its all good as i continue 2 strive/to hold it down wit the last real woman alive...INSERT HOOK HERE
verse2:definition of real;its when u live wat u spit/u choose not 2 follow the crowd or take peoples shit/u stick 2 the script,neva let a thing make u slip/shoot a swagger jacker down real quick,now thats real/plus u understand the definition of real hip-hop/u dont lean back like fat joe and make ya fingers pop/you by my side from the bottom 2 the way up top/now ya finger deserves that rock, now thats real/she dont bitch and moan,she might cook and clean/got a good head on her shoulders plus her walk is mean/and she drop it like its hot if u kno wat i mean/just playin, i dont mea 2 demean, now thats real/she love her man 2 death so she gets love back/she understands it if i dont say her name on the track/plus if a nigga slip, she put the kid back on track/in the bed, i would break her back, now thats real..INSERT HOOK HERE
verse 3:Now wat am i supposed 2 do when i want u in my world/how can i want u 4 myself whe ur already some1's girl(or not)/i guess ill see u next lifetime,thats wat erykah sed/pisses me off, cant get u outta my head/mo matter how much i try to think different thoughts instead/we all kno where those thoughts have lead/right back to ya/dont let the subtle hints on the track fool ya/i wish i was just like raw crack to ya/blow ya mind on some addiction shit/have u crawlin back to get more hits/like a fiend do/ so now i gotta do wat a thief do/steal ya heart and mind,im a romantic thief boo/my journey continues,now on i strive/to GET the last real woman alive/now THATS real!!
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Swizz Beats vid..love this song!
Newest Swizzy vid..its a couple weeks old, but who cares, CLUB BANGER!!
"When I Step In The Club"--Swizz Beats
"When I Step In The Club"--Swizz Beats
The Incomparable, Skateboard P speaks on Clipse, Cam, Neptunes and N.E.R.D....
YOU GOT ANOTHER ONE PHAREEELLL, they call him that cuz he's the truth...
Video from XXL...sorry, there was no embedding code..sucks, don't it ?
http://www.xxlmag.com/online/?p=46333
Video from XXL...sorry, there was no embedding code..sucks, don't it ?
http://www.xxlmag.com/online/?p=46333
All my bowtie fanatics..we can fux with this...
We all know, I loves my bowties, always have, always will...anyway, we can all get a little more dapper don whenever we step out if we cop some heat from this site:
http://www.neckstuesday.com/FINE_BOW_TIES/HOME.html
They have wool, tweed etc. and make bowties in three distinctive shapes. They aren't really ones you have to tie, well some of them are, but they are definitely fly. So if you have the swag of Three Stacks, or me, I advise you to invest.
Yours Truly, The Rated R Rockstar.
http://www.neckstuesday.com/FINE_BOW_TIES/HOME.html
They have wool, tweed etc. and make bowties in three distinctive shapes. They aren't really ones you have to tie, well some of them are, but they are definitely fly. So if you have the swag of Three Stacks, or me, I advise you to invest.
Yours Truly, The Rated R Rockstar.
Ladies...got more for you to drool for...
I ain't talking about food or dudes, eff that. Its almost summer, and i know some of ya'll are getting it right and tight in the gym for that beach bod, so here's another brand you should fux with on the deep sea tip mama.
Insight Swimwear....all products I endorse are by way of Karmaloop. All you beach bunnies WILL be breaking necks in these fine pieces...if you got the body to pull it off that is...
Ladies, keep the rays out of those beautiful ollos.
Now, last time I posted some heat from Dragon Eyewear..well, here's some shit aimed directly towards all my lovely ladies out there.
Lucre Eyewear for you sultry harlots...peep their entire collection, I'd bag if I saw you in these.
Ladies, I got some heat for ya'll too baby!!
I haven't really posted anything the ladies could fux with..you know I love ya'll, so I bring you some flame ass jewels
Steve Shein Collection on Karmaloop...peep all his pieces, I would def bag if I saw you rocking his shit.
IF I DON'T DO NUTHIN' IMA BALL...
You a duffle bag boy ? Can't afford Louis V ? Well peep this dope ass duffle bag.
Incase The EO Collection Duffle Bag
New ????? Joint...Silly Boy
This is the new Rihanna song, I will definitely be playing this next time I DJ.
DISCLAIMER:This has been confirmed to NOT be Lady GaGa on the song.
EDIT: Rihanna has made it clear that it isn't her either...WTF ?!?
DISCLAIMER:This has been confirmed to NOT be Lady GaGa on the song.
EDIT: Rihanna has made it clear that it isn't her either...WTF ?!?
New Mos Def Video
Mos Def Video for "Casa Bey"....I've been anticipating his new album, now that Cam and MF Doom have blessed us with some new shit, he's basically the only one left on my list.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Peep these shades...two words, HOT FIRE!!
Looking for some hot shades ? Designs you'll see nobody else on campus rocking ? I bring to you Dragon Eyewear---by way of Karmaloop.com
They have some nice Lady Gaga-esque styles for all the ladies, and for all you Yeezy stans like me, they go hard. They're kinda pricey, ranging from 70 to 120 bucks, but these are an investment, have lots of replay value-next summer, summer after that, they'll alwas be fly. So do your thug-thizzle and keep your face looking good.
Honorable mention goes to Von Zipper, Claw Money, and Anon Sunglasses.
Keep it funky, Rated R Rockstar.
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