The song is the Rick Ross and Future-assisted “U.O.E.N.O.” And the song would be perfect if it wasn’t for this one Ross line:
“Put molly all in her champagne, she ain’t even know, took her home and I enjoy that, she ain’t even know it.”
As an artist, Bey has the right to make any kind of song she wants, even if it clashes with some of her themes of the past. There's nothing wrong with Bey being a feminist in real life, while throwing some shade using her musical persona.
Face it, Kanye West is comfortable. And I’m not sure if comfort is a good space for Kanye. Like MJ, and most of the other greats, he needs adversity to be pushed to his creative limit.
The first black quarterback to play in a Super Bowl was Doug Williams.
The year was 1988, and it was Super Bowl XXII. The game was a blowout: Washington Redskins 42, Denver Broncos 10.
Williams, who was the starting QB for the Redskins, scorched John Elway and his Broncos, ...
There's a fraction of the streets that are not feeling Ross and, if you count last night, a fraction of that fraction wants him dead. All because Ross isn't a real gangsta.
I'm in an interesting spot here. I'm the only person who I know who looks and acts like me — dark, breathtakingly handsome, with a touch of street cred — who enjoys the show.
Earlier today, I read a blog from a veteran Chi town journalist named Edward McClelland. The central idea of the piece was that the writer had issues in buying the new Chief Keef record, Finally Rich, which is the 17-year-old’s debut LP, considering the Newtown shootings.
Essentially, for both Kanye and Taylor, the break up business has been good business — especially if we know the counterpart. And in the end, the listener ends up winning.
Times are changing, folks, and with the opening of the Barclays Center we might be seeing the beginning of a new reign, or at the very least, a Sugar Ray Leonard/Tommy Hearns type of rivalry.
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