I know, like really late and everything but Rolling Papers is the name of Domo Genesis's mixtape and even though I've only heard about 4 songs from there, I respect that nigga more than I do Wiz and this actually pisses me off. I will still get crunk when Taylor Gang comes on, but I don't like Wiz anymore. I never particularly liked him because he's like a pancake, but yeah. I can't decide if he has that Waka swag or that old Snoop swag because I see him as something of a cross between the two. Get your shit together.
Wednesday
Sunday
Is This Real?
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Labels: facebook, Justin Bieber, music artists, Rihanna
Saturday
My Thoughts on What I Been Thinking
There is a segment on a radio station with that title. So silly. (:
Anyways, while my family was in the car, my mom and my sister were discussing the Grammys. My mom was explaining how she thought it was ridiculous that people praise the inordinateness that is Lady Gaga but apparently, Cee Lo Green's ensemble was comparable to Gaga's typical attire and people mocked him (allegedly...these were just her thoughts).
I have yet to watch the Grammys (maybe this weekend) but I could definitely relate to the point my mom was making. The media/people get fixated on liking one person or one type of "strange." The media is entirely unfair and in turn, success in entertainment seems plain old sporadic. We have heard tons of stories about astounding artists who were turned down earlier in their career, but everyone doesn't have the success that they later have. For example, my favorite, Lupe Fiasco, is entirely underrated without reason. As far as rapping, I think he is on Kanye West's level of genius and plenty of Lu-knowing fans, bloggers, and artists agree. Why can the media only accept one or few types of abnormal? There is virtually nothing you can do to ensure acceptance and success in entertainment. Everyone knows a story about someone who is pure genius but no one knows. This is just annoying and I'm disappointed.
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Labels: music artists, society, tele, the media, Wasalu Muhammad Jaco
Thursday
Sean Paul, just stop.
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Labels: Beyonce, music, music artists, music videos
Sunday
I Suck it So Gooood
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Labels: FNF Magazine, music, music artists, stupidity, YouTube
Thursday
Shamrock Farms
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Labels: music, music artists, prince, YouTube
Wednesday
My, Sir. What a Large Stomach You Have
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Labels: music artists
Saturday
You the Breast!
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Labels: Kanye West, music artists, tele, YouTube
Boobage via Links
MTV Diary of...N.E.R.D. Anybody else mesmorized by the boobs at 0:40? Peeeeeep.
Rih Rih, I was not aware that we were still paying tribute to mj. Them socks are so unnecessary, just like your performance.
Kelis has decided to actually start distributing real music. Oh, and more boobs at 2:11. Great boobs, by the way. But did you see that madness she was seen wearing?
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Labels: MJ, music artists, Rihanna, tele
Monday
I put my tongue like this, you cum in 5 seconds.
Lol I will never forget him saying that to me. I felt so violated but I must admit after all the dumbo weirdo freakazoid things Braids said & did & SHOWED on Thursday night, I did feel a little tinglay in the clitorial region when he said his mouth was watering cuz he wanna eat mee. I wouldn't let him even if I could but, ahhh. (: That's the sexiest thing ever. Anyways, did anyone see Jennifer Lopez on SNL? Omgg BOTH her damn performances SUCKED. I have a musical ear, but normally just for instrumental/intonation mistakes or mishaps. And my ear is very open to different kinds of vocals n shit. And although I never heard the songs she performed, I could just tell her vocals was FUCKED UP. She sounded horrible, her voice cracked MULTIPLE times, and it was the only thing that didn't blend with her back-up artists and band. Maybe it's because I always back it up for the band, but I find it very unlikely that that many people messed up continuously. It was just her. I'm sorry J. Lo, stick to the Mommy/Wife thing now I guess? Fail.
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Labels: fuckery, music artists, sex, snl, tele
Tuesday
Damn the kitty cat's tired...
says LL Cool J.
Okay now that i got you wet, let's dry that on up and watch the Neighbors Know My Name video. So I knew about this song since the summer, when Trey dropped the title in this blog interview...idr specifics but I remember him saying it was gonna be a song on the album. Mind you I've been heavy humping Trey's weenie since early summer, when I heard the Anticipation mixtape. He just was so amateur before that. Now he is strictly on his grown R. Kelly shit. I don't give a damn how much people say he sounds like R. Kelly nowadays either, it is the truth so that's that. Anyways, I bought the Ready album the week it came out. Just to let you know how heavy I am humping Trey, I don't buy albums like that at-fucking-all. First of all, I have to respect all aspects of the artist to give them my dinero. Like personal life, musical content, morality, all that shit is taken into consideration when I'm handing out what is ahem ahem "due" to the artist. So on top of that, I got the shit the week it motherfucking came out. I don't be buyin A DAMN THANG on its debut week. I just pre-order my Lupe payables, and unless Mint Condition or Silk or a decent Keith Sweat come-back is due, fuck I'm rushin to get an album for? So yeah...and Ready was on heavy rotation after I got it. Now because of the fucking graaaandness of both Anticipation and Ready, when this nigga releases videos, I am expecting nothing-thefuck-less but the latter is what I receive. Okay Invented Sex had that super hot girl in it, but it was really not great. I mean Trey if you gonna give us a sex tape, go all out and give us the damn sex tape. I can almost guarantee that no one will complain. But that whole teasing shit, that is ruining the song for me because when I play it, I am having full out sex in my head. But you giving an amateur pre-sex porno with the song does not do a damn thing for me. & as for this new video, idk what I can say about it. I don't really like red darling. Maybe you should just stick to the R. Kelly moo-sack. The end.
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Labels: music, music artists, sex, trey songz, YouTube
Wednesday
GIFt of the Week.
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Labels: Beyonce, GIFt of the week, music, music artists
GIFt of the Week.
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Labels: GIFt of the week, music artists
How are you an Outcast?
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Labels: entertainment, music, music artists
Sunday
Fleece Vests & Long Underwear
My stister & I were recreating this commercial that we heard on the radio. It's filarious and we hear it a lot so we always recite the words..it's like re-doing that nelly song hot in herre. Anyways, I was trying to do the guy's voice but he's way low. It was tough and I was concentrating really hard but my stister had to direct me and I'm really giggly. (=
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Labels: entertainment, music artists, ohana means family..., YouTube
aura:
Isn't Sheila E just stunning. Especially when she's playing...I, for one, look like I'm constipated when I'm playing sax. Well I haven't looked at myself while playing since...marching band days. *Sigh
That's the cover of Sex Cymbal, if you can't read.
That's how I'd want my future wife to look at 51. We'd have a great sex life. Ummm who said that?
I was trying to make the top of my blog not so down...but i think that was a fail lol.
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Labels: music artists
Friday
"Milk Dee's gon-na pull the skirt...
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Labels: music, music artists, school
Thursday
You got a man? Or is you _
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Labels: music artists, Snoop Dogg, trey songz, Wasalu Muhammad Jaco
Saturday
Have you heard? Obama is asking moms to return to school.
Now, to relevant things.
I forever loved this song, filarious shit.
Blah blah blah, let's talk about my slow ass dumb-people classes.
Chemistry I Honors-Okay so it's not dumb or anything but shit me if it's not hard. It's okay though, with all the extra credit and shat, I should do as well as I wanna. My teacher is so fantastic, she’s always telling us about her life and stuff and she’s a lunatic. She teaches hard shit really well and she uses analogies that MAKE SENSE and can actually help you understand the real poop. & She relates to use and recognizes that some things are difficult and takes that all into consideration, even though she’s been studying this stuff for over 40 years. She’s like a little over middle aged and she’s so much fun…kind of admirable, and she has her PhD and stuff. Her class is always a lot of fun and then I have her twice a week for neuroscience too, and that crap is dense as shit and she makes it easy peasy. She tells us to call her by her first name…and she’s actually best friends with my history teacher, who is my bff. OH and the fantasticnessness never ends: she always has fruit in her class and when we meet in the mortings she has hot chocolate for us. She makes my stress level disappear. I talked to her last year about biopsychology and college and stuff, and then she organized the whole Women in Engineering trip that I was chosen to go to (because of those bomb ass science grades beeeetch), so I was semi-familiar with her and her awesomeness before this, but having her as a teacher is so much more jizzful…I didn’t think that would occur though, because she used to just teach the more advanced chemistry classes (II & III & AP) and bio-nutrition and I was not planning on taking those. But now that we only have one concentrated chem teacher, she teaches all the chem classes so that’s a huge YAAAAAY for everyone taking chem this year. Everybody who had Ms. Chong last year: you were dumb for not taking bio. End of story.
HAVE YOU HEARD Demi Lovato’s Every Time You Lie! Fantastic, just like her voice. I feel like if there was a modern-day Jackson 5, they would sing songs like that & that’s the first thing I thought of when I heard it. Listeeeeen!
Ain't nothin to a pimp girl, play with ya G...spot.
So I have shat to do & thangs so I’ll finish my classes and everything else later. I just felt like I was being neglectful.
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Labels: celebritays, interweb, Kanye West, music artists, school



