– After all the posturing and jive talk, Jim Jones & Co. took home the Band Of Ballers Crown for the second straight year. Best part is nobody was tased like in Philly. So much for all Black functions ending in violence.

– Is this the cover of the most anticipated Rap album of the year?

– Back like it never left The Boondocks (& Uncle Ruckus) had the internet going nuts with their antics.

– This Just In: Kobe Bryant Is Not Gay. Wish we could say the same about the first round of the NBA playoffs. Read the rest of this entry »

I was in the Lo outlet the other day, scooping up a few tees for the temperature transition and heard this one come on. “WTF they doing playing Spitta through the speakers in Polo?” Then Alice Deejay’s lead vocalist came on singing. I smiled and rapped along. Read the rest of this entry »

The gratuitous violence depicted in this clip is EXACTLY how you will feel after hearing The eXXecution. It makes you just want to grab a wack rapper and strangle the sh*t outta of them. “How dare you ruin Hip-Hop with your flamboyant commercial garbage!” And don’t let go of your deathgrip until the vulture is circling their carcass. Read the rest of this entry »

It’s honestly been a while since a pair of AF1′s caught my eye. I’m still a staunch lover of the kicks but actually wearing them is a different story because of the lack of good color schemes being released. That said, the appeal of the two pictured here may be that they both rely on colorways and materials previously used. Read the rest of this entry »

I can’t be the only one who openly admits to enjoying Gaga. Her music. Her antics. Her assets. Specifically, her music. Played out as they’ve become, the Fame Monster‘s barrage of legitimate hits have some of the best overall production in mainstream music. So, when it comes to debut tunes from this new millennium Material Girl, I typically slide into that small window of allotted listening time before those once-beloved beats becomes wrist-slitting serenades. Read the rest of this entry »

As he finally prepares to release his debut long-player, Stat Quo drops off 2010 as a refresher for those who forgot who he is. Statlanta hits stores on June 22nd and Stat’s in the studio with Dre (seriously) putting on the finishing touches. Until then, enjoy. Read the rest of this entry »

Dallas’ B. Hardy takes Gudda Gudda’s “I Don’t Like The Look” beat and leaves an undeniable impression on the track. Not to be confused with styles commonly associated with Texas, Hardy drops off laughable line after line, rhyming @ an upbeat pace that will leave your ears trying to catch up. Off his upcoming Throwaway Rhymes 7 mixtape, dropping on May 24th. Read the rest of this entry »

Meisha

Dear Mama: 15 Mother’s Day Videos [Billboard]

Woman Bedbound For 6 Months By Huge Breasts [The Sun]

Every Magazine Your Girlfriend Ever Read [TRU]

Alabama Man Awarded $1,000,000 for Perfection [2KSports]

40,000 Sex Workers Will Flood South Africa for the World Cup [Gawker] Read the rest of this entry »

Cleveland is a city that lives and dies (mainly dies) by its professional sporting teams. It’s so bad that instead of having banners to hang their hats on, they have losses. Heartbreaking losses & signature plays to be more specific. Say The Catch, Red Right 88, The Drive, The Shot, The Fumble or Edger Renteria’s extra inning hit & nothing more needs to be said. The only thing more frustrating than these epic plays is that Cleveland teams are always on the verge of success when they occur. It’s one thing to never even sniff success, but it’s something entirely different to have it snatched from you grasp over & over again.

This season, the hopes of Northeast Ohio rest on the shoulders & elbow of LeBron James. His sore elbow, which unless you’ve been living under a rock, has been the talk of the media over the past week and a half. While test results have come back negative, on look at James’ last game against the Celtics will show something is bothering him.  Be it mental, physical, fatigue or some combination of all these factors, the public wants to know what’s going on.

Thanks to the marvelous powers of Twitter, we can get information straight from the horse’s elbow’s mouth.  Striking a balance between informative tidbits & entertaining quips, 11 days & 6,608 followers later, LeBron’s elbow is in the process of taking Twitter by storm. Below I’ve provided a sampler on the genius that is Lebron’s Elbow.

The only question that remains is whether this year will be remembered as The Elbow if the Cavs do happen to lose.

April 27th 10:56pm

With these unassuming words of encouragement LeBron’s most famous appendage made his voice heard for the first time. Little did we know the comedic gold that would be shortly following.

April 27th 10:59pm

Obviously not his first time at the rodeo, LeBron’s Elbow is well versed in post doctor’s visit procedures.

April 28th 4:06pm

With MRI results coming back negative, it was time for a confession. I’ll have to remember this home remedy come late August when the pollen count rises.

April 30th 1:20pm

My personal fave & the one that initially led me down the rabbit hole.

May 1st 3:04pm

This explains a lot about Big Baby. A lot. Someone in Bristol needs to get this guy a segment on NBA Shootaround.

May 1st 8:30pm

Didn’t we all buddy, didn’t we all.  Hindsight being 20/20, we probably would’ve been better with game one going into quadruple overtime.

May 2nd 2:04pm

Understandably miffed for not being mentioned at all, this omission could be proverbial straw that breaks the Cavs back (& season).

May 3rd 7:59pm

Don’t blame game two on the ‘bow. He’s just a perturbed as Cavalier fans.

May 5th 5:38am

Can you really blame the fella? Three+ MRI’s have to affect you in one way or another… and we all know what too much radiation did to Terry Crews’ bicep.

May 6th 4:05pm

Watch out Chuck Norris… LeBron’s gunning for you suburban legend title.

Follow @LeBronsElbow to keep up with the latest shenanigans.

Sidebar: Will these playoffs will be remembered as “The Elbow” if the Cavs don’t win the chip?

I’ve never watched Mad Men because I’m, y’know, Black. So my love affair with Alison Brie started when I began watching my new favorite show, Community. She plays the wholesome and corruptible Annie Edison. A scene from that show also created the greatest Gif in the history of the Internets.

Don’t worry. I’ll wait.

Then she- oh, still want me to wait? Ok.

*Taps feet*

Look, I’m going to continue without you, kitten-slaughterer.

Then I saw this photo shoot in Complex that turned my crush into a full-on infatuation. Now, she’s written an account of some of her sexual escapades at Hippie University. The story revolves around her attempt to get a gay friend of hers to discover if he was truly gay by smoking weed with him, giving him a blowjangle and having sex with him. Though the story was pretty entertaining, the background details of Brie’s college life:

Exploring my newfound sexuality, there was, of course, the girl-on-girl action, the crazy threesome with the afros and whips, and the surreal ‘shrooms experience where I thought the tree was fondling me but it turned out to be my creepy male roommate with calluses on his hands… gross. You get the picture. I developed this (possibly misplaced) sexual pride, based solely on the quantity of penetrations of my vagina… and not necessarily the quality of the acts therein

Sold!

Alison may be out of my league, but I’m off to one of those Hippie schools like Barefoot University or Yoga College and find a shroom-chewing, threesome-loving mega-freak to read Jack Kerouac and have nasty mind sex with me while Requiem For A Dream plays in the background.

The story is an excerpt from a new book called Best Laid Plans which is a collection of sex stories from actors and comedian. I’m on my way to my local bookstore to read Alison’s story again. I may make animal noises.

Via Nerve

Over the past week my personal life has chalked up a couple L’s. To maintain my mask, I’ve tried to soak up as much music as possible. One song that’s remained in rotation and managed put that pep in my proverbial step is the extremely odd and equally entrancing “Oh Centra,” by recently-mentioned remixers Javelin. This audio anomaly features flutes, shoulder-shaking bass, a looped version of the sound Mario makes upon eating shrooms and basically sounds like nothing you’ve ever heard. A 2017 Newcleus, maybe.

Anyways, this quirky little ditty comes from the Brooklyn-based duo’s newest album, No Mas, which I’m literally going to go buy right now off Amazon, because music this fun is worth is supporting and iTunes makes taking my money too difficult.

Javelin – “Oh! Centra” | Download

As the old country Southern folk would say, this is just plum retarded. Cam & Vado off an upcoming release called Hot In Here. I would post the cover, but it might distract you from how wicked this song is. Just know the project is said to be done and it will have a bar code. In fact, you can pre-order now via Amazon. Read the rest of this entry »

Out of all the “celebrity sneakerheads,” I can attest to the stone cold fact that Skee’s one of us. Not to say that this guided tour he gives Karmaloop TV proves the point further but uhh…yeah, he’s got a lot of nice tennis shoes. Read the rest of this entry »

Earlier in the week, Nas openly admitted that his procrastination and laziness was the prime factor in some of his beat selection being less than…well, Illmatic. Quite understandable as The N usually has a lot on his mind (with weed being 75% of the problem). But his lollygagging has cost him a classic album–or three. As one of the remaining vets who can still sell records off the strength of his lyrics Read the rest of this entry »

Johnny Spanish’s music continues to creep its way onto the iPods of listeners looking for the next big thing. His latest project The Lip is going to make a serious play for slept-on status of 2010. The full-length LP offers 15 tracks that showcase the Louisville slugger’s consistency and versatility and “My Way” may be one of the shining moments, showcasing Spanish’s tongue-twisting lyrics and vocal command of both rhythm and melody.

Over an upbeat keyboard riff, the song eschews verse-chorus structure for a jazzier improvisational style. What holds it together is Spanish pouring his heart into the track, touching on the usual up and comer topics: the struggle, the imminent breakthrough. Read the rest of this entry »