John Mayer is only one of two artists left on my “folks I’d like to see perform before I kick the bucket” list. But with a recurring health condition affecting his vocal abilities and thus Read the rest of this entry »

Somewhere along the way, “The Jumpoff” became an unofficial element of Hip Hop. And before Al Gore invented the internet, we were all left with our own devices when it came to putting faces (bootys & breasts) to the hoes women rappers would often rhyme about. Read the rest of this entry »

I’ve always been more partial to Lauryn’s singing more than her rapping. That’s not to say she’s doesn’t defecate on the microphone, but hearing her harmonize always connected with me more. Read the rest of this entry »

It has come to our attention that boobalicious model and “rapper” Somaya Reece of VH1′s Love & Hip Hop might be having breast reduction surgery pretty soon. Apparently walking around with those SUPER massive motorboat-worthy melons have become a pain in the ass back for the reality TV star. Read the rest of this entry »

I’m almost positive Chris Brown has reggae legend Sizzla’s “Solid As A Rock” on his “Hating Ass N*ggas and B*tches” playlist. Read the rest of this entry »

Nowadays, whenever an artist attains a certain amount of success, especially when sudden, it’s directly attributed to them being apart of the Illuminati, a secret society helmed by Jay-Z that pretty much controls the world through song. Talks of the cult have seen a surge in recent years thanks to tin foil thinkers with YouTube accounts, frustrated fans of third tier artists and pulpit pimps overzealous preachers. Read the rest of this entry »

They know exactly who they are and what they’re doing. They’re members of a small set of celebrity women who just ooze promiscuity. Whether they’re whoring for money, fame or whoring just to whore, they’re doing it. And we know too. Yet, we love them. Publicly, we may say we “hate” them and their ways…but we would buy them chocolates Read the rest of this entry »

Last week, we laughed at the thought of Trina posing as the spokeswoman for Tax USA but she’s neither the first, nor will she be the last rapper to appear in a questionable advertisement. Read the rest of this entry »

I’m not a fan of hood DVDs. Once you’ve seen about one or two, then you’ve pretty much seen them all anyway. If it isn’t “Ty Money” flashing his income tax return while yapping about “making that paper,” then it’s Marcus aka “Bryckz” whose raps include more drug references than a Clipse record.

But this Hood 2 Hood DVD footage is a little different. It starts off like your regular dose of fuckery though. Drugs, loiters, a bodega and that one boisterous dude who puts on for his city. But the events that take place after the initial “introduction” will either leave you in stitches or with a new found appreciation for your favorite misunderstood neighborhood hoodlum.

And shout out to the dude in the Ecko shirt. When your swag is on a 100 million trillion, the only cold you acknowledge is your own. Read the rest of this entry »

Unless TSS is your only source for music & entertainment (as it should be), then you’ve probably heard or seen a video of model/”journalist” Joy Daily lambasting Wale (and Black men as a whole) over his depiction of “pretty girls” for his music video of the same name. Read the rest of this entry »

Dwight Howard‘s baby mother, Royce Reed, must really be having it tough since Dwight laid down the law last year. Because the former Magics dancer (Orlando that is lol) was caught p*ssy poppin at a pool party dance contest held by T.O. and Luda yesterday. The prize? NBA tickets. Yeah, you’d think being an NBA star’s BM would guarantee some free tickets but I guess not. Nevertheless, what’s soon to be little Braylon’s shame is our great viewing pleasure.

As an armchair judge who watched in lovely 720p HD, I’d say Royce won even though the other chick had the cheek game on smash. The popping was just far more superb. You could tell heart & soul went into each pop and the end of the day, that’s what it’s all about. Heart.

In a move perhaps more ridiculous than printing “In God We Trust” on a piece of paper the Bible deems as the root of all evil, weapons manufacture Trijicon, has been hiding little biblical references inscribed on gun sights and selling them to the US military as per their $600 million dollar multi-year contract. Read the rest of this entry »

Considering that I don’t have a DVR, Hulu is the best thing ever. I’m well aware that I can download missed episodes in ways my ISP would frown upon, but Hulu’s legal and, more importantly, let’s me stream. Instant freakin’ gratification baby! That’s why I wasn’t too bummed out about missing last night’s episode of The Cleveland Show because I caught up with it this morning. And since 9am, there’s been a constant battle in my head over a song Cleveland Brown, Jr (with help from Scottie Pippen) so beautifully sang. The aptly titled, “Balls Deep In Love.” Read the rest of this entry »

I knew Nicki Minaj was something special when I came across her Myspace page a few years ago. She had all the ingredients necessary to rise above “Underground” status. Sex appeal and decent enough bars. The fact that her lane was emptier than a Jenny Craig’s center on Thanksgiving didn’t hurt either. And while everyone likened Nicki’s outer appearance to Lil Kim, I saw pre-deaf Foxy Brown written all over her. From her flow, to her bars to her tats, it was all Foxy.

Since then, Nicki has dropped the Foxy influence and has created a Wayne x Monie Love x Lady Gaga x Barbie character. Because of this change, we are now in the midst of an epidemic that even I did not see coming. The Barbie Epidemic. You see these hoodrats at your school, the mall, the club and on social networking sites posing and dressing like their idol and looking like all types of wrong.

Maybe I’m just being a “hater.” Maybe my lame ass is missing out on all the fun. Maybe I should add Barbie to my name. I should request a black & pink weave from Lugo’s and maybe I should get me a BARBIE pendant filled with rinky dink diamonds © Cam’ron.

Oh my! Good thing I came across this before I went ahead with my Barbie tat, that would’ve been right next to my “TSS 4 Lyfe” tat of course! So I guess I’m not a hater after all. This shit is ridiculous and it is getting out of hand, especially when a majority of these chicks have NO business impersonatin’ and perpetratin.’

To the many hoodrats “Barbies” out there, I ask that you please click on this link for a PSA that I hope will lead to you reevaluating your life.

Kudos.

With an abundance of beauties and what seems like an endless supply of Hypnotiq Nuvo, Trey, with the help of Fab, delivers a visual for his catchy club banger and Billboard mainstay, “Say Ahh.” And because I am a strong believer in the “Say Ahh” philosophy, I fully approve the message! Read the rest of this entry »