At the tail end of the 1990s, Brandy and Monica recorded one of the most popular catfights in history — the multi-platinum “The Boy Is Mine.” Now that they’re older, wiser and done fighting over Mekhi Phifer, they’ve decided to pick up where they left off and update the references of voicemails to Facebook on “It All Belongs To Me.” Read the rest of this entry »

The acting bug doesn’t have enough venom it its fangs to keep Unc L from doing what’s his heart, which, is obviously make songs that the fellas can feel and the ladies will love. Read the rest of this entry »

We know Melanie Fiona doesn’t have the troubled love life she sings about on “4 AM.” Read the rest of this entry »

The hell with “keeping it real,” double entendres and Ashanti, Nelly is ’bout harmonizing with a child of destiny for the radio. Spell radio ladies and gents: m-o-n-e-y, radio! Spring break is a vacation from some, but for Nelly-n-Kelly, it’s life on the rocks. The salty, colorful rocks of ocean beach life. Read the rest of this entry »

Of course Clifford has no say-so in the matter whether or not it’s wise to continue to push this garbage. But if Drake was able to swallow his pride and can the “Fancy” video, then this half-baked Pop Tart® could have easily found its way on the cold, bottom end of a garbage pail. Then again, Drizzy doesn’t have lawyer bills that could be used to cop shorefront property in the Hamptons, either. Read the rest of this entry »

“It’s the fresh prince of the city, no Carlton in here, Soulchild of the music (Musiq), it’s the home of The Roots, Living life like it’s golden, bumpin’ Jill in the coupe.”

New shit here, “Philly Shit” to be right & exact. Read the rest of this entry »

Even though it feels like I’ve heard this before, I’m fairly sure the CDQ hasn’t. No matter because when it showed up @ my e-doorstep like the morning news, I knew it was going up as a perfect compliment to the picture. Rich x Rico x Jonsin’ makin’ magic. Read the rest of this entry »