Showing posts with label Erykah Badu. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Erykah Badu. Show all posts

Friday, May 13, 2011

Rick Ross - Maybach Music III (Official Music Video)("Self Made" Album Promo)


CHRIS LIVE AKA SHAKER SAYS: Sooooooooo, what does one do when T.I.P. is in jail and he has neither the luxury of time nor the patience to reach out to Jadakiss and Erykah Badu to shoot a proper visual for a song that they recorded together? Well, if Y.O.U. are a boss - and, like it or not, Rick Ross most certainly is - Y.O.U. effect an executive decision to film a video for the song in question, "Maybach Music III" off of your "Teflon Don" album, sans the aforementioned artists highlighting only your verse and transform this taping into a 1 man commercial broadcast promoting your upcoming M.aybach M.usic G.roup showcase "Self Made" compilation to ALL the bloggers of the world! Smh. This nigga Señor Rozay is a muthafuckin' movie! Yes, his counterfeit kilogram nose candy talk has officially become certified ear candy to us ALL. Y.O.U. can't fight it. "BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWSE!"

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Jay ElecLeBronica @ ItsTheReal.Com = Hilarious! x A Special LiveStyle Commentary On Not Believing The Hype.




CHRIS LIVE AKA SHAKER SAYS: No, I have NOT made any posts concerning the recent surprise signing of Jay Electronica to Jay-Z's fledgling Roc Nation record label. Now, I could chalk that up to not feeling the need to cover the story simply because I trust that Y.O.U. have done your due diligence and read about it @ 1 million other blogs, but that would be a red herring on my part. The GOD honest truth is that I simply don't really fuck with this dude ... point, blank, period.

As previously discussed, I believe Jay Electronica to be an overrated, albeit talented MC, who has benefited ridiculously from reverse-regionalism (NOTE: Basically, the strange phenomena that occurs when, mainly East Coast people, overreact to the fact that somebody from no further south than Virgina and, say, no further west than Chicago can actually spit and proceed to heap waaaaaaaaay too much praise on them like a blind greeter handing out lei's @ Honolulu International Airport).

Furthermore, in interviews, he's pretty much proven himself to be one of those always annoying "If-only-I-use-a-superfluous-amount-of-vocabulary-words-people-will-automatically-think-that-I'm-smart" kind of rappers that, when placed in front of a camera for a quick Q&A wastes no time in transforming into a psychobabble spewing idiot. Oh yeah, did I mention that he's currently under the spell of bohemian big booty enchantress Ms. Erykah Badu? Yeah, this is a recipe for disaster my nigga ... lol.

Anyway, this post, while about Jay-Z's newest acquisition, isn't really about Jay-Z's newest acquisition. See, them boys over @ ItsTheReal did it again, so this post is ALL about their parody of LeBron James's Nike "Rise" commercial starring ole trap jaw himself, Jay Elec-I'm-yawning-ica ... lol.

Hey, I can say 1 good thing about Badu's boo: At least he was savvy enough to NOT become another 1 of Diddy's permanently shelved tax-write offs ... and that's a GREAT start ... lol. Holla @ ya boy in BK!

Monday, August 9, 2010

Erykah Badu Ft. Rick Ross - Window Seat (Remix) x Turn Me Away (Official Music Video)


CHRIS LIVE AKA SHAKER SAYS: Although the erection arousing shock and awe of seeing Ms. Erykah "I-drive-otherwise-sane-men-to-talk-crazy-and-wear-dashikis" Badu's fatty prance around Downtown Dallas, Texas in the nude has died down some since the release of the original "Window Seat" video, this Rick Ross assisted remix is still good money my nigga. Enjoy!

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

The Ashy Larry "Window Seat" Parody Music Video = Hilarious!


CHRIS LIVE AKA SHAKER SAYS: This video is pure comedy Gold Bond™ powder ... lol. Good shit!

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Erykah Badu - Window Seat (Official Music Video)


CHRIS LIVE AKA SHAKER SAYS: Stories surrounding Erykah Badu's sizable ASSets have been circulating for quite some time now and, let me ASSure Y.O.U., that the tales of her tremendous "tail" are NO exaggeration. See, once upon a time before technology made home studios upstart artist de rigueur, I used to regularly find myself in late night sessions in high end recording studios in Midtown Manhattan, NYC and, on 1 such night, I had the pleasure of meeting Erykah Badu.

I went to visit my man Kevin "Phantom" Rudolf @ SONY Studios (NOTE: Yes, the White guitarist repackaged as a Rock-N-Roll bad boy signed to Cash Money Records) who was adding some awesome strings to the sonic landscape of a David Banner session. It was some basic real nigga shit - David Banner and his team were nothing short of accommodating.

As the Hennessey flowed and tracks were played, artists from other rooms meandered in and out of our session every so often. Fat Joe stopped by to crack some jokes, but the only "crack" that mattered that night was that which belonged to Ms. Erykah Badu. As she casually sat next to me on the obligatory black leather studio couch she captivated the entire room with not only her beauty but, more endearingly, her warmth of character and general ease. No diva bullshit. No self-imploding star desperation. Erykah Badu was as cool as the other side of the pillow and it scared me because, in that very instant, I understood the unique power that she had to drive otherwise sane men to trade all of their worldly possessions for the promise of a life with her filled with long barefoot walks, vegan diets, chewsticks galore and more dashiki threads than an African swap meet.

Anyway, watch this guerrilla style/1 take visual and see why this Dallas, Texas D-Girl drives ALL of the "conscious" rapper boys cah-ray-zee! LOL. Good shit!