I went to Zakynthos with my buddy when we were fifteen, and some crazy black dude selling pirate CDs and donuts on the beach wouldn’t stop chirpsing us. We gave him the run around – but got a massive Ja Rule compilation off him for free. I listened to it for three weeks straight (back in the days sitting on the beach with your CD WALKMAN!) hence the massive splodge of rap cheese on my musical palette and this goddamn post. The one up there with lil Milian totally rocked my boat..used to think it was so rude but hardly seems it now. Ahhh, whatever happened to the innocent youth!
You can’t really call yourself a true RnB fan if you never bumped a bit of Ja Rule & Ashanti on your speakers. I’ve got no time for these strictly 90s trendy hip-hop fools, the Noughties were absolutely bangin’…don’t even try to argue otherwise. And Charli Baltimore…she was truly the epitome of a down ass bitch.
All the boys loved Christina…then she went and broke The Dream’s heart. Hell my boyfriend still loves her. Those weird animated blue flowers at the start of the video seem to have gone full circle – amazing forefront of animation now…and now so crap they’re become equally amazing again. RnB does it for me every time.
Taylor Pain singing about cock blocking his ex-girlfriend in the king of all auto-tunes voices. Think Mad Decent used this on one of those crazy videocasts they used to do, and synced it up to some footage of Jason hacking up some gyally. Mighty fine. Hello? Do you like scary movies?
I’m not happy that I like this one, but I can’t help it. Must be the trance-esque synths in the intro. Smother me now.
