Here’s more from the Anaconda music video from Nicki Minaj that is certain to reshape the very face of music. Sort of the way a car crash and plowing your head through a windshield at 40mph will reshape the very look of your face. Now that the dictates of my profession have forced me to watch the entire fucking video twice, I can say that this auditory pile of shit has some pretty nice asses. And when the dude at JuCo who made this in half an hour on GarageBand sampled Sir Mix-A-Lot, that’s pretty fucking fresh. In the fine tradition of men’s magazines, I give this music video three boners. If Nicki’s ass were to explode in a ghastly blast of bloody homogenized fat, I’d take away one boner, but I’d buy it on iTunes instead of ripping it from YouTube.
Nicki Minaj pretends to pleasure Jimmy from DeGrassi in her new Anaconda music video. I don’t have the inclination to dig deep, but I’m guessing Anaconda has something to do with big black cock. At least it does when I search the term on YouPorn nightly. I bet Nicki also ‘casts shade’ in her new song. Casting shade and simulating sex are the hallmarks of modern music. Back in the day, strippers pretended to be sweet girls trying to pay for college or their dying dad’s kidney transplant. Now they’ve got record deals and they brag about who’s tapping their ass. If you’re big on honesty, you’d have to call that social progress.
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Nicki Minaj new contribution to the musical lexicon of humanity is called Anaconda. It’s a snake. It’s also a cock. I’m pretty good at interpreting sexually suggestive metaphors. For instance, I’m looking at Nicki Minaj squatting on an imaginary anaconda in her thong and I interpret that to mean her music sucks. I also interpret that nobody gives a shit because look at that ass. Yes, it’s grotesque even post Photoshop, but there’s something genuinely appealing as well. It’s like chorizo. I know it’s pig entrails and lips, but it’s gotten hold of some part of me that wants to bend it over the sofa and let loose the dogs of war. Nicki Minaj’s ass I mean. I guess the chorizo too. I do love that horrific crap.
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The primary fallout from Nicki Minaj’s credibility attack on Iggy Azalea during the BET Awards was for mainstream news outlets to use the slang ‘casting shade’ in reporting their stories. Nicki was obviously referring to Australian rapper Iggy Azalea when she highlighted the fact that her epic lyrics come straight from her inner muse. Iggy’s raps maybe come from paid for hire writers like T.I.
When you hear Nicki Minaj spit, Nicki Minaj wrote it.
Sure, invite the token white rapper to perform then pile on because she can’t match your urban iambic pentameter about niggas and Bentleys. Whoa, bitch be casting shade. Rap feuds were so much better when people shot each other. Slow death by broken English rant is inhumane.
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Ever the caring provider and girl with huge breasts, Nicki Minaj posted a series of photos from her new music video shoot for the song “Senile” on Instgram yesterday, and they actually answer some very important questions about the state of the music industry. For example, did you know that music artists still make videos? Apparently they do even though it’s a stupid waste of money since people barely have the attention spans to listen to entire songs anymore, and most of the visual storytelling of music videos has been replaced by a dick-measuring contest to show off fancy, expensive objects and very little actual talent. So why in the world would Nicki bother making a music video if nobody gives a shit about them? Because tits tits tits, titty tits tits tits tits, pay the lady her money now.