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Well, it's a selection of excellent music and not by the amount of achieved album sales so that explains why a jazz artist won and Amy Winehouse? She's cool. Kanye West also had the best performance during the night. And its quite surprising to see Alicia Keys performing twice. I have to understand the judges' decision in the event. But if I were an artist, I'd rather not be a starving famous artist. Even though there were a lot of well-known songs nominated, Hancock's jazz album defeated them all. Grammys is just nothing but reputation. What if you had all the awards but your album can't even sell thousands? That's hard, we want fame but we need the bling. Appealing to the masses and appealing to "elite music critics" are two different insights. Music artists should be lucky enough to be appreciated by both. Besides, do the Grammy judges bought your album when they nominated it?

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Match-up of these famous celebrities makes Vibe , hip hop's premier magazine, the next issue to watch out for.

This is the coffee and cream of gangsta communities. Robert Mario De Niro Jr. , known as "Bobby Milk" who claimed to fame via his slick Vito Corleone act in The Godfather 2 and Curtis James Jackson III represented as "50 Cent", famous for nine bullet shot survival and rap albums sweeping around the globe.

Here's an excerpt from Vibe.com 's official site as written by Danyel Smith.

"At the photo shoot, De Niro’s early, seated in a director’s chair, reading The New York Times. Looking over the top of his glasses, he asks without speaking, “Where’s Curtis?”

Curtis is stepping off the elevator, looking slim, not quite so superhero about the shoulders. As the bulbs begin to flash, the two of them are a little awkward at first—until Jackson picks up a bat, then a tiny toy pistol, at one point a toy Oscar. When they change into dress suits and ties, they loosen up. On the hanger, the look is very businessman, but the models transform the clothes quickly—to gangsta businessman. There is a menace to these two and an unpredictability. Real, imagined, or engrained by their personas, it’s what they bring, without half trying."

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The last minutes in the video is taken from "American Gangster", the movie that inspired this awesome track from Jiggaman. I like those solo scenes where Jay-z acts his signature hip hop attitude. Same with Pharell, who didn't even spoke a word in his scenes.

Here's the lyrics:

Blue Magic - Jay-z feat. Pharell

Roc-a-fella records
The imperial skateboard P
Great Hova
Ya'll already know what it is

C'mon!

Yeah,

So what if you flip a couple words,
I could triple at that in birds,
Open your mind you see the circus in the sky.
I’m Ringling brothers Barnum Bailey with the pies,
No matter how you slice it,
I’m your mother-f**king guy
And just like a B-boy with 360 waves
Do the same with the pot,
Still come back beige.
Whether right or south paw,
Whether pot or a jar
Whip it around,
It still comes back hard.
So easily do I W-H-I-P,
My repitition with riches will bring the kilo business,
I got kreole C-O bitches, for my niggas who slipped,
Became prisoners,
Treat's taped to the visitors.
You already know what the business is
Unnecessary commissary, boy we live this shit.
Niggas Wanna bring the 80s back,
That’s okay with me, that’s where they made me at.
Except I don’t write on the wall,
I write my name in the history books, hustling in the hall
Nah, I don’t spin on my head, I spin work in the pots,
So I can spend my bread.

Chorus:
And I’m getting it I’m getting it
I aint talking about it, I’m living it
I’m getting it, straight getting it
Get get get get get get get it boy
(Don't waste your time, fighting the law, state your voice, and you'll understand)
Get it boy

This '87 state of mind that I’m in,
In my prime, so for that time, I’m Rakim
If it wasn’t for the crime that I was in
But I wouldn’t be the guy who's rhymes it is that i'm in
No pay no profit,

P, I’ll repeat it to show you where the pot is
Cherry M3s with the top back
Red and green Gs all on my hat
North beach leathers,
Matching Gucci sweater,
Gucci sneaks on to keep my outfit together
Whatever, hundred for the diamond chain
Can’t you tell that I came from the dope game
Blame Reagan for making me into a monster
Blame Oliver north and Iran-Contra
I ran contraband that they sponsored
Before this rhyming stuff we was in concert

Chorus:
And I’m getting it I’m getting it
I aint talking about it, I’m living it
I’m getting it, straight getting it
Get get get get get get get it boy
(Don't waste your time, fighting the law, state your voice, and you'll understand)
Get it boy


Push, money over broads you got it,
F**k Bush
Chef, guess what I cooked
Baked a lot of bread,
And kept it off the books.
Rockstars,
Look,
Way before the bars my picture was getting took
Feds, they like wack rappers.
Try as they may they couldn’t get me on the hook
D.A. wanna indicte me,
Cause fish scales in my veins like a pisces
The pirecs pot roll up my sleeves,
Turn one into two like a Siamese twin when it end
Imma stand as a man never dying on my knees,
Last of a dying breed
So let the champagne pop,
I partied for a while now I’m back to the Block.

Chorus:
And I’m getting it I’m getting it
I aint talking about it, I’m living it
I’m getting it, straight getting it
Get get get get get get get it boy
(Don't waste your time, fighting the law, state your voice, and you'll understand)
Get it boy

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Seems that hip hop's main lady ain't working out on more words lately. Although she's a lyrical genius, it's quite a different strategy this time. A rumored album out soon will be named by her fans, or even nuisance contesters. Who knows what it's gon' be? Suggestions can be made at www.missy-elliot.com

A word for Missy: why not make the album "Under Construction 2", since it's untitled and she already had an album entitled "Under Construction ".

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