B'Nezha Album Release Party

Naeh 1, Half-Wit, Big O and Meazy

Rick Diggler, Roscoe, Ruff Dogg, Big O, Bruce Wane and Stylie Ray

Stylie Ray & Mis.Led!

A few of weeks ago, my crew, B'Nezha (yes, I am the 1st lady), had their album release party at Life, on Wilshire. Since I have no cam (and feel so naked without it), my homie's girlfriend was in charge of the "capturing of the moments", as I like to call it. She just got her laptop out of the shop and hit me with some photos from the event. It was a good time, even though I missed the red carpet opportunity. Support the album, C-Bo and Omar "Big O" Gooding Present: Tradin' War Stories, and look out for my boy, Omar "Big O" Gooding's solo debut, coming verrr verrr soon! Shots out to my B'Nezha fam, Big O, Half-Wit and Meazy, and shots out to the extended fam, Naeh 1, Stylie Ray, Bruce Wane and Ruff Dogg. I'm blessed to be surrounded by such great talent. Now, go get your blessing and support the team and the dream. Thanks for the pics, Diana! Dueces!

Kandi Cole's "I Can't Escape" Video

A couple of weeks ago I blogged about being on set with my (Sis)Tem Crew member, Kandi Cole, for her first video. Well, it dropped yesterday and its hawt! Support my (Sis)ta, Queen Kandi Cole, and check for her new video, "I can't escape", off her debut album, Happy Birthday, Kandi Cole! The album drops tomorrow, October 30. GO GET THAT! Also, check out her promo video for the album. Its a dope idea and I'm so proud, I can't feel my arms! That's right, mama! You go!

I Miss My Cousin!

So, yesterday was my late cousin's birthday. Sh*t, I miss that girl soooo much. She was my #1 Partner in Crime! That's how we referred to each other all the time. She was a crazy scorpio and damn proud of it! She taught me so much when we were growing up, even though I was older. She taught me how to be fly, how to stand up for myself, how to let the haters hate but be strong about it. She was dope! She is still one of the dopest, freshest people I have ever known. Sadly, she passed away in the north tower of the World Trade Center on 9/11. It was one of the most heart-breaking experiences of my entire life. I hadn't talked to her in awhile because I was trying to get through the hurt and pain of losing one of my older cousins that June. I just didn't have it in me to talk about what was going on in my life at that time, so I didn't call her. I know she was mad at me. She thought I didn't care. She had just had her son. She was beaming about being a mother. She was doing well in life and in her career and relationship. She was happy. I waited. Then, it was too late. No more could I hear her voice. No more could I see her face. No more could I go spend the night at her crib, watch movies, listen to music, talk sh*t and just walk through our hood and sh*t on everyone along with her. She was gone. I miss her like crazy and I love her so much. We used to do everything together as kids, before I moved to Cali and, even after, when I'd go back to NY to visit. She was like a sister to me. Its hard to believe she's been gone for 7 years. 7 years?! WTF?! Still, the USA is involved in this war. We're still in the sh*ts. We still have not captured the person responsible for the loss of so many precious lives, such as hers. A couple of my family members escaped with there lives that day and I thank God every chance that I get that I still have them. Jackie, you are terribly missed. I love you! My #1 Parnter in Crime forever.
R.I.P. Jacqueline Patrice Sanchez 10.23.1977-9.11.2001

At The Cash Flow Event

We had a really good time at the charity event that we did last week. I finally got my hands on some of the pics from that night so, I thought I'd share them with whoever is out there reading this. Free beer and wine for the performers, yay, and some really good eats. Shots out to my (Sis)tas, Oracle and Kandi Cole! We kicked a$$ and took names that night! Shots out to Apostle, Veteran Eye, E The Mad Assasin, Eternal and DJ Lumis! Enjoy!

Bring Dat A$$!

Tonight October 24, Come join The (Sis)tem Crew, as we open for the legendary Aceyalone, at The Hotel Room in downtown (lil Tokyo) L.A. 366 E 2nd street (2nd & Central). The show starts at 9 pm on the dot! Ladies FREE b4 10:30, $5 AFTER. Guys $7 b4 10:30, $10 AFTER. 18+ 21+ to drink. Full bar. Bring dat A$$! ...........xoxo...Mis.Led!

Girl Fight Part Trois...(Minus the Girl)

This beautiful soliloquy came straight from my text messages. All messages were copied and pasted as is. As you can see, he cannot even spell. I hate when people butcher the English language. I need someone who, at least, knows how to use proper grammar. This convo took place about a week ago. It threw me off guard. I wasn't expecting it, at all. Have fun reading! Let me know what you think.

Dipstick-GOODMORNING D***. Hows everything. I hope u not mad @ me 4 any reason. I miss u mama. I havent call u because i dont know when u alone. Still wanting 2 hangout and smoke wit you mami. I got 2 much love 4u and you know that.

Meeee-U gotta be kidding me dude. U haven't even looked my way since that incident. And ur b*tch still wants beef with me. Get the f*ck outta here wit that bullsh*t A*. I aint no chicken man. U deal with her ass like that. Im not the one.

Dipstick-You say get the fucc outta here. Now you wanna

Meeee-Ur message was incomplete but imma respond anyway. U did not keep it real wit me. U did not check ur bird. U lied about her being ur "ex". And I don't need problems with dumb broads in my own apt building.

Dipstick-First of all. Yo bullsh*t wit her shouldnt had anything2 do with me & you. My ex. I can say tha same 2u about him cuz thats what u told me. Me personally i think what u & her is doing is childish. And u. I alwayz wave my hand at you ever thru the bullsh*t. U no how i feel wit u. I told u i dont come over because i dont no when your home alone. Its all out of respect on my side. Thats why i didnt deserve ur disrespecting me.

Meeee-Please dude. As long as u aint checkin her, its a prob. He is my ex and he wouldn't be tryn to fight u for no reason being my ex. That's pointless. U haven't said sh*t to me since then. So it is what it is. I haven't done anything with her but be mature about sh*t. She got a problem with me for no f*ckin reason. She's disrespectful and she's childish. Not me. I don't play those games. With nobody. If u can't keep it real when she's around then don't speak at all period.

Dipstick-I thought me & u was alot better than that. She is a ex D***.But is my jelous friend. She has a new bf D***. D*** you already know where my feelings or wit u. I dont think u feel tha same about me. I alwayz wanted2 be wit u like that man. U no that. U just never would give me a chance 2 prove it. but i like u so much D*** that i dont think u would ever understand that part of me. Thats why i think u scared2 be wit me cuz of all the bull u been thru wit n*ggas. But when u got some1 that would luv u for who u are.

Meeee-I don't care who she is to u. I don't deserve her disrespect and I won't tolerate it for any reason. I NEVER disrespected u. EVER. Jealous friend or ex or current girl, u need to put her in her place for real. I live there. Not her and I won't be put in that position without retaliation. I understand if u have feelings for me but u have to understand that I do not feel the same. I was willing to be friends with u but now that's f*cked up too. If we were homies u could come by whenever. Im single. I aint concerned with no n*gga. I do what I want. And I don't let my ppl disrespect my friends. EVER.

Meee-Lets get this clear A*. I aint scared to be with u...I don't have feelings for u like that. Im not attracted to u and im not interested in a physical or emotional relationship with u. I was willing to be friends but I see we can't be. I've been nothing but nice to u. Don't mistake that for something its not. It is what it is.

Dipstick-And im still willing2 try it wit u. If u would give me a chance D***. But i alwayz respected ur wishs and bacced up whenever u asked me2. And i would do the same 4u now if thats what you want. I love like that D*** 2 bacc off if u dont want me around u. Im sorry it was bothering me so much threw these pass few dayz. I hate not talking2 u. We just started bacc talking. Witch i was happy about. She really dont like u cuz she no how i feel about u. But she dont matter here. Its about our friendship D***. I dont wanna loose it.

I never responded. I figured everything I was saying was not being computed or something. The data I sent wasn't being saved. I don't know what it was, but he wasn't getting what I was saying. He can save that sh*t for the Boogie Man AKA Bock Bock. He's pathetic. Boys are dumb. Kick rocks, dipstick!

Yeezy's Air

I know this is not new news, but since I posted about the other rapper's new Jordan, I had to throw Kanye some love, too. His Air Yeezy is pretty damn dope. I'd rock 'em. Apparently Ye had his hand in designing these bad boys. I don't know where they are available or when they are coming out. I do know they will probably cost a pretty penny (at least 100 pretty pennies). Keep yourself informed. Dope sh*t, Yeezy.

Eminem Jordan?

Apparently Eminem is getting his own Jordan...Saw this on one of my fav sites, Laced Magazine. I can dig 'em. Your thoughts?

Eminem and Jordan Brand have teamed up once again to design an Air Jordan II dedicated to Eminem's upcoming book, "The Way I am". According to Paul Rosenberg, the Air Jordan II is Eminem's favorite Jordan of all time. Although the release date and retail have yet to be determined, the Eminem x Air Jordan II, which features a Cool Grey and Black upper with Eminems lyrics as accents, is set to release on Jordan Brand's Flight Club. Eminem's book, "The Way I am" is set to release on Oct. 21st.

Girl Fight! Part Deux...

The drama continues...this happend a couple of weeks ago but here goes. I was on my way to do a show with my boy, R-Meen at Club Aura. It was friday night and I was in full Mis.Led! gear. I walked out of my door, which is right in front of the staircase, and who was coming up? You guessed it, the boogie man herself! We had to walk passed each other on the steps. I thought, "this will be fun." I'm sure she wanted to bump into/push me just as badly as I wanted to bump into/push her. I anticipated some drama and sure enough...
She waited until she passed me on the stairs and said, underneath her breath, "Buster." I laughed. I turned around to look at her. By then, I was at the bottom of the steps and she was at the top. Still walking, she said it again, "Buster." I looked up at her and merely replied, "You can keep talking that sh*t if you want to." Still walking down the corridor, me on the ground floor and her on the floor above me, she said, "you need a body guard." Now, this is all punk sh*t is what I had to remind myself, as to not get sucked into her wack ass vibe. I said to her, "I don't need sh*t." But, I was thinking that her man pretty much played the role of my bodyguard the night this chicken decided to bock bock at me and he shoved her stankin' ass down the same stairs. Oh, the irony.
Now, any other day I would've been really quick to jump on in and partake in this little war of words. A simple "What the f*ck did you say?" or a "F*ck you, b*tch" is always good for getting it crackin'. I prayed inside my head and I thanked God that I was on my way to handle some real business and not just taking out my garbage or getting something from my car. Had it been one of those scenarios, I probably, most likely, would've said one, or both, of the above mentioned fire starters. I had to check myself. Is the boogie man worth getting all rowled up over? Is she worth even getting my clothes wrinkled? Is she worth having my apt manager come out her crib and trip on ME ('cause she don't live there)? I'd be the one to suffer the future consequences. She'd be in the hospital with her dreams shattered, but I'd be the one to lose out on all the things that I've worked so hard to maintain for all this time. Ding Ding Ding! The b*tch ain't worth none of it; not a drop.
Well, I haven't seen Ol' Bock Bock since then, but I do have another story to tell regarding my, uh, "bodyguard". Stay tuned.

Knocked Up!

Sooo, M.I.A. is pregs! Congrats? Don't get me wrong; babies are wonderful and I'm genuinely happy for her. She's engaged to the B.D., Ben Brewer, of the band The Exit. I just hope this doesn't affect her future works. She's already canceled her tour and that means we, her loyal fans, will have to wait that much longer for another Bamboo Banger from our girl. He better be good to her (like I know her, personally). You know dudes love to get a woman pregnant at the height of their success, often leaving the woman in a situation where she can't capitalize and, therefore, be a stable force in the industry. Haters. Anyway, the upside is that its almost guaranteed she's going to have a rad ass kid! Don't wind up in the kitchen, MAYA!!! I love you! Congratulations!

Today...

Today should've been 5 years for me and My Baby J. Unfortunately he passed away in a car accident 4 years ago and I can't celebrate with him, anymore. But I still love him. I am still in love with him, at that. No one has had my heart since. This man made me soooo happy. Nobody is perfect, but the love we shared came the closest to perfection than any other relationship I've EVER had. I miss you, babe! You'd be so proud of me. I'll see you when I get there and I'll blow it down and pour out some liquor for you tonight. HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!! R.I.P. B.J. Payne.

Friendly Reminder!

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Cash 4 Charity Event Ft. The (Sis)Tem, Veteran Eye & Apostle

Kandi Cole, Miki Vale, Madam Brown, Oracle, DVS, Mis.Led! (Photography by Kwayera)

Come join Mis.Led! and The(Sis)Tem Crew, along with Apostle and Veteran Eye for the Cash/Flow Event, to raise doe for the Vijay Amritraj Foundation to benefit the destitute of India. Cash for Charity, Flow for Hip Hop! Wednesday October 15, 2008 at V-Lounge 2020 Wilshire Blvd, Santa Monica. Doors open at 9pm. $20 general admission. $100 VIP includes free beer and wine, private bar, hors d'oeuvres and access to VIP section. Call 818-988-9977 for guest list or email KMAHENDRA@THEVAF.COM. Don't be cheap, b*tchez! Support the CAUSE and The (Sis)Tem! Peace.....

On Set With Kandi Cole & The (Sis)Tem

Miki Vale, Oracle, Kandi Cole, Madam Brown and Mis.Led!

Last weekend my (Sis)ta, Kandi Cole, shot her first video for the lead single, "I Can't Escape", from her upcoming album, "Happy Birthday, Kandi Cole". The (Sis)Tem was in full effect mode, like Al B. Sure. We had mad fun. The red cups were def in our hands the whole time! We were on a fresh ass rooftop in downtown, Los Angeles. The place was dope as f***! The crew were great. There was Digiorno, not delivery. HAHAHA! There was Bacardi Gold, and Coke (the kind you drink, not the other kind!). HAHAHAHA! Anyway, there was conversation regarding the presidential race, hip hop, jokes, and just plain old fashion getting to know people better. Be on the look out for Kandi's new video and album and support the (Sis)Tem Crew! World domination is in process. The presidential candidates ain't got sh*t on us!

OJ GUILTY!

I slammed the gavel down on that one! This dumb ass had the audacity to commit a crime, after the jury in 1994 allowed him to go free for the murder of Nicole and Ron. This man has all the nerve in the world. Mr. Untouchable, does he think he is? Attempting to pen a book entitled "If I did it" was the straw that broke Mis.Led's back. He's got the biggest balls on the planet. He must fear nothing; not even GOD. He never seems genuine to me; not in any case or under any circumstance, for that matter. He and Jade from ANTM remind me of each other in that they both never seem sincere. Crocodile tears, fake frowns, a carelessness in their concern. He's a cold piece of work, as they say in sunny Cali. I feel nothing for this man. Whether he murdered those innocent people or not. He was allowed his freedom for 15 more years and STILL couldn't just be happy or, at least content. He had to go above and beyond. He couldn't just go away and raise his kids and enjoy his life? I feel nothing for him or his verdict. Look at his face in this pic. He doesn't even seem sincere in this moment capured. Seems socio to me and my opinion is the only one that counts on this page. Peace Oran. Should've left well enough alone.

SUPER MEEE!!!

I saw this on the MissBehave site. Sarah is crazy and never fails to entertain. I had to try it. This is the funniest thing. I should've been born this way. Check me out! Then go do you. HAHA!

Friendly Reminder!!!

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Its About To Be A What?! A Girl Fight!

First, let me preface this by saying that I've been used to gettin' "hated" on, but in my older years its been a little less "in your face" and more so "behind your back/in your face". Well, I've been meaning to blog about this for a minute but time has not permitted, so, here goes.

A couple of weeks ago I was coming home from my mom's crib. It was 'round midnight. I had my laundry and I was walking up the stairs to my apt. My neighbor (a guy) saw me and came over to help me with my stuff. I told him that it wasn't that heavy but that I appreciated his assistance none the less. He put my stuff by my door and began to walk away. I asked him "how was your show?" (Earlier in the day, he'd invited me to some hip hop show that he was going to, to which I graciously declined, as I didn't want it to be mistaken for a "date"). Just before I could clear all of the words from my voice box, his "chick(en)" came from around the corner of the hallway and yelled, "WHAT THE F*CK YOU HELPIN' HER WITH HER SH!T FOR?!!" My instant reaction was to laugh; loudly. She did not appreciate that. She repeated herself, " NAH AH, WHAT THE F*CK YOU HELPIN' HER WITH HER SH!T FOR?!! AND WHAT SHOW?!!" The latter was directed toward me. I laughed again.

Let me give you all a little backround on this. I have NEVER liked this guy. He's kinda grimy seeming and he'd pissed me off a while back when he attempted, in a very aggresive manner, to kick it to me. After he did that, I didn't speak a word to him for 2 years! Throughout that time, a boyfriend I'd had, and the "guy" had beef and I even stayed out of their drama. I just didn't care to be bothered with him. I wanted no parts of him. Until...

It was my birthday and he asked me if he could smoke some trees with me. I figured, I have been mean enough to this dude and I'd like to blow some trees as well, so, I accepted. He came in and we talked. We talked about why I hadn't spoken to him (as if he didn't understand). We talked about the release of my mixtape. We talked about nothing. The only thing me and this guy have in common are trees, period. Anyway, we blew it down a few more times over the next couple of weeks. Nothing more. I asked once about this girl. I see him with her all the time and I always get a bad "shoot you in your pretty face" vibe from her, so I asked if she was his girl. He told me that she was his EX-girl, that she already had a new man, and that she would just come over and visit with him every now and then. Sounded suspect to me, but I didn't care to go any farther.

Flash forward to her screaming at me,"WHAT SHOW??!!", at my door, in the middle of the night. I looked at her with a smerk and said, "THEE show." He reiterated, "Yeah, THEE show." I laughed, again. She proceeded to yell at me, "NAH AH, WHAT'S THE BUSINESS BETWEEN YA'LL TWO?" She repeated it. I looked at her. I looked at him. At this point I'm amazed that he ain't checked her ass, yet. So I said, calmly, but with a giggle, "He's my neighbor, man." She told me that she "be seein'me" and I "be doin' too much." I looked at her and the whole time I'm thought, " If this B*tch steps one toe nail over my threshold, Imma have to kill her." Ain't gon' be no "Oh, I had a fight." Its gon' be "Oh, I had to kill her cause' she's trespassing and I feel my life is in immediate danger." Anywho, with all that I am trying to accomplish in my life and being that this is my place of residence and not hers, I decided to say to her, calmly, again, "This is my crib, yo. Don't bring that sh*t over here. Talk to him." As I looked at her ugly face, I could see all the tracks in her head and I thought to myself, self, "She's gonna be sooo mad when you snatch every 1 of them wack-ass, loose-ass tracks out her tired ass scalp." She looked as if she wanted to come closer. She said, "I ain't did nothin' to you, yet..." I cut her off and said, in a Hannibal Lecter-esque demeanor, "Now, why the f*ck would you do something to me?" I wanted to cannibalize her ass. He quickly got in between us and shoved her down the stairs. I laughed. She yelled at him, "OH, YOU GON' PUT YOUR HANDS ON ME, NOW?!!" Ay, ay, ay. What's wrong with these chickens? He ain't even on a little bit of my level, especially as far as looks go. I can see how she pulled him. She's tired. A mess, even. If jealousy makes people into monsters, then she's definitely on the boogie man's level. I love silly broads. I always have because I appreciate a good laugh.

That ain't it, though. After all of that, he text me. He said that he was so sorry and implored my forgiveness. He said that he "didn't even know she was in the building." HAHAHAHAHA! Whatever, lame-o. My reply was simply, "Check that b*tch." He stated that he had already done so and "sent her on her way". Then, this numbskull had the audacity to ask me if I wanted his company!!! I didn't answer. He then tried to bribe me by saying, "You won't be sorry. Nothing but kisses from neck to toe." EWWWWW!!! Seriously? Is that how game works? I was flabbergasted. I replied, "I ain't even trying to get down with you like that, man. Please don't ever get at me like that, again!" He said, "Ok, I respect that." HAHAHA! As if he had a choice. WTF?!!! Do I seem like I want you to come over here and kiss me from neck to toe? Because I don't! YUCK! Even if I did like him, what had just occurred would've killed all that for me. I'm selective. I am very selective. Never in a zillion-katrillion-bagillion years would I select him. EVER. Gross. The trees were good, but not worth the drama.

Anyway, after all of that, he came home the next day, walked up the same stairs (I can see this because I keep my door open when it's too hot in my crib) and don't you know this bird was following right behind him! (I thought I smelled chicken)! HAHAHA! I almost died! If a dude played me out like that, I def wouldn't be back. Especially the very next day. Mind you, he said she was his EX. Don't seem very "Ex-like" to me. I should've blew up his spot but I didn't. I'm a lady! To top it off, he didn't even look at me! LMAO! Now he don't know me? I love it!

I guess the point of this blog entry is to warn you all, chicken head or no chicken head, you can't just go around tryng to fight pretty girls just because they live next door to your, eh em..." EX "; especially at their homes. You could get shot, stabbed with kitchen knives, sliced with kindergarten scissors, cheese grated, kicked down the stairs, jumped by their homegirls, beat by their boyfriends, brothers, cousins or even, homeboys. Even worse, they could call the block out on yo' stank ass (remember, it’s her territory). It’s just not smart and it def ain't safe, and not every woman will be as researved and clear minded as I. Now she likes to play the "staring" game with me.

Stay tuned for the next episode of "I know my man has a thing for you, b*tch next door, and because you're pretty and I'm not, I'm going to stare you down every chance I get because I have the misconception that you're a chump and plus, I have nothing better to do but follow behind his sorry, sneaky ass", because ya'll know this ain't the end of it. I'm going to get a snap shot of her somehow and post it. I got tricks up my sleeve. Abra cadabra, chickenz! BOCK BOCK!