
Okay sooo, "Super C" is the new alias for the Queen of Crunk & B, Ciara. Formerly hailed as the next queen of R&B (after Beyonce of course), Ciara has previously released two multi-platinum selling albums, that have brought about numerous awards, including Grammy nominations. However, after a 3 year hiatus from the game--minus of course, guest appearances--Ciara is attempting a come back (Her third album, Fantasy Ride is expected to hit stores on Tuesday) to an R&B game that; thanks to the soulful dominance of people such as Jazmine Sullivan and Jennifer Hudson, doesn't really rely on pop beats and well choreographed dances as much as it used to, and frankly, she sucks. Never Ever, her biggest hit to date alongside Young Jeezy was far from phenomenal, cute at the most. Love, Sex, And Magic=a cool excuse to cop fr

ee Justin Timberlake feels. Explode, a successful attempt at making people wanna have sex, and her latest attempt at a hit single, Feelin' On My Ass, with the less than mediocre rapper Koochie Mane, is bound to be a flop, even though it has yet to hit the radio.
Super C is dead.
So Is Crunk & B.
Anything with the name crunk in it died with that hip-hop Bob Marely wanna-be, Lil' Jon.
Therefore, Ciara is dead.
But let it be known the above statement is ONLY hypothetical. (See: Aaliyah).
Anyhow, I've been outwritten, out posted, out everything-ed by my partner in crime, Kid Curry, who posts blogs at an alarmng and life-altering rate.
If only I could keep up.
Lol.
Peep that I Need A Girl vid she put up tho.
Cool Shit.
'Till Next Time,
Peace Suckaz.
Suav3.