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Single of the Week: "Bizzy Body," Paul Wall feat. Webbie

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Pink is upset at The Kanye because of his appreciation for fur. Maybe she should be more concerned with having only sold 17 albums in the last five years.

We poke at The Kanye periodically here at Turning the Screw - mostly only when he's done something asinine though, like grow a shag - but let us be clear on this: he rules ass. We heard "Can't Tell Me" again for the first time in about a year this past weekend and, Jesus Christ, that is an amazing song.

Oh, man: Jay-Z is not dicking around.

That The Girls Love Drake album you picked up over the weekend was totally a bootleg.

New York's Necro allegedly got into a bit of fisticuffs with some guys who were eyeballing him. Maybe we're just crazy, but it doesn't seem like it'd be the best idea in the world to start an altercation with the guy who's spearheading the Hardcore Gore-Rap genre.

And you gotta love the response he gave after his show was cancelled because he was in jail: "I love my fans, I'm going to send them a personal response online." A personal response online? Like, an e-hug? That sounds really fulfilling.

Bow Wow took his grievances with Columbia, to his Twitter page, saying he wanted to leave the label with a quickness. Said the label at the prospect of losing a 22-year-old rapper whose only marketable schtick was being 12 years old, "Oh... no.... please... reconsider... [fart noise]"

Kelis used her Twitter to suggest that Nas cheated on her. Said Nas in response, "And?"

Eminem totally knew Bruno was going to put his bare ass in his face. We're not sure if that's more or less embarrassing than people thinking it happened on accident. (Also, wasn't Em's performance surprisingly uninteresting? We've really been disappointed with him as of late. Which we're sure is really just eating away at him.)

Def Jam is getting the nod from this year's VH-1 Hip-Hop Honors show. Good for them.

Okay, look: that It's Hip Hop, Baby! DVD series, which is apparently aimed at helping educate children with various kinds of learning disabilities, is a great, great thing. Sure. But c'mon, doesn't the story about how the founder became so frustrated with her baby son (who was born with a genetic disorder) that she scooped him up and began beatboxing, which calmed him down, sound just a tad bit dubious?

Who does that? When have you ever been so frustrated that you just started beatboxing?

Thanks to Target, the Black Eyed Peas' forthcoming album The E.N.D. (which, sadly, is not as literal as we hoped) will be some sort of (horrible) "deluxe" edition. For our money, the Black Eyed Peas have to be the weirdest looking collection of people we've ever seen. When Justin Timberlake told Andy Samberg at the beginning of the MTV Movie awards that his penis looked like Fergie, we LOLed big time.

We're a bit wishy-washy on how we feel about KRS-One's forthcoming book, The Gospel of Hip Hop. We mean, it has the potential to be good, but it seems like it'll probably be a whole lot of "The game ain't what it used to be" stuff. How does that help anyone?

DMX pled guilty to that assault charge from a while back. Which one, you ask? Does it really matter? Also, just for fun, here's a rundown from Niki D'Andrea of DMX's rap sheet.

Houston Rap Video of the Week

Because you either missed it or forgot about it.