Onika Tanya Maraj, conocida en el ámbito de la música urbana contemporánea como Nicki Minaj, es una rapera, cantante, compositora, modelo, empresaria y actriz nacida el 8 de diciembre de 1982 en Puerto España, Trinidad y Tobago. Desde los cinco años se fue a vivir a Queens, Nueva York, Estados Unidos. Entre 2007 y 2009 se da conocer por la producción y edición de tres mixtapes y a partir de allí firmó contrato con el sello discográfico Young Money Entertainment, con distribución de Universal Motown. Niñez, Juventud y Vida Familiar Nicki Minaj fue criada por su abuela hasta los cinco años cuando se mudó, junto a sus padres, al barrio neoyorquino de Queens; allí, según declaraciones de la propia artista, vivió momentos ingratos a causa del comportamiento violento de su padre, al parecer motivado por la adicción al alcohol y otras drogas. Inicios de Nicki Minaj en la Música Desde pequeña demostró interés por la música, tocaba clarinete cuando estudiaba en la Elizabe...
El R&B o Rhythm and Blues es un género musical afroamericano que se originó en los años 40 como una combinación del blues, el jazz y el gospel. Inicialmente, el R&B era conocido como "race music" (música de raza) y estaba dirigido principalmente a la audiencia afroamericana.
El R&B se caracteriza por el uso de una sección rítmica compuesta por batería, bajo y guitarra, junto con la voz del cantante, que suele ser expresiva y emotiva. Las letras suelen hablar de amor, relaciones, dolor y temas sociales.
En la década de los 50, el R&B se popularizó en todo el mundo gracias a artistas como Ray Charles, Sam Cooke y Etta James. En los 60, el R&B evolucionó hacia el soul, con artistas como Aretha Franklin, Otis Redding y James Brown. En los 80 y 90, el R&B se mezcló con el hip hop y se convirtió en un género muy popular en la música comercial, con artistas como Michael Jackson, Whitney Houston y Mariah Carey.
Hoy en día, el R&B sigue siendo un género musical popular y ha evolucionado hacia subgéneros como el neo soul y el trap soul.
I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin
So far ahead, these bums is lagging
See me in that new thing, bums is gagging
I'm starting to feel like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
I'm starting to feel like a dungeon dragon
Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin'
So fuck I look like getting back to a has-been?
Yeah, I said it, has-been, hang it up, flatscreen
Plasma, Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma
I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine
I got bars, sentencing
I'm a bad bitch, I'm a cunt
And I'll kick that hoe, punt
Forced trauma, blunt
You play the back, bitch, I'm in the front
You need a job, this ain't cutting it
Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fucking with
You lil' Fraggle Rock, I beat you with a pad-a-lock
I am a movie, camera block
You outta work, I know it's tough
But enough is enough
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
I ain't into S&M, but my whip's off the chain
A little drop of candy paint drips off the frame
Twisted-ass mind, got a pretzel for a brain
An eraser for a head, fucking pencil for a frame
You don't like it then peel off, bitch
Every last woman on Earth I'll kill off, and I still wouldn't fuck you, slut
So wipe the smile on your grill off
I swear to God I'll piss a Happy Meal off
Get the wheels turning, spin, and wheel off
Snap the axle in half, bust the tie-rod
Quit hollering Why, God? He ain't got shit to do with it
Bygones'll never be bygones, so won't be finished swallowing my wad
I ain't finished blowing it, nice bra
Hope it'll fit a tough titty, bitch, life's hard
I swear to God, life is a dumb blonde white broad
With fake tits and a bad dye job
Who just spit in my fucking face and called me a fucking tightwad
So finally I broke down and bought her an iPod
And caught her stealing my music, so I tied her arms and legs to the bed
Set up the camera and pissed twice on her
Look, two pees and a tripod!
The moral to the story is, life's treating you like dry sod?
Kick it back in its face, my God
It's Shady and Nicki Minaj, you might find the sight quite odd
But don't ask why, bitch (Ask why not)
The world-world is my punching bag and
If I'm garbage, you're a bunch of maggots
Make that face, go on, scrunch it up at me
Show me the target so I can lunge and attack it
Like a, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
You fell off, off, they musta bumped your wagon
You musta went off the back, I'm 'bout to go off the deep end
I told you to stay in your lane, you just jumped in traffic
Is this the thanks that I get for putting you bitches on?
Is it my fault that all of you bitches gone?
Shoulda sent a thank-you note, you little hoe
Now I'mma wrap your coffin' with a bow
"Nicki, she's just mad cause you took the spot
Word, that bitch mad cause I took the spot?
Well, bitch, if you ain't shitting, then get off the pot
Got some niggas out in Brooklyn that'll off your top
I hear them mumbling, I hear the cackling
I got 'em scared, shook, panicking
Overseas, church, Vatican
You at a standstill, mannequin
You wanna sleep on me? Overnight?
I'm the motherfucking boss, overwrite
And when I pull up, vroom, motorbike
Now all my niggas getting buck, overbite
I see them dusty-ass Filas, Levi's
Raggedy Ann, holes in your knee-highs
I call the play, now do you see why?
These bitches calling me Manning Eli
Manning Eli, these bitches calling me Manning Eli!
All you lil' faggots can suck it, no homo
But I'mma stick it to 'em like refrigerator magnets
And I'm crooked enough to make straitjackets bend
Yeah, look who's back again, bitch, keep acting as if
You had the same passion that I have, yeah, right
Still hungry, my ass, you assdicks had gastric bypass
Ain't hot enough to set fire to dry grass
And 'bout as violent as hair on eyelids but eyelash!
Go take a flying leap of faith off a fucking balcony
'fore I shove a falcon wing up your fly ass
You know what time it is, so why ask?
When Shady and Nicki's worlds clash, it's (high class) meets (white trash)
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
Roman, Roman! Stop it, stop it!
You've gone mad, mad, I tell you, mad!
You and this boy Slim Shady!
What's going on? They'll lock you away!
They'll put you in a jail cell! I promise!
Take your mother's warning, Roman, please
Back to bed! Run along! Let's go! Come on!
Wash your mouth out with soap, boys