This ***** Rick James was something else, G

[FaTaL]

I always felt our competition was healthy, although I was jealous when he started getting big, more than jealous, I was pissed, because here was this little short ego'd out fukker who I had a feeling didn't like people of his own race and wanted to be white and taller. While on the road, I never saw Prince hang out with black men or black women. In fact, his demeanor was like that of a short uppity white boy.

 

[Big Mel]

Here is an excerpt about Prince

In the 80's, Rick James asked Prince to open up the "Fire Up Tour." James states in his book, "The Confessions Of Rick James, Memoirs Of A Super Freak," that he had yet to meet Prince. The only thing he had heard about him was that he was shy. James had hoped this was false because if he was shy, he had no business being out on the road with him.

James said he walked through the backstage entrance, Prince was sitting on his group's drums playing some bullshyt beat. James sat down and began playing some serious stuff. He said Prince looked over at him and got his little ass up and walked away.

James adds, "Prince was just starting out and the first time I saw Prince and his band open for me, I felt sorry for him. Here's this little dude wearing high heels, standing there in a trench coat. Then at the end of the set, he'd take off his trench coat and he'd be wearing little girl's bloomers. The guys in the audience booed him to death."

The following weeks of the tour weren't very different from the opening date. Whenever I was on stage I'd see Prince on the side of the stage just staring and watching everything I did, like a kid in school.

One day I walked into the auditorium, getting ready to go on and I heard the crowd chanting loudly. I went to check it out. Here's Prince doing my chants. Not only was he stalking the stage like me, he was doing my trademark funk sign, flipping the microphone and everything. The boy had stolen my whole show. I was pissed and so was my band. This went on night after night, every show I'd see more of my routine. It got to the point I couldn't do the stuff I had always done because Prince was doing it before I came on. It started to look like I was copying him.

Everyone knew what was happening, his management, my management. The atmosphere backstage was not improved by the fact that Prince's band members were not on good terms with my band and my guys wanted to kick their asses. Prince's musicians would stick their noses in the air and not even acknowledge the Stone City Band, even if they were all standing together, waiting for the elevator. Prince's group was a bunch of egotistical a$$holes who never even played on a record. The kid did it all, they were just hired players.

One day, things blew up and management called a meeting. I told Prince's manager, that if Prince did any more of my show he was off the tour. Finally, we all met in Prince's room, Prince, me and our bands. Prince's band was afraid, very afraid. Prince sat on the bed and hardly said a word. He acted like a little bytch while his band and mine patched up our differences.

Soon after this episode. There was a birthday party for me. Prince came, he was sitting at a table with some people not drinking. I walked up to him, grabbed him by the back of the hair and poured cognac down his throat. He spit it out like a little bytch and I laughed and walked away. I loved fukking with him like that.

I always felt our competition was healthy, although I was jealous when he started getting big, more than jealous, I was pissed, because here was this little short ego'd out fukker who I had a feeling didn't like people of his own race and wanted to be white and taller. While on the road, I never saw Prince hang out with black men or black women. In fact, his demeanor was like that of a short uppity white boy.

A few years later when James was performing at the Universal Amphitheater. The second night of the show, Rod Stewart and his wife Alana came to the show. James decided to have them sit in front row seats that belonged to Prince.

From the stage, I could see Prince's attempt to throw Rod and Alana out of the seats. Alana told Prince to kiss her ass. Then, during a performance with the Mary Jane Girls, James saw Prince being carried around the venue in his bodyguard's arms just to get attention.

After the show, when Prince saw Rick and Rod backstage, he jumped over the stairs and fled. Allegedly, Rod told Rick, "I hate that little prikk." Rick was pissed and called Prince all kinds of little bytches. Rick said, "Had Prince not jumped over the stairs and ran, I swear I would have kicked his ass."

James heard later that Prince went to see Michael Jackson's concert and tried to disrupt it. When Michael allegedly found out that Prince was in the house, he came out badder than ever and Prince left the show before it was over.

Rick adds, "I always thought of Prince as a great player and a very innovative person but as far as himself as a person, he could use a good ghetto ass kicking."

 

[thaKEAF]

James adds, "Prince was just starting out and the first time I saw Prince and his band open for me, I felt sorry for him. Here's this little dude wearing high heels, standing there in a trench coat. Then at the end of the set, he'd take off his trench coat and he'd be wearing little girl's bloomers. The guys in the audience booed him to death."

Bruh I'm in tears right now I think I have a link to this somewhere that I never downloaded.

 

[Big Mel]

Rod Stewart is a G too. Him & Rick hangin' is a tough duo. Rod Stewart would Bust Prince's ass.

 

[patscorpio]

subs

 

[shopthatwrecks]

[ame]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lChqNFF9mt0[/ame]

the lows quik added to the remake....with richie rich....shocked the shyt out of me when i popped in the rhythm n red bootleg somebody made...awhile back

 

[ℒℴѵℯJay ELECTUA]

there are countless of stories and recollections of james in his prime, the man was a legend and a bugged out motho! Snortin lines after each song at concerts and throwing coke on random people..lol

the Prince recollections are funny too, Prince used to open up for him.

 

[Art Barr]

I think I have found what will be moved to the front of the pirated list.


Art Barr

 

[L. Deezy]

Here is an excerpt about Prince

In the 80's, Rick James asked Prince to open up the "Fire Up Tour." James states in his book, "The Confessions Of Rick James, Memoirs Of A Super Freak," that he had yet to meet Prince. The only thing he had heard about him was that he was shy. James had hoped this was false because if he was shy, he had no business being out on the road with him.

James said he walked through the backstage entrance, Prince was sitting on his group's drums playing some bullshyt beat. James sat down and began playing some serious stuff. He said Prince looked over at him and got his little ass up and walked away.

James adds, "Prince was just starting out and the first time I saw Prince and his band open for me, I felt sorry for him. Here's this little dude wearing high heels, standing there in a trench coat. Then at the end of the set, he'd take off his trench coat and he'd be wearing little girl's bloomers. The guys in the audience booed him to death."

The following weeks of the tour weren't very different from the opening date. Whenever I was on stage I'd see Prince on the side of the stage just staring and watching everything I did, like a kid in school.

One day I walked into the auditorium, getting ready to go on and I heard the crowd chanting loudly. I went to check it out. Here's Prince doing my chants. Not only was he stalking the stage like me, he was doing my trademark funk sign, flipping the microphone and everything. The boy had stolen my whole show. I was pissed and so was my band. This went on night after night, every show I'd see more of my routine. It got to the point I couldn't do the stuff I had always done because Prince was doing it before I came on. It started to look like I was copying him.

Everyone knew what was happening, his management, my management. The atmosphere backstage was not improved by the fact that Prince's band members were not on good terms with my band and my guys wanted to kick their asses. Prince's musicians would stick their noses in the air and not even acknowledge the Stone City Band, even if they were all standing together, waiting for the elevator. Prince's group was a bunch of egotistical a$$holes who never even played on a record. The kid did it all, they were just hired players.

One day, things blew up and management called a meeting. I told Prince's manager, that if Prince did any more of my show he was off the tour. Finally, we all met in Prince's room, Prince, me and our bands. Prince's band was afraid, very afraid. Prince sat on the bed and hardly said a word. He acted like a little bytch while his band and mine patched up our differences.

Soon after this episode. There was a birthday party for me. Prince came, he was sitting at a table with some people not drinking. I walked up to him, grabbed him by the back of the hair and poured cognac down his throat. He spit it out like a little bytch and I laughed and walked away. I loved fukking with him like that.

I always felt our competition was healthy, although I was jealous when he started getting big, more than jealous, I was pissed, because here was this little short ego'd out fukker who I had a feeling didn't like people of his own race and wanted to be white and taller. While on the road, I never saw Prince hang out with black men or black women. In fact, his demeanor was like that of a short uppity white boy.

A few years later when James was performing at the Universal Amphitheater. The second night of the show, Rod Stewart and his wife Alana came to the show. James decided to have them sit in front row seats that belonged to Prince.

From the stage, I could see Prince's attempt to throw Rod and Alana out of the seats. Alana told Prince to kiss her ass. Then, during a performance with the Mary Jane Girls, James saw Prince being carried around the venue in his bodyguard's arms just to get attention.

After the show, when Prince saw Rick and Rod backstage, he jumped over the stairs and fled. Allegedly, Rod told Rick, "I hate that little prikk." Rick was pissed and called Prince all kinds of little bytches. Rick said, "Had Prince not jumped over the stairs and ran, I swear I would have kicked his ass."

James heard later that Prince went to see Michael Jackson's concert and tried to disrupt it. When Michael allegedly found out that Prince was in the house, he came out badder than ever and Prince left the show before it was over.

Rick adds, "I always thought of Prince as a great player and a very innovative person but as far as himself as a person, he could use a good ghetto ass kicking."

I need this book...lol

 

[Big Mel]

I'll post Ricks entire discog at some point tonight.

 

[G.O.A.T Squad Spokesman]

She was only 17


[ame]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_OZ8C3T4kPs[/ame]

 

[Big Mel]

But she was sexy!

 

[Majestyx]

http://www.amazon.com/Confessions-Rick-James-Memoirs-Super/dp/0979097630
the excerpts alone are great. Here's one about Marvin Gaye
"One day at the studio I ran into Marvin Gaye. He asked me, "Rick, have you gotten your bonus?" I said, "What bonus?" He said, "Your bonus for going platinum."

"I said I hadn't. He said whenever somebody's album goes platinum, Motown gives them a bonus. I said I hadn't gotten mine yet. He said that if it wasn't cash, then a Stutz (exotic car) or something."

I began to get pissed. I hadn't received anything and I certainly felt I deserved it.

The next day I got up early and went to Motown. I was mad. I went into Suzanne DePasse's office and screamed.

"Where's my bonus?"

She calmed down and said, "Rick, this is something you should talk to Berry Gordy about."

I tried calling Berry but he was nowhere to be found.

I didn't know it then but Marvin loved to start shyt up with the company and their artists. Motown did sometimes give bonuses for huge selling albums but it wasn't mandatory and Marvin knew this.

He was just trying to rile me up and cause trouble. He knew I had a crazy nature and he knew that I would run straight to Motown and raise hell. Marvin was always like that, a crazy motherf**ker, but I loved him to death.

I never got a bonus and Berry Gordy called and told me that I was out of line. At that time Marvin was divorcing Berry's sister, Anna, and he was recording an album that she would get all the royalties from. So I guess he felt like causing even more trouble than usual. Berry did end up throwing some extra money my way but he made sure I knew that from then on I had to talk straight to him if I had a problem.

marvin seemed like he was cool as fukk.. this story proves it.
lol @ rick james habitually punking the shyt out of prince

 

[Obtain Knowledge]

Rick James was a musical genius and one of the best artists of all time

"Bustin Out" is one of my favorite music videos of all time:

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[Obtain Knowledge]

Rick James was so great with music that he even gave Eddie Murphy a hit song

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