Nicki Minaj (born name: Onika Tanya Maraj) would like to take a minute or two out of your Wednesday to clarify the shade she indirectly threw at Iggy Azalea (born name: Amethyst Amelia Kelly) during her extra sloppy speech at the BET Awards on Sunday night. But before we get into that, I just need to say that Onika vs. Amethyst sounds like the GLOW wrestling match of my dreams.
While accepting the award for Best Female Hip Hop Artist, the double-stuffed rapping pantyhose doll called out Iggy, without calling out Iggy by name, for being a fraudulent marionette with a fake ass who simply spits out the words that T.I. and other rappers wrote for her. But on Twitter (via Gawker) today, Nicki said that the media got it completely twisted around and she wasn’t trying to tear a ho down, she was giving a pep talk. Nicki gave another “We’ve Got To Do Better” sermon while subtly shading Iggy at the same time:
The media puts words in my mouth all the time and this is no different. I will always take a stance on women writing b/c I believe in us! I believe we’re smart enough to write down our own thoughts and perspective, just like the men do. I’ve been saying this for 5 YEARS. I fell in love with Lauryn Hill b/c I knew she was the author behind those amazingly profound and articulated songs on the MisEducation. I wondered how Lauryn tapped into my brain and wrote an album on love, betrayal, passion, pain, triumph, brokenness…. Did she read minds? It’s the same reason I have a different level of respect for Missy. I know she’s a writer and a producer. Women MUST aspire for more.
I’ve congratulated Iggy on the success of Fancy, publicly. She should be very proud of that. All the women nominated should b proud. That will never change my desire to motivate women to write. Our voices have to be heard. I hope I inspire up & coming females to do that.
That’s a “Stop copying from that boy’s paper, Iggy” speech if I ever heard one.
I never got this “feud.” You’d think that two Fraggle Rock refugees who both bought their asses from the same Goodyear franchise and who bought put on some weird accent when they rap would love each other and be the Thelma & Louise of hip hop. Maybe they feel like the world of bubblegum rap isn’t big enough for both of their 18-wheeler asses. But if Iggy really is getting her lyrics from T.I.’s cheat sheet, I wish she’d stop and write about what she knows. Because I, for one, would love to hear rap songs about Kath & Kim, bogans, Vegemite farts and Brynne Edelsten’s pussy game.