The second half of this decade saw the death of the extravagantly hedonistic music video but not the death of pure slut music. Here's some ho anthems of the last 5 years.

Ying Yang Twins - "Wait (The Whisper Song)" (2005)

For the man whore in all of us, this song was a great salvo to say exactly what she wants to hear. It's like the grown equivalent to "wait till you see my new toys" as a kid except this toy, hopefully, won't break.

Play N Skillz feat. Adina Howard & Krayzie Bone - "The World Has Too Many Freaks" (2005)

Sampling the classic, "Moments in Love" that we all grew up hearing on the Quiet Storm. Then add the woman who wanted a, "freak in the morning and a freak in the evening" in the 90s, urging to "freak her on counter, freak her on the table "and yeah, Krayzie Bone is just icing on the ho cake here, people.

Lil Boosie & Webbie - "Girl Give Me That" (2005)

"I know you want it girl, don't act like you don't want it girl, you want it just as bad as I do..." The ultimate sales pitch for "hoes" on the fence about the evening's endeavors. These two simply demand that they "give me that [lady parts]."

It's come time again for people to make trivial lists counting down everything of the past decade. The best and worse moments, things we'll always remember ... You know, that kinda crap.

Well, I'd be remiss if I didn't count down some of the Ho Anthems of the past decade because if I've learned anything from the past 10 years (8th grade to college graduation for me), it's that freaks just want to get loose. Juvenile's "Back That Ass Up" in 1999 spawned tons of songs encouraging the same behavior, even more, and no one seemed to complain.

Here's some of the songs that would be on a every two-way freak's greatest hits album from this decade.

Trina - "Pull Over" (2000)

Miami's Lil Kim told us early in the decade, what time it was. I mean literally, she said "ain't nan ho got mo booty in the butt,"  how could you not Woop! Woop! after that? This song holds special meaning because it was the first time I got grinded on for real, for real at a party. Ahh, 8th grade... good times.

Don't you hate this? "Due to unusually high call volume, blah blah blah ..." depending on how bad you want your wireless interent to work or that shiny piece of crap on QVC that grandma is dying for, chances are you'll wait it out.

Usually jazzy and upbeat, hold music is the country cousin of elevator music.

What if you called the Police and the 9-1-1 operator had to put you on hold, and everything they played was about law enforcement. The theme from Cops, The Clash's cover of "I Fought The Law" would send a certain subliminal message. What about KRS-One's "Sound of Da Police," I mean that's really what you want to hear, right? Since you're calling them and all. N.W.A.'s "Fuck The Police" and Bob Marley + Eric Clapton's "I Shot The Sheriff" obviously missing.

Some people genuinely live by the policy, 'if it ain't broke, don't fix it.' Problem is, if that person is a DJ and you're in the club, chances are you'll be the one suffering through this guy's once "winning formula."

Attention DJ's! If you haven't updated your set since Jamie Foxx's "Blame It" came out, you're whack. If you still play Ron Browz "Arab Money" or any portion of your set is entirely too auto-tune, excuse my corniness, but you're 2000-late (thanks Fergie).

No one is expecting you to be scouring the streets, hopping the Lynx and digging for records like Q in "Juice" but as a professional iPod playlist, (that's essentially what people think you are), it's kind of your job to be current. Non-vinyl DJ's especially have no excuse for being behind on music.

WARNING: Sweeping generalizations about the musical tastes of black people will be made in this post…I’m black soooo, it’s cool.

I hate being put in a position to express the views and opinions of my race. This time, I think I’ll take a stab at speaking for “my people.”

Following the American Music Awards on Twitter, not only did I get into an argument with a zealous Michael Jackson fan, but I also further realized that black people, for the most part, don’t keep up with white pop stars.

Tweets like “ Damn you Kanye...ain’t nobody know who this skeeza was before the VMA’s now they riding with her like Seabiscuit to the finish line" lead black people to be convinced that Taylor Swift was a nobody before Kanye West embarrassed her on the MTV Video Music Awards, thus throwing her in the spotlight and that’s because, for the most part, we have no idea who these white pop stars are.

Sure there’s Justin Timberlake, Miley Cyrus (I’ve seen Hannah Montana backpacks in the projects for Christ’s sake), Lady Gaga and other artists are just big everywhere but you’d be hard pressed to find a black person who can name a Taylor Swift song let alone own the album.

Then she beat Michael Jackson for awards and people were looking for the digital Dr. King to start marching against her, when as one of my followers so nicely put, MJ is great but he didn’t do much this year but die. (The subsequent retweet is what started my “debates” with MJ fans).

Then Adam Lambert gets on stage and the confusion mixed with homophobia nearly made my Blackberry explode. Truth is, I don’t know many black people that have followed American Idol since the Ruben, Fantasia days and that was what...? 5 years ago?

The point of this? Really isn’t one. Just a cultural observation. The same way I had to Google white actresses not named Anne Hathaway because they all kind of look alike to me is probably the same reason “my people” aren’t aware of the millions of albums Taylor Swift sold this year and really think Kanye West catapulted her to stardom.

Hey, if you want us to know, play it on Power 98.

It’s a black thing.

Joy was an understatement when I pulled a poorly taped together package out of the mail Thursday.

Inside that box and literally wrapped up in a napkin was my missing BlackBerry I thought I'd never see again but that euphoria quickly subsided as I began to take inventory on what I'd received in the mail from a small North Carolina town.

All my pictures, ringtones and most importantly, music, were gone! Not just wiped from the system but replaced!

What kind-hearted monster would do this? Have the decency to give my BlackBerry back that they attained under unknown circumstances but send it back as a shell of it's former self.

Gone were the entire discographies of Nas, Outkast, Jay-Z and The Roots, in was The Spinners, Mtune, Dionne Warwick and Aaron Neville?

I'm all for "Juicy Fruit," and the subsequent hit "Juicy" by Biggie sampled from the same song, but damn! Surprisingly intact, the A&T fight song.

I have nothing against Peabo, Atlantic Starr, Natalie Cole, "big" Luther or the Chi-Lites, but I'd rather hear the The Cool Kids or Dilla beats when I'm wandering around the grocery store.

What makes things weirder are the songs that surprisingly survived the mass destruction. What music head makes an effort to leave Gucci Mane and Wacka Flocka Flame's mixtapes intact but adds gospel like Donnie McClurkin and Fred Hammond to the mix? Were you going to put "Bricks" on a playlist right next to "Never Would've Made It?"

I'm not knocking his choice in music just the fact that dude deleted my gems for it. Whether it was mixtapes or tracks from local artists and producers, unfinished beat sketches by people trying to get my opinion on them or underground albums I can't get my hands on anymore and that's what sucks the most.

But hey, at least Moms just got a whole lot of new music to compliment that Prince on her iTunes.