Karrine “Superhead” Steffans Is Back And Chris Brown, Trey Songz & Michael B. Jordan All Evoke R.Kelly!
Karrine “Superhead” Steffans Is Back And Chris Brown, Trey Songz & Michael B. Jordan All Evoke R.Kelly


Was Mary J. Blige’s Husband Creeping With Karrine “Superhead” Steffans?
THAT SUPERHEAD IS STILL AT IT!

Karrine Steffans Claims To Be “Becky With The Good Hair”
THIS CHICK…..



Karrine Steffans Bags Columbus Short…They Are Married!
SUPERHEAD GOT EEM!


Karrine Steffans Calls Who A Has-Been?
SHOTS FIRED.

Is Method Man Karrine Steffan's "Papa" ?
MORE SUPERHEAD TALES.

Karrine Steffans Has A New Book?
Karrine Steffans is BACK?

Hip-Hop Rumors: Is Superhead Smashing Diddy's Son?
KARRINE STEFFANS ALLEGEDLY HAS A NEW CHAPTER STARTING WITH DIDDY’S SON…

Hip-Hop Rumors: Superhead And Soulja Boy Date For 20 Minutes! (Pix)
GUESS WHO HAD 20 MINUTES WITH SUPERHEAD!?

Ja Rule Talks Superhead Being "Prostituted", Early Frustrations Over Giving Jay Z "Can I Get A…" + MORE (VIDEO)
Ja Rule Talks Superhead Being “Prostituted”, Early Frustrations Over Giving Jay Z “Can I Get A…” + MORE (VIDEO)

Hip Hop Rumors: Superhead And Who Have A Thing Going On Again?
KARRINE STEFFANS MAY BE DATING RAPPER AGAIN

Hip-Hop Rumors: Lil Wayne Takes A Loss Over Text
LIL WAYNE TAKES AN “L” OVER TEXT

Hip-Hop Rumors: The Saga of Lil Wayne and Superhead Continues
Superhead and Lil Wayne sure have an interesting history. I don’t know if you know, but basically its some kind of strange love affair. But, the strange thing is Weezy is supposedly engaged and Superhead is – I don’t know – being Karrine. Recently, Karrine posted a picture of her at Lil Wayne’s house and has again professed her love for him. She said, “This moment, lying in bed, looking out into the backyard, watching the man who taught me everything about unconditional love and acceptance. Thanking God for the simple things. Thanking Him for forgiveness and forever.” Interesting: FOREVER. So, then it leads right into a poem that she wrote to Lil Wayne called FOREVER. When I was a child, I threw around the word forever, never understanding its implications. Back then, I also threw around the word love, never understanding its meaning, and the term friend, not realizing that not everybody could be one. As much as I have always loved words, I have not always understood their weight. But, forever… As the years have gone by, I realized how long forever is and that, in actuality, it doesn’t exists. Forever is infinite –– it’s an idea that will always be chased but never captured. How long is forever? How much is infinity? Eventually, I gave up on forever and learned to enjoy the now. I began to live my life in increments, knowing they could end at any time and that it was okay for things to end, for endings make way for beginnings and that is a word I have grown to appreciate. I don’t believe in forever. Not in life and not in love. I understand that people grow and they often grow apart and in different directions — and that’s okay! I believe that people stay together out of fear and complacency and that, if most people had their druthers and were given different, better choices, they would snatch them up in a heartbeat and go live the life they’ve secretly been wanting to live. Yet, they are bound by the falsities of forever. They are bound by what other perpetually unhappy people have told them life should be and they are holding on to the idea that one day, some time in the future, they will reach this place called forever. Except it doesn’t exist. All there is, is this continuum of time multiplied by the inevitable and everything, one day, will end. The ride will stop and we’ll all have to get off and none of us will be getting off together and all of us will be getting off alone. But here I am… I’m looking at a relationship that just won’t seem to end and, as I stand nose-to-nose with you, my lips curling, my heart writhing in pain, tears streaming down my face, tinted black from my mascara, I say, “You don’t get to leave me.” And just then, I summoned forever. We fell apart that night, as we’d done before, as we did in July and before that, in January. And before that — in August. And before that… It seems to go on forever. And as I sped along the mountain top, clinging to the curves of the drop, I screamed at the precipice of my lungs. I ripped my throat apart in that car, reeling from the coming apart. Thinking we were, finally, over. I struggled all the next day to just keep moving, to count our increments of time together as ended — as lost in the continuum between never was and forever. As I readied for bed, I thought of you, wishing you could hear my heart, silently praying that you heard my shrills as I left you that night — that you heard everything I said through my tears. Precisely then, you wrote… …I hear you. And, just like that, you summoned forever and I knew… I don’t get to leave you. “They keep us talking, but if we stop talking about them then they should worry!” -illseed. Illseed, Out. GET INTERACTIVE WITH ALLHIPHOP.COM! Follow us on Twitter! Like us on Facebook! Email illseed rumors: kingillseed@gmail.com

Did Gucci Mane Just Pull a "Superhead"?
________________ The views and opinions expressed herein are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of AllHipHop.com _________________ Y’all remember Karrine “Superhead” Steffans—the chick who wrote the tell-all book on rappers and their sexual stuff—“Confessions of a Video Vixen”—where she lays it all out and spills the tea on some of your favorite rappers. Basically, she effed a lot of rappers. That’s the gist of the book and yes, I read it in one day. For naming names, she committed career suicide (if there is such a thing within hip-hop). Superhead became a pariah—an outcast—an anathema in the eyes of the industry. How dare she write a book and expose what rappers do when they ain’t rappin’! Along the way, there have been copy-catters. Most notably, Kat Stacks who was a kiss f#*k & tell-all femme fatale who, instead of writing a book about the rappers she was screwing—used the Internet to “out” rappers sexual proclivities. The difference between the two is that Superhead actually used her gray-matter brain and ended up on the New York Times Best Sellers list (three times!) and got that cheddar! Kat Stacks got those “Negro pennies” hosting club parties and whatever her tricks rapper friends gave her. She just penned a book, but as far as I can tell it’s gone double-wood on the best sellers book list. And more recently, there’s Love & Hip-Hop’s (NY) Winter Ramos who just wrote a tell-all book detailing all the dudes in the industry that she and her friends banged. But really, it’s not in the nature of women to have diarrhea of the mouf—especially when it comes to things of a sexual nature. Superhead, Kat Stacks and Winter Ramos are anomalies—aberrations from the norm. Women, in general, don’t start snitching on their stank-boxes when they’ve spread their legs. The “Superhead Archetype”—f#*king & telling through the media—whether it be in book form, these Internets or on TV is actually a rare phenomenon coming from the lips of women. The “Superhead Archetype,” although it carries a woman’s name, originated with men! Fellas! Just think back to those teen years and the first piece of stank you got. What’s the first thing you did after scoring with a chick? Ran and told ya boys, right? Yes you did! You couldn’t wait to tell the fellas on the block about how you waxed Shaneequas’ ass! And every piece of tail you’ve had after that you were obligated to tell your homies that you just hit. We guys have diarrhea of the mouf! But the chick that you banged? You think she went out of her way to tell her girls she just gave up the panties? Hell no! She was mum-mouthed! Her girlfriends had to coax that kind of info out of her ass and in many cases—had to just read between the lines and form their own conclusions. Chicks don’t have diarrhea of the mouf when it comes to sex! Dudes invented the “Superhead Archetype” and hip-hop dressed it up in a skirt and stilettos. Guys have been taught, yea, programmed to kiss & tell. So it should be no surprise when an unknown rapper like AP.9 lets the world know that he boinked CoCo. Whatever the reason for him spilling the beans on her—he was gonna bring that s### out regardless! It was a great look for his rap career and a popularity boost. “Yeah! I f#*ked Ice-T’s wife!” That was a come-up of epic proportions! This is the “Superhead Archetype,” which AP.9 has been conditioned to use to big-up himself and accumulate brownie-points in our sexist society of dick-slinging. Can you blame him? And Lil Wayne who succumbed to the “Superhead Archetype”—snitching on his dick as it relates to Chris Bosh’s wife. “And, and, and I f#*ked Chris Bosh’s wife!” he bellowed to a Houston hip-hop crowd. There was no shame in his whoredom! There was no condemnation from the masses of hip-hop folk. There was no shame in his bragging! The “Superhead Archetype” in full-affect and supported and cosigned by hip-hop. Rappers created the “Superhead Archetype!” Remember when Biggie boasted of all the R&B chicks he’d smash? And Gucci Mane—the “Superhead Archetype” gone awry! Dude has run amok naming chicks he’s smashed! He is the epitome of the “Superhead Archetype!” In the last few days Gucci Mane has gone on an outing frenzy on Twitter with regard to all the stank-boxes he’s beat up—allegedly sexing up Buffy the Body, Nicki Minaj, Young Jeezy’s girlfriend, Fantasia, video vixen Maliah Michel, Tyga’s baby mama Blac Chyna, Big Kuntrey’s girlfriend, Ciara, Monica and several others. Oh, he’s going ham on Twitter snitching on his hang-low! He actually posted a picture of his s###### receiving f####### by someone resembling Nicki Minaj while she takes a selfie! SMH. Must be a new trend of rappers showing us their penises. DMX and now Gucci. When, in the history of hip-hop has a video vixen, urban model or even hoodrat-s#### boldly and proudly proclaimed that they’d f#*ked some famous chick’s husband? It doesn’t happen and it won’t happen because there is no honor or glory when females put their p#### on front-street—because they have been taught (through society) and given clear signals and messages that bragging on one’s v##### is a no-no. You’re a s### and a w#### if you f### more than one dick at a time. Conversely, if you’re a man and you’re screwing many chicks, you’re a player, a Casanova, a pimp, a paramour—the coolest dude ever and the envy of many lesser men. Men will never be made outcasts pariahs for snitching on their d#### phalluses. It’s the world we live in. As the “Secret” deodorant commercial suggests, the “Superhead Archetype” is “Strong enough for a man, but made for a woman!” The “Superhead Archetype” may bear a woman’s name, but men are the masters of its application. Why? Because men have diarrhea of the mouf! As hip-hop/rap goes, rappers, as of late, have been beating all hell out of […]

Hip-Hop Rumors: Not Superhead And Soulja Boy!
THEY SAY: SUPERHEAD BAGS ANOTHER RAPPER!

The Real Deal Behind Superhead And Yung Berg’s Relationship
YUNG BERG TALKS TO AHH ABOUT KARRINE STEFFANS!