Are you ready for night vision footage of a bloated, sweaty, and high-as-a-kite Rick James getting super freaky in a recording studio shortly before his death in 2004? Or more accurately, are you ready to shake your head slowly with regret and silently curse the person who invented the handheld video camera? On the plus side, his sex tapes probably have a better soundtrack than most. (And aren't you glad we got through this entire post without a single "I'm Rick James, bitch!" reference?) (allhihphop.com, via Idolator)