#I'mma sleep now see y'all tomorrow

[silverheartsystem]

Honestly just don't read this please it's garbage self-indulgent vent writing

You don't know why you keep doing this to yourself. Lightbulb goes to sleep and then all of a sudden all of your critical thinking skills go out the window. It's almost like you're just trying to impress her! Yeah, that's all you are. A fake. In every aspect you are just a liar. You fake being smart for attention, you fake every bit of affection just to feel loved, you even fake your own identity. Why? Why are you so pathetic? You know the truth, so stop lying to yourself. You're nothing. You'll always be nothing.

You start to cry. Every word you say to yourself only beats you further into the ground. It hurts. It hurts hearing these words. A part of you knows it is not true. That it's just one part of you spouting nonsense in an attempt to hurt you further. But it is drowned out by the sea of voices screaming every hurtful word it can at you. One person calls you a fake and suddenly every part of your identity collapses...you're supposed to be better than this.

Your crying only wakes up your sleeping girlfriend. It takes her a moment to understand the situation, but once she realizes you're crying, she's on it in an instant.

"Testy? Hey, Testy, what's wrong?"

You sniffle, trying to hold back your tears long enough to get the words out. But they don't budge. In fact, the tears only increase in intensity. You're full on sobbing now. You collapse into Lightbulb's arms. You feel so bad, you don't want to bother her. But you have no where else to go.

She holds you. Tight. She doesn't let go for a long time. She rubs your back gently as you sob into the night. Few actual words are spoken between the two of you. Mostly just cries of anguish, with the occasional "I've got you" from Lightbulb. What feels like hours, but in reality is mere minutes, go by. Your crying has died down, and you are starting to calm down yourself. But an ache still lingers in your mind, and in your stomache.

"I...I'm sorry." You manage to speak. Instantly, Lightbulb jumps to defend you.

"Oh, hun, it's okay! You don't have to be sorry." She wraps her arms around you even tighter than before. "I'm right here for ya Testy."

You hug her back, as tight as you can. Grasping for dear life. It feels like if you let go of her now you could very well fall out of the world, into the void created by your own fears and insecurities. And so you hold on as tight as you can to the brightest light in your life.

"You love me right? You love me for who I am, not for who I pretend to be?" You ask, voice wavering at every turn. You are so far down the guilt train of thought that the idea of being genuinely cared for just seems impossible.

"Huh..? What are you talking about, of course I do! Oh Testy, of course I love you. And I don't know what you are talking about 'pretending.' What I see in front of me is a beautiful, smart, talented, caring girl who always tries her best and is there for me! Testy, you're so important to me. I wouldn't trade you for anything! Not even like, a zillion crabs. I mean, think of all that value! You're worth more than a zillion crabs to me."

You couldn't help but giggle at that. Quiet and light, but still bubbly and uplifting. Lightbulb always has a way of making you feel better, even just by being...her. Just her being there is always enough to help you through the roughest times.

And...why would it be any different for you? Who you are is good enough. More than good enough, it's perfect! You are bringing hope into the world just by existing, and you aren't lying to anyone by choosing to be who you want to be. Your place in this world is valued.

"...thank you Lightbulb. I was just...so worried that who I was wasn't good enough. That, and thinking that who I was to begin with was a liar who was just trying to be something to make you happy. I was...worried you weren't seeing me. That I was just...a fake girl tricking you into loving me." You were starting to cry again; tears welling up in your eyes.

"Testy...you are always good enough for me! You've changed my life for the better in so many ways just by being there. You would never have to lie or pretend to be anything just to make me happy. Because what makes me happiest is you. And I know that the true you is just what I said earlier. A caring girl who is passionate about herself and the world around her. You bring hope wherever you go Testy. You gave me hope. I will always love you, no matter what." She gives you the warmest smile. That smile...you swear, that smile has saved you more than you could ever know.

You look at Lightbulb. You can tell she is worried, but her smile is real. She loves you. And you love her. You smile back. You still feel...messy. But that's just who you are. You aren't Test Tube without being a little bit of a mess. You reckon that you can live with that.

You pull Lightbulb in for a kiss. It's short and sweet, but healing.

"I love you too. And Bulby....

thank you."

[minthysugamon]

ESC 2019 Grand Final. Summary and opinions.

MAHMOOD WAS FREAKING AWESOME.

HATARI REMAIN LEGENDS IN OUR HEARTS. Thank you for standing up against Capitalism and hate.

The Yodel Girl introduced Romania

ALL I KNOW,ALL I KNOOOOOW THAT ITALY WAS FUCKING ROBBED OF THE 1ST PLACE

I still like Duncan and his song,but...yeah...Ballad. next.

Australia was...weird. but i kinda liked it.

Madonna made a fool out of herself...

Norway was meh,i don't understand all the hype around it.

Hatari was and will always be legends.

Jury: North Macedonia...? Never heard of it,but let's give all of our 12 points to them.

Czech Republic deserved better. If anything,Friend of a Friend was the highlight song of the Night.

EUROPEAN AVENGERS,UNITE.

Bilal deserved WAY MUCH MORE HYPE THAN JUST FROM THE FRENCH.

You better go apologize to Miki. Now.

I have a big ass crush on Mahmood. For real.

Pls date me. (Jk,i'm underage,but you're still really good looking)

Switzerland and Malta deserved better. Y'all better listen to their songs all summer because those are BOPS.

I didn't understand why Zena had so little points?

Germany recieved 0 points but didn't end last? Iconic.

I couldn't vote because my bill is already too high...fuck.

Seeing John's heart break was heartbreaking. I cried.

Bar Rafaeli was at loss of words after the Palestine flags incident.

I hope Hatari will get home safely.

Serhat was really cool,thank you for putting us into a good mood.

Part 2 will come tomorrow,but it's 3 AM in Belgium,so i'mma go sleep. Goodnight everyone 🙏❤

[squishybearmax]

Ok so I'mma gush about my gf and if there's a problem get over it. So I usually don't like to be sappy but I'm in a very happy and healthy relationship this Valentine's and I love my girl so fucking much I can't explain to you how much. So what I got her is this adorable dino balloon with heart glasses on, a bigass red ball, three roses, and I'm making her fruit pizza after school because she fucking deserves the best I can do. Y'all Im so excited for tomorrow like Valentine's is gonna be great because Im (hopefully) gonna make my baby smile and we're that couple that walk glued together in public anf now I get why people do that. My gf is so fucking comfortable I wanna be with or on her at all fucking times. I love her so much I wish she could feel how much I love her. Ok I'm done I wanna sleep before I see her. Night all!

[thesocialfables]

As another night at Heaven's Hideaway came to an end, best friends Rhapsody and Echo were preparing to head to Remy's House of Shrimp and Grits as they always do in the early morning. Yet, as the clicks of their stiletto heels echoed in trio, Rhapsody grew concerned with what Echo would say about Cameo's continued tag along.

For the last ten years, the two women have been walking the seedy strip club's back halls side by side. While Echo preferred to keep anybody who wasn’t her bestie at a distance, Rhapsody was well-liked by everyone. At least until she walked away, then she became the topic of their conversation - their negative conversations. Rhapsody was used to women being two-faced with her. Much like a sassy gay man, she was a pretty girl’s favorite accessory – a funny fat black girl. The only problem was, Rhapsody was pretty as well. She wasn’t pretty for a big girl, nor was she pretty for a dark skin girl. All by herself, Tangie was a fucking knockout.

"Are you coming to Remy's?" Echo asked as she approached her private dressing room. Rhapsody was sure she was talking to Cameo, but she was surprised herself that she asked. So both women just remained silent as they split off to head down the hall towards the locker rooms. "Nevermind then, bitches."

As Echo slipped inside, Cameo and Rhapsody followed behind her laughing. "I'mma just start responding to everything then, okay.”

"You better. I told you that quiet, shy girl shit is for the floor, and serial killers." As Rhapsody went to close the door behind her, the only girl she ever honestly had a problem with slipped her foot in the door frame to keep it from closing.

"Dante said you had something to give him." September spoke as Cameo looked on confused while Echo watched September closely to make sure she stayed on her side of the doorframe. Meanwhile, Rhapsody bared a smile and moved over towards the locked cabinet inside Echo’s dressing room and pulled out a large gift bag.

“Tell him, I put my Momma’s present in there too, so if he can just leave it in the bag. And also it has her name on it.” While Rhapsody held the bag out for September to take, she thought about her own two faces regarding her relationship with Dante.

“It’s your boyfriend’s birthday?" Cameo asked sweetly. While she was curious, she was mostly just trying to cut the thick tension in the room. As Echo continued to stare at September warningly and it seemed as if Rhapsody was tempting her to try and step inside with the distance between September's reach and the colorful bag that read Happy Birthday.

“Our daughter’s,” Rhapsody gleamed as she stopped toying with September and pushed the bag into her hand. “Her birthday’s tomorrow.”

“You coming to work after, right?” September asked smugly, although she was careful to stay on her side as she took the bag.

“Actually, none of us are. We’re going to King’s Point after.” Echo interjected. “You’ll cover for us though, right?”

“Can’t we all just get along?” Even though those were the words she spoke, Rhapsody slammed the door in September's face before she could answer back to Echo's taunt.

“Your daughter’s father is September’s boyfriend?” Cameo questioned once the trio was alone again.

“We all make mistakes, girl. Even my perfect ass has fallen short once," As Rhapsody answered Cameo's question, Echo stared at her friend. "Or twice," Echo's blank stare continued. "Okay hell, I lost count. He a bum! But that's usually where the best dick be. They be fucking for survival. Niggas like Dante need you to go to sleep, so he can too. Wake you up with breakfast and head. You be all confused and shit.” As Echo began to laugh and change into a simple maxi dress, Cameo chuckled along before pushing her luck in getting to know the two girls a bit better.

“Did you…buy – his present? Nevermind. Sorry, I'll just see y'all later." As Cameo went to leave, Rhapsody and Echo laughed loudly. Echo never cared for Dante, whereas back when they were together, Rhapsody was deeply in love. But now that she saw the truth past Dante's silver tongue, she was glad those days were behind her. At the same time, she hated that since September's arrival, Dante's shortcomings were coming to light.  

“Yes I did. The nigga is a disaster.”  Rhapsody spoke, halting Cameo’s exit. After she and Echo shared a quick chuckle, she changed the subject with the question, “Anyway, you not coming with us to Remy’s?”

"Do I get to go to King's Point too?" Cameo attempted to joke, before quickly apologizing.

“Maybe you should just be quiet.” Rhapsody shot back as she began to change into her street clothes to head to the 24-hour pancake house. "I'm just kidding. You can, if you want. You gotta buy my baby a gift though. She's eight and loves ponies and princesses, but not unicorns or pink.”

"Just get her slime, that's what I did." Echo said as she stood to leave. "You should just bring your stuff in here next time because I'm not waiting for either one of y'all."

“Don’t mind her. She lost her sponsor recently, so she a little touchy." The girls shared a laugh as they headed down the hall towards the exit and locker room.

As they passed by the other women in the hallway, September took it upon herself to remind Cameo of a fact many girls before her had to learn the hard way, "There’s a reason why them two have been a duo for so long. Watch your back, new girl.”

Inside the locker room, as the girls prepared to leave in the early morning for the night, Cameo watched Rhapsody closely with September's voice in her head. While Cameo got dressed to go, Rhapsody spoke to the rest of the dancers, keeping them laughing and smiling. Jokingly teasing everyone that since her, Echo, and Cameo would not be at work tomorrow, the rest of them could finally make some money.

Although she’s been working at Heaven’s for ten years, Rhapsody never performed on the main stage. Her face was not in the lineup of girls advertised inside. She had no pictures in the hall, no locker of her own, or no mirror filled with mementos of her favorite things. She came, and she went as she pleased, navigating the club's back halls better than Alonzo himself. Rhapsody was one of the girls who convinced Cameo that she could make twice the money everyone else did on the main stage, with the right attitude. Simply by speaking to customers, giving out lap dances, serving drinks, and of course, back in the infamous private rooms.

“I kinda want to put my makeup in Echo’s room.” Cameo whispered to Rhapsody as she grabbed her stuff, and they headed out of the locker room.

“Oh, you can call her Dominique. And just put in her car for now, she got her keys, and I'm not about to hunt Buddy down for some makeup.”

“This is Fenty.” The two women locked eyes as Rhapsody paused for a moment, debating if they were going to hunt Buddy or Alonzo down to open Echo’s dressing room just to put up Cameo’s makeup case.

“BUDDY!” Rhapsody called as they headed towards Alonzo's office to find the man to secure Cameo's makeup for the night.  

However, along the way, they managed to find Kendrix, and his shadow Peace, lurking around Alonzo's office. "What you doing back here?" Cameo asked. "You not stalking me already, are you?" Her tone was a little flirty, as her relaxed stride began to saunter as they closed in on the space between them and the two men.

“Girl,” Rhapsody exclaimed loudly. “Go back to not talking!" Even though she stopped to talk to the two men, she used the difference between her full-figured frame and Cameo's petite physique to box her out from the conversation. Prompting her to step on the opposite side of Rhapsody – away from Kendrix. "Y’all seen Buddy? I need to get in E’s dressing room.”

“You don’t have a key?” Peace asked, he too stepping away from Kendrix and moving closer to Rhapsody.

“If I had a key, would I be looking for Buddy?” Rhapsody responded. With her own voice purring for attention, Cameo took the hint that this was a conversation only meant for the two of them and moved further down the hall in search of Buddy.

However, Kendrix did not, as he interjected, "Buddy got a key, and you don't?"

And just like that, Rhapsody was back to yelling. "Fargo, don’t either! Shit! Y'all seen him or not? I'm getting hungry, and my homegirl at Remy's bouta get off. Do you niggas know how to make a perfect Denver omelet?"

“I can make a Spanish omelet.” Peace offered with a hidden smile.

“Don’t nobody want that healthy ass shit. I put pork on my fork.”

“I eat bacon.”

"Egg, bacon, and potatoes?" Rhapsody’s voice returned to a lower register as she and Peace eyes locked. “Wait a minute, you might be on to something.”

“That’s a frittata. Here. Now yo loud ass got your own key." Kendrix said, slipping the key to Echo's dressing room to Rhapsody. "So you going to Remy’s?”

His question was directed towards Cameo, but before she could answer. Rhapsody's voice filled the halls once more. "I eat that shit too! Come on, girl, let's go." Although she called for Cameo to come along, Rhapsody waited until she passed back over the group to follow her to Echo's dressing room. "And I hope y'all got another copy, cause you ain’t getting this shit back.”

While Rhapsody thought this would be the end of their interaction, Cameo turned around to call back to Kendrix. "I might. Why?"

"I'm kinda hungry myself. You?" Kendrix spoke as he looked behind him at Peace. However, he remained silent, locking eyes with Kendrix in hopes to get an understanding as to what the fuck was he thinking.

Behind Cameo, Rhapsody stared down the hall at the man menacingly. Rhapsody genuinely liked Cameo. There wasn't one girl that walked into Heaven's and had a great first day – or even a great first month. It was an adjustment they all once had to make. And just when Cameo was considering giving up, Rhapsody was there to encourage her to keep going. However, her well-meaning intentions didn’t start that way.

Like everyone else, Rhapsody had secrets and wasn't working at the club because she loved the art form. She was here for the money. Cameo, or any of the other girls, weren't aware of the change that was happening at Heaven's. But Rhapsody was, and she didn't plan on missing out. Peace and Kendrix weren't roaming around the back halls because they were stalking their favorite dancers. They worked for Fargo. And unless Alonzo got his shit together, soon everybody would.

"What are y'all doing? I'm not going after 5." Echo's voice broke the silence in the hall, causing a small chuckle from Peace.

Without breaking her eye contact with Kendrix, Rhapsody slipped Echo’s key in her pocket and informed her they were looking for Buddy because Cameo needed to lock up her makeup case. "It's Fenty." she finished up her story to convince Echo that this was, in fact, a matter of importance.

"Why didn't you just text me? Come on, Cameo."

"Bianca, you can call me Bianca. And Kendrix gone come with us. Is that cool?"

"Oh, okay, Bianca." Echo joked as the three women headed back towards her dressing room. "You can go back to not talking now."

“I told her that!”

 Now that they were officially ready to go, the girls headed out to the club's parking lot and started towards Echo and Rhapsody’s cars.

“Are y’all serious?” Cameo asked in disbelief as Echo sauntered towards her sangria colored Lamborghini truck parked right next to Rhapsody’s rose gold Bentley Bentayga.

“Mines is leased." Rhapsody said before laughing loudly into the dark of the morning. "Pick your poison, queen. Or do you have a car?”

"I'mma be quiet now." Cameo plainly said as she walked towards the passenger side of Rhapsody's truck. "I thought this was Lonzo’s car.”

"That nigga drive a Tahoe." While the girls laughed loudly, it wasn't loud enough to cover up Kendrix's thirsty call to Cameo.

"Just ride with me." He spoke, from behind his own luxury whip, a blacked-out Porsche Cayenne. As Cameo prepared to hop right in the car with him, Echo watched Rhapsody’s reaction very closely. As she wasted no time drawing all the attention away from Cameo and onto her.

"Damn, Ken! What happened to the Benz? Shit, I might catch up with y'all later. Fuck that omelet! This car make me wanna do stuff." Cameo chuckled along as Rhapsody's body rolled across the car's hood towards the driver's door. Ending her performance with her breast pressed against the window, as she whispered out, "Free stuff."

Although it was a whisper to Kendrix, both Cameo and Echo heard her loud and clear. As their own responses, Echo cleared her throat before slipping into her truck and starting the engine. While Cameo remembered Echo's words from inside The Upper Room. Deciding she wasn't going to stop Rhapsody's hustle twice in one night, she closed Rhapsody's door before moving to get in the car with Echo.

Meanwhile, in a low enough tone for only them to hear, both Rhapsody and Kendrix questioned the other, “What the fuck is you doing?”

It was silent between the two for a beat, before Kendrix spoke first. “I told you I wanted her.”

“And I told you – no.” Rhapsody shot back just as short.  

"You ain't gone be able to stop me forever, Tangie. She liked it."

“I don’t give a fuck. I said, no.”

“This not even business-”

“I don’t care. N. O. Motherfucker.” As Rhapsody and Kendrix found themselves in a staring contest, Echo's horn blared out three times quickly as a warning signal to Rhapsody.

“What the fuck is you doing?" Dante's voice boomed through the dusky morning, adding more questions to the confusing scene.

“You owe me a fucking omelet," Rhapsody mumbled out to Kendrix, before turning to deal with Dante's permanently bruised ego. "Dante, please don't start with me, I'm hungry, and I'm about to miss breakfast.”

“You selling pussy right here in the parking lot now?” He loudly shot, obviously still confused as to who he was dating.

"And if she is nigga?" Kendrix asked as he began to step out of his car. However, Rhapsody knew it wasn't to defend her or even to argue with Dante for the eleventh million time. It was to get one more chance to persuade Bianca to come with him for the morning.

Therefore, Rhapsody pushed the door close on the man and moved to climb in the backseat. "Dante, just pick up your little side bit- I mean you little girlfriend and stay the fuck out of my business.”

"You are my business Tangie." Dante shot, pulling the girl away from the car, giving Kendrix the chance to step out. "I don’t want you or September fucking around with these lame-ass thirsty-ass niggas.”

“So please explain to me why the fuck was she ever with you?”

“Kendrix,” Peace’s voice rang as he made his way towards the scene. He could see that Kendrix was seconds away from pulling out his gun to handle the 'Dante situation' this morning. "Y'all chill out. Dante, you know ain't none of us fucking with Rhap ass like that. That's all you, my guy. She probably just grabbing some weed.”

Since she was cockblocking on him and Cameo, Kendrix figured he'd add some fuel to the fire, spitting out, "Exactly. What you said the other day, P? A fat bitch can't do shit for me but cook?" Only Kendrix was laughing as Rhapsody looked over to Peace for an explanation.

“That’s not what I meant. I was specifically talking about that particular fat- bigger woman.”

“Same difference.”

“No, not the same. Not even close.”

"Umm, whatever, can I get my weed nigga?" As he prepared to get back in his car and grab Rhapsody some weed for the show, Kendrix passed a look over to Peace, whose little white lie just cost him ten dollars. Because that's all that he was giving Rhapsody's hating ass. "You need to be heading home anyway while you worried about what's happening over here. Ava’s birthday party starts at ten o’clock. Not eleven, not twelve, not-”

"I get it, Tangie. I'll be there. You take yo ass home." As Dante walked away, Rhapsody rolled her eyes at his weak authority, and then once again, as Kendrix passed her the world's smallest dime sack.

“You could’ve given her more than that.” Peace spoke up.

"It's cool. A broke nigga can't do shit for me but – be broke, nigga. Fuck you!" Turning to head towards her car and still make it to Remy's, Kendrix followed behind her. Approaching Echo's car's passenger side, where Cameo sat trying to understand what the hell was going on over there with them.

"Well, since Rhap apparently got a curfew, maybe you can take her place again?" He spoke to Cameo. Since she was facing her own car, Rhapsody rolled her eyes once more at Kendrix's stubbornness. At this point, his behavior was more about him and her than him and Cameo. And that pissed Rhapsody off even more.

The day she followed behind Cameo to the locker room, she intended to introduce her to Kendrix just like he asked. But after talking, for way longer than Rhapsody expected, she saw a girl that didn't need to deal with any of their bullshit. A good girl who was dealt a shitty hand at birth, and was simply just trying to make the best of what she had. And now Rhapsody wanted to keep her far away from Kendrix. And then get her away from Heaven's Hideaway all together.

“I don’t know. Y’all seem pretty – involved.” Cameo said, bringing a smile to Rhapsody's face as she turned around wickedly gleaming behind Kendrix. 

That was until he said, "Naw, see actually...Rhap like a sister to me. We weren't ever gone do nothing. That was your offer.”

"Wow, Kendrix. You have officially become the worst person I know." Echo shot, to which Kendrix proudly raised his middle finger. All the while, Cameo and Rhapsody locked eyes.

“And you still owe me an omelet.” She defensively mumbled, not sure what Bianca was thinking as it was now clear that she had been set-up.

“Either way, it don’t feel right.” While she had many questions, Kendrix was right. Cameo acted on her own accord in The Upper Room – and in the private room they disappeared to. “You said after 5, right? I really want some waffles now.” Echo let her know they still had time to make it to Remy's, while Cameo grabbed her purse.

Hoping she said that because she wasn't upset with her, Rhapsody whispered, “I like waffles.”

Before opening the car door and stepping out, Cameo laughed a little at Rhapsody’s apology, "You can stop talking now." She teased before crossing over to get back in the car with Rhapsody. “Sorry, just kidding.”

"Oh my god, you and your fucking sorries. That was good, I knew you was a Plastic!" Rhapsody said as she got into her truck and started the engine. All the while Kendrix's arrogant ass still stood between the two trucks. "Ugh! Now you owe her waffles. If you wanna go with him, go. I’ll pick you up for my daughter’s party in the morning. Don’t forget her present.”

“You can just put your name on mine. I got slime.”

“You can definitely stop talking." Cameo shot towards the man before she gave Rhapsody a tight hug and questioned once again if it was okay. And as much as she wanted to say no, Cameo was a grown woman, and hopefully, she'd figure out Kendrix wasn't shit before it was too late.

As Cameo climbed in the car with Kendrix and Peace and pulled out of the parking lot, Rhapsody avoided eye contact with Echo as she sat in her truck, staring at her best friend, knowing there was so much more to the story. "Tanginika!” As she called out Rhapsody’s full government name, she had no choice but to look over to her bestie. She just prayed she had a few lies left in her eyes. “What have you gotten yourself into? And you can stop with the leased joke because I saw the papers from the dealership. You paid in cash, in full. Bianca cool and everything, but Dante almost died today because of your little show with Kendrix. And in front of Geoffrey?”

“I don’t give a fuuuccckkk about Peace!” Rhapsody shouted into the morning sunrise. While she was kind of telling the truth, there was a crack in a voice that let her best friend of ten years know she was hurt - and she was lying. “I’m actually not hungry, and I have so much to get ready still. I’ll see you in the morning. And you bet not come up in there with no fucking slime.”

“Rhap-”

“Ask Fargo." And with that, Rhapsody pulled out the parking lot, leaving Echo behind to catch a glimpse of the man himself. As he stepped outside of the lifeless building and into the makeshift spotlight from Echo’s headlights.

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Reader-insert

The depressed Reader hides out in the Bunkers garage.

You've been sitting in the same spot for at least an hour, dwelling on but not showing your thoughts.

While Sam occupied the library hours ago and Dean was indulging in his beer stock in the kitchen you were sitting on the floor of the garage. Somewhere in the back between the cars Dean hadn't checked up on yet.

The deserted cars. The one no one had cared about in years… you felt like it was your place to be there, among abandoned stuff which needed too much care to be useful immediately. Like you.

Yea, sure, the Winchesters also needed a shrink and you were pretty sure Sam had somehow managed to get his hands on anti-depressants and probably some way to cope with his PTSD…

As you shifted slightly, to reach the yet unopened beer bottle, an ache shot thru your entire body. Startling you. Yup, the floor hadn't been good on you, your gangling legs or your back which was appearently tense for the last few years now.

Determined to get your beer you stretched again.

"You sure 'bout that?", a voice interrupted you, making you aware you had just overheard the flutter of wings.

"Hell yeah", you grabbed the bottle and ripped of the cap, not caring your hand was still wounded from the latest hunt.

"Listen, kiddo, I won't poke in on your brain but -"

You interrupted th Trickster, "Wouldn't recommend that anyway, don't want you to catch something, do we?"

Gabriel's smirk faltered and the so far hidden concern flickered to the surface before he schooled it into neutrality.

"Come on, you know I've been poking at Sam's brain, that's been literal hell."

"Sure. As if I don't know I'm not even worth the pity", you gulped down half the beer at once.

Gabriel raised an eyebrow at you, "You don't wanna listen, huh? Then talk!"

Scoffing you pointed your beer at him, "Why would I? Your mate is in the library and I'm keeping you from him as it is, go have some fun with the bookworm." There was no heat to it but you meant it none the less.

"Really now? Kiddo, you're a part of this flock too! And as I see it you're the closest we have to a fledgling", he teased.

Throwing a bitchface his way you took another sip for your beer, the booze-induced numbness slowly rearing its head, "Just cuz I'm younger than the fabulous Winchesters doesn't make me a fledgling. You ancient goldilocks."

The archangel smirked at that, "At least there's still fire, not just some hot piece of ass, over there."

"Oh fuck off", you rolled your eyes.

"Not until you talked to me, little grasshopper", he snatched your bottle and shook the barely mentionable remainder of the drink.

"Little? I've got at least two inches on you. Short stack!"

"Not where it matters", he waggled his eyebrows suggestively, making you roll your eyes. Actually, you decided, miming to puke was just as clear a response.

"No need for that info!", you crossed your arms and finally streched out your legs, back still aching against the hard wall behind you.

A snap and something soft was between you and the unforgiving cold surface, "Now let's start this pillow talk and maybe you'll get your beer back."

With a glare you let your head fall back against the wall, just to discover a pillow hindering you from the hard impact you had wanted.

"Okay, so… life sucks. Our lives in particular", you shrugged, still focused on the ceiling. "Can I get my beer now?"

"You do know you aren't even legal drinking age in the US, right?", his tone was teasing but that didn't matter, it made you snap anyway.

"I know! I fucking know, okay? I ain't shit, damn it! And of course I fucking know! I can't drive despite having a license, because I never happen to drive. I am supremely shitty in combat. I ain't as codependent as those idiots but only because there never was a person caring enough about me! So I'm a mess on my own! Thank you very much for pointing that out! And also for calling me out as the weak and pathetic member of this flock! As if I didn't already know I occupy more space and resources than I'm worth", your rant came to a halt when a warm hand made contact with your arm.

No low whistle. No scoffing. Not even a "you got a lotta issues, kiddo". Just a touch. And that was more than enough to truely wreck you.

"You know what? I'mma get outta y'alls hair first thing tomorrow morning", you were still calm, just huffing in annoyance at yourself and looking to the side.

"You won't", Gabriel smiled at you and squeezed your arm, "we all are broken in here and just because you aren't as fit or trained or muscled as those knuckleheads doesn't mean you aren't strong. And definitely doesn't mean you aren't needed. And even then you'd still be wanted, you know?" He looked at you in question before sliding closer and wrapping an arm around your shoulders.

"You are a part of this flock and we all know how messed up it gets with all of us." Still reluctant to listen to him for real you scoffed again and turned away.

"Hey, kiddo, listen. I am pretty much older than dirt… I know you don't watch Doctor Who despite Charlie bugging you but… well", you felt him shrug,

"gotta admit the Doctor had a point when saying they never met anyone not important. Trust me, you aren't as useless as you think."

Snorting you shrugged his arm off, "Sure but even if I'm just 80% as useless as I think that's still plenty, you know?"

"Kiddo", it was clear he was losing patience, "do I need to play the angel-of-the-lord-knows-it-all card?"

"Oh please, why would there be anything to be known about me, huh? I. Ain't. Shit." You were determined to drive that point across.

"Okay, you know what? I've had it!", instead of storming out or disappearing… he drew you closer and hugged you. "Stop bullshitting yourself and … now, I'd say grow the hell up but you are too mature for your own good so… you get what I mean, right?"

"Yea, just another bad thing 'bout me", you murmured barely audible.

"Do i need to knock you out or what before you finally listen to me?"

"What do you think I was planning on doing with freaking eighteen bottles of beer?", you shot back.

Sighing heavily he wrapped both arms around you and forced you into an embrace, "I get you want someone to shout at but why don't you try to finally talk to me?"

Swallowing thickly you sighed, "If I must… it's just… I'm breaking. I'm crumbling under all the stuff I carry around but I literally can't stop loading more onto myself. I get worse every day, put new tasks atop the old ones, fail to do either, get worse… eat, sleep, repeat. And don't even think about telling me I overdramatize! I know that and still can't stop."

Another jolt of pain shot thru you when you twisted your wrist just the slightest, "And I am in no condition to be a hunter… as untrained and lazy as I am."

Gabriel hummed in agreement, "That's why you are a person of letters. That's why we all assign you tasks we know you will manage. That's why we watch your back and keep you save from yourself."

You knew what was coming before he liftet your arm and shoved back the sleeve to reveal your scars. You scoffed and tried getting your arm back; useless.

"I won't heal that because I get you", he leaned his head on yours, making you struggle against his embrace again.

Finally he let go of you and you managed to shove yourself away from him,

"Why are you of all people putting up with me?", you glared.

"Would you rather have Cas find you?"

The bitchface you threw him was obligatory, "He got better at that whole human thing but no."

"Dean?"

"I could use someone telling me to man-up", you shot back. Gabriel's raised eyebrow made you track back, "Yea, okay, no."

"Charlie?"

"Jittery much? Nope, I mean, sure, she's good for cheering me up but that's distraction and nothing else."

"Sam?"

You glared at Gabriel, "He'd get me and likely respect my boundaries. Wouldn't need to be told to f off so many times, you ancient burdock."

Gabriel actually grinned at that, "Come on, you love me!"

"Wrong depressed bookworm, Sam's still in the library", you couldn't help but scoff and smirk before looking away.

"See, that's my little one!", he smirked warmly and finally handed you your once again full beer bottle, grabbing one for himself, "promise me to get shut eye after this one, yea?"

"Uh-huh", you sounded sarcastic but both of you knew you'd listen to him.

"And promise me to talk to someone, yea? I'm here, no matter Depression, intrusive thoughts, self-hatred or self-pity… living as long as I have I know it all first hand", when he lifted his arm invitingly you only hesitated for a moment before leaning against his side.

"Just… take care, okay? You aren't as bad as you think and more badass than you think."

[markediahinds-blog]

16 juin 2017 :: out chea. #malibu #california -- • my #first #official #time #camping because I stayed at truck Joshua tree last year but I slept in my car 🚗. this time I'm with the work homies and I helped build tents ⛺️ y'all! come see me, I'm a tent builder 👌🏾💪🏾👍🏾 #LOL • Shoutout to Lady Erin & the fam and #shoutout to this school that puts together a camping trip for the students and parents. So #dope!!!! • I'm #grateful for this #experience (even though my period decided to join us today) 👀😭😂 I'm grateful to be absorbed in nature's presence! • Tomorrow will be a #beach day and though that's wassup! I'm really grateful for all the stars around me right now. Grateful to hear the sound of waves crashing behind me. #blessed to be surrounded by the dark dark #night everywhere I look. • shoutout to the no service zone that I'm heading back into. #goodnight #bedtime, I'm done for the night 😴😴 • • also ultra shout out to my #Superman and our ultra light beam. While I'm on these woods, I'm here picturing us creating adventures in similar surroundings. The visuals take over without me putting effort into them. In my mind, we're holding hands while we walk on the ground, making sweet love on the rocks, from the trees to the grass. Laughing and levitating! I'm so grateful to have a partner who really loves me. #wow. I have never felt #love like this before from a man and I am honored. I know I deserve it, I know I'm worthy, I know I'm one of the most valuable souls existing on this planet (so I know he's the ultra lucky one, lol) And I'm honored to be connected with his #energy. he makes my #heart go boom boom boom. what more can I ask? (Lol, I still ask for more 😂🙌🏾😫🤣🤣😘) • • he's patient, he's loyal, he's compassionate and passionate, he's resilient and beyond intelligent with strength you couldn't imagine residing within a human. That's why he is Superman. My Super Man and together we're going to...... I'mma let ya'll find out 😏😁🎶💖 • • BlessUp! Have a rejuvenating sleep! Anddddd if you'd like to know more about the hanging comment I mentioned. Do ask...I will tell... 🙏🏾👀👁🗣 #melanin #story #staytuned (at Malibu, California)

[genderbent-hamilton]

My Shot (Gender-bend)

HAMILTON: I am not throwing away my shot I am not throwing away my shot Hey yo, I'm just like my country I'm young, scrappy, and hungry And I'm not throwing away my shot I'mma get scholarship to King's College I probably shouldn't brag, but dag, I amaze and astonish The problem is I got a lot of brains, but no polish I gotta holler just to be heard With every word I drop knowledge I'm a diamond in the rough, a shiny piece of coal Tryin' to reach my goal, my power of speech: unimpeachable Only nineteen, but my mind is older These New York City streets getting colder, I shoulder Ev'ry burden, ev'ry disadvantage I have learned to manage. I don't have a gun to brandish I walk these streets famished The plan is to fan this spark into a flame But damn, it's getting dark, so let me spell out my name I am the— HAMILTON, LAFAYETTE, MULLIGAN, LAURENS: A-L, E-X, A-N, D E-RA—we are—meant to be HAMILTON: A colony that runs independently Meanwhile, Britain keeps shitting on us endlessly Essentially, they tax us relentlessly Then Queen Georgia turns around, runs a spending spree She ain't never gonna set her descendants free So there will be a revolution in this century ENTER ME! LAURENS, LAFAYETTE, MULLIGAN: (She says in parentheses) HAMILTON: Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me I will lay down my life if it sets us free Eventually you'll see my ascendancy HAMILTON and (LAURENS): And I am not throwing away my shot (my shot) I am not throwing away my shot (my shot) Hey yo, I'm just like my country I'm young, scrappy, and hungry [HAMILTON & LAURENS] And I'm not throwing away my shot HAMILTON, MULLIGAN, LAURENS, LAFAYETTE: I am not throwing away my shot I am not throwing away my shot Hey yo, I'm just like my country I'm young, scrappy, and hungry And I'm not throwing away my shot It's time to take a shot! LAFAYETTE: I dream of life without the monarchy The unrest in France will lead to "onarchy" "Onarchy?" How you say, how you s—Oh, anarchy! When I fight I make the other side panicky With my HAMILTON, MULLIGAN, LAURENS, LAFAYETTE: Shot! MULLIGAN: Yo, I'm a tailor's apprentice And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis I'm joining the rebellion cuz I know it's my chance To socially advance, instead of sewin' some pants I'm gonna take a HAMILTON, MULLIGAN, LAURENS, LAFAYETTE: Shot! LAURENS: Eh, but we'll never be truly free Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me You and I, do or die, wait till I sally in on a stallion With the first black battalion Have another HAMILTON, MULLIGAN, LAURENS, LAFAYETTE: Shot! BURR: Geniuses, lower your voices You keep out of trouble, and you double your choices I'm with you, but the situation is fraught You've got to be carefully taught: If you talk, you're gonna get shot! HAMILTON: Burr, check what we got Mrs. Lafayette hard rock like Lancelot I think your pants look hot Laurens, I like you a lot Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle callin' the pot What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot Poppin' a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolitionists Give me a position, show me where the ammunition is Oh, am I talkin' too loud? Sometimes I get over excited, shoot off at the mouth I never had a group of friends before I promise that I'll make y'all proud LAURENS: Let's get this chick in front of a crowd! COMPANY: I am not throwing away my shot I am not throwing away my shot Hey yo, I'm just like my country I'm young, scrappy, and hungry And I'm not throwing away my shot I am not throwing away my shot I am not throwing away my shot Hey yo, I'm just like my country I'm young, scrappy, and hungry And I'm not throwing away my shot LAURENS and (HAMILTON, LAFAYETTE, MULLIGAN): Everybody sing Woah-woah, wo-oh-oh (Woah-woah, wo-oh-oh) Hey Wo-oh-oh (Wo-oh-oh) Wooh!! Wo-oh-oh (Wo-oh-oh) Sing let 'em hear ya (Yeah) LAURENS and (COMPANY): Let's go! (Woah-woah, wo-oh-oh) I said, shout it to the rooftops (Wo-oh-oh) Said to the rooftops (Wo-oh-oh) Now come on (Yeah) Now come on, let's go LAURENS: Rise up When you're living on your knees, you rise up Tell your brother that he's got to rise up Tell your sister that she's got to rise up LAURENS & ENSEMBLE and (COMPANY) When are these colonies gonna rise up (Whoa, woah) When are these colonies gonna rise up (Woah) When are these colonies gonna rise up (Woah) When are these colonies gonna rise up (Woah) Rise up HAMILTON: I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory When's it's gonna get me? In my sleep? Seven feet ahead of me? If I see it coming, do I run or do I let it be? Is it like a beat without a melody? See, I never thought I'd live past twenty Where I come from some get half as many Ask anybody why we livin' fast and we laugh, reach for a flask We have to make this moment last, that's plenty Scratch that This is not a moment, it's the movement Where all the hungriest sisters with something to prove went Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand We roll like Moses, claimin' our Promised Land And? If we win our independence? 'Zat a guarantee of freedom for our descendants? Or will the blood we shed begin an endless Cycle of vengeance and death with no defendants? I know the action in the street is excitin' But Jesus, between all the bleedin' 'n fightin' I've been readin' 'n writin' We need to handle our financial situation Are we a nation of states? What's the state of our nation? I'm past patiently waitin'! I'm passionately smashin' every expectation Every action's an act of creation I'm laughin' in the face of casualties and sorrow For the first time, I'm thinkin' past tomorrow HAMILTON & COMPANY: And I am not throwin' away my shot I am not throwin' away my shot Hey, yo, I'm just like my country I'm young, scrappy, and hungry And I'm not throwin' away my shot HAMILTON, MULLIGAN, LAURENS and (ENSEMBLE): We gonna rise up; time to take a shot (Not thrown’ away my shot) We gonna rise up; time to take a shot (Not throwin’ away my shot) We gonna (rise up, rise up) HAMILTON: It’s time to take a shot HAMILTON, MULLIGAN, LAURENS and (ENSEMBLE): (Rise up, rise up) It’s time to take a shot (rise up, rise up) (Wo-oah) Time to take a shot (rise up) Take a shot, a shot, a shot, (Oh-Oh, oh) A-yo, it's time to take a shot (Woah, oh-oh oh) Time to take a shot (Woah-oh) And I am (And I am) Not throwing away my COMPANY: Not throwing away my shot!

[ckrzztynn]

Hyuna's Babe MV Meaning Behind

If you are into kpop, you basically know or heard Hyuna. If not, I pity you.

Kidding aside. Hyuna, born Kim Hyun-ah, is a South Korean singer-songwriter, rapper and model. She was born on June 6th of 1992, and debuted with Wonder Girls under JYP Entertainment in 2006, but left the group the following year due to health problems. She then debuted under cube entertainment in the girl group 4minute in 2009 and went on to become one of the most popular girl groups in the country. She launched a solo career while still a part of the group in 2010 with 'Change'. 4minute disbanded in 2016, and hyuna has continued working as a solo artist ever since. She is a member of the sub unit Troublemaker, and Triple H. Hyuna is known, and often criticised for, her breaking the rules and sexy concepts. This concept shines in comeback songs such as Red (2014), Roll deep (2015), How's This (2016), and Lip & Hip (2017). For this reason, her music video for Babe came as a confused shock to many.  She is now a soloist in PNation together with her boyfriend, Dawn.

Today, pag-uusapan natin ang isa sa kanyang mga hit song na 'Babe'. I really love this song pero after kong malaman yung meaning behind, ghorL I'll never watch the MV the same way again. I'mma explain to you after I discuss the MV. You can watch it in the multimedia above. Mas maganda siguro kung mapanood niyo muna yung MV and make your own hypothesis bago niyo ito basahin.

The music video for 'Babe' was release on August 29th, 2017 and the initial sound of the song is a very bubblegum, poppy, bright sound. This is a stark difference to the style Hyuna has shown through a majority of her music since debuting as a solo artist, often having a sexy, badass kind of vibe. Everything about Babe is different to what she usually does - the outfits, the setting, the sound - but this was all intentional.

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Nagsimula ang MV na nagsasayaw siya in a white dress, which is unusual dahil kilala nga siya sa sexy concept and image, sa parang universe background CGI kineme and the first line is...

In an Asian culture, halimbawa sa Pilipinas na lang, parents be like "Hindi ka na bata. Matanda ka na. Go and work!", "You're already 20. When I was your age, I was 21." and other kinemeruts. Meron pa ngang pag lampas na yung edad mo sa kalendaryo or malapit na, dapat mag-asawa ka na but she's saying na like duh I'm just 26 what do you mean? I'm young. 26 is a nice age.

Hmmm. Creepy smile? She could just say precious smile to someone-- who do you think is that someone?

Then biglang nasunog yung screen showing a girl na sumisilip. Ang sunod na nangyari sa MV ay pumasok siya sa isang box showing only her silhouette.

And what she did next? If you will think about the usual sexy concept of Hyuna, she might do sexy kineme inside or twerk kineme but this is what she do...

She put her both arms in the surface which is a universal sign of being trapped. Parang sa mga horror movie keme. And when the door opens *drum rolls*

She is sitting on a bicycle, with braids, wearing an oversized sweater, black lipstick and big loop earrings which is very unusual from her known concept. And take note of the lyrics.

(More than yesterday) I feel even stranger (Again today) you don't feel like mine (When tomorrow comes) an unthinkable me That I don't even know

I am a, Babe babe babe babe In front of you, Babe babe babe babe I didn't know I'd be like this

The lyrics. She's pertaining to someone na dahil sa someone na 'yon, ay hindi niya namamalayan na nagbabago na siya.

Look carefully at the back-up dancers. The outfits the female dancers are very weird, looking like they have pom poms on their shirts, mocking the way people want them to look cute.

Then she's wearing a cute dress on top of the box showing her undies? Thoughts?

Then she starts counting down...

U make me 25, 25, 25 U make me 24, 24, 24 I feel like 21, 21, 21

Then she raps...

Hurry and take me, play with me Why do you treat me like a baby, so softly? I can't figure out how old I am in front of you Did you put a spell on me? I was invincible but now I don't know what to do because of you I'm burning up every day, you twist me up babe This is indeed me whining, but hope you think it's cute

Then she keeps on saying "Pamper me" with that creepy look idk I find it creepy.

And also during this part, there's a shot of Hyuna laying on a mirror (which represents knowing yourself) covered in sand (which makes her unable to see herself truly). It can also be a reference to her song Mirror from the same album, which is about knowing who you really are and embracing your true self.

Then yung screen nagmukhang parang yung sa 90s coz she keeps counting back and she was born on 90s.

Then she starts counting down again but when she said "You make me 17" biglang nag-iba yung mukha niya. Parang ayaw niya. "You make me 15" then after saying that, umalis na siya leaving her back-up dancers who are wearing weird outfits.

Then napunta siya dito where we can see the light in between her legs which portrays innocence, purity, or virginity. Then the next lyrics said...

I can't sleep today Can't sleep because of you Cuz I'm thinking of your eyes Cuz I'm thinking of the way you talk I can't sleep

And the last line is

Which is sang or in-edit para magtunog robot. And what does robot do? Sasakupin nila yung mundo sa future. Just kidding! Idk biglang napunta sa sci-fi utak ko.

So robots just follow commands whatever kung anong i-utos sakanila.

And if you listen carefully, that may sound like "You make me barbie girl". And what is a barbie girl from the famous song of Aqua?

A doll you can play, control, and undress anywhere. Hmmm.

Naiisip mo na ba ang meaning of this song and kung sino yung "someone" na iyon?

Kung hindi pa, I'mma explain it to you.

She was talking about the sexualizing of idols at a young age. Remember, na-tackle na natin ito?

She continues counting down in age, as she becomes more uncertain of who she is. This person is making her act younger, and younger, and younger, to the point where it gets into the underage category. This makes her uncomfortable and disturbed shown in the music video. She debuted at the age of 15 sa Wonder Girls and nag-debut ulit siya at the age of 17 sa 4minute. That's why when she counting down, nung 17 na, nag-iba na yung mukha niya tsaka nung nag-15 na ay umalis na siya. It's almost as if she's recounting all her time as an idol and it's highly likely that someone she works with or for has been harassing her or tormenting her- or perhaps they did this in the past.

Nung nagbilang siya pababa from 19, 17, 15, kinanta niya yun in Korean demonstrating that you should act your age outside Korean industry and is expected to act like those age if you want to succeed in Korea.

Yung pagbibilang pabalik is like a self-reflection of the past and standards of kpop.

And doon sa hook,

I can't sleep today Can't sleep because of you Cuz I'm thinking of your eyes Cuz I'm thinking of the way you talk I can't sleep

She can't sleep dahil sa ginawa sakanya. It causes a lot of trauma sa side niya. This person is making her so anxious, confused and uncomfortable. She's suffering greatly because of this person. This could also be a reference to the crazy schedules of kpop idols, which lead them to run on little sleep - caused by their companies demands and set schedules for them, which only supports the idea of a business associate harassing her.

And dito sa second verse,

(More than yesterday) I feel even stranger (Again today) you don't feel like mine (When tomorrow comes) an unthinkable me That I don't even know

Dahil nga they're a kpop idol, may binibigay na concept sakanila at dapat nilang sundin iyon dahil kasama iyon sa contract na pinirmahan nila. Some of the idols are even force to act cute or aegyo para magmukhang bata just like what is mentioned on her rap "This is indeed me whining, but hope you think it's cute" as if she's validating that someone if it's enough or artehan pa to the point na they forgot they're own self and they feel like stranger na sa sarili nila. They are other the control of that "someone" at wala silang magagawa.

And doon sa simula, sa universe CGI kineme at sa na-trapped siya sa box, it means na she's trapped in an artificial world and nung umalis na siya after counting 15, na-realize niya na everything is fake and she seems like a robot following the standards of kpop. Like yung mundong ginagalawan niya ay ibang-iba na sa totoong siya.

Bruhh this is giving me chills. Nung una kong narinig yung song, I really loved it lalo na yung choreo like gusto kong paulit-ulit sayawin. Ang unang interpretation ko kasi sa kanta is like a typical "special someone" yung tinutukoy niya and is about age doesn't matter sa love kaya nagbibilang siya pababa ng age. Akala ko it's about loving someone like the first time you experience it when you were still a teenager but no, it was wrong! Grabe talaga na-mindblown ako sobra. Pakihanap nga yung utak ko.

So anong masasabi niyo? Do you agree with this theory? Or do you have your own interpretation of  the song?

Stan Hyuna y'all!!! Big round of applause kay Hyuna for doing this👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

more at https://www.wattpad.com/story/231040962-kpop-dark-side-conspiracy-theories

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[nocturnalsquad]

Lil Wayne “6 Foot 7 Foot”

Six foot seven foot Eight foot bunch Six six foot seven foot Eight foot bunch eeeh heeeeuuummmmmm Excuse my charisma Vodka with a spritzer Swagger down pat Call my shit Patricia Young Money militia And I am the commissioner You dont want start Weezy Cause the F is for Finisher So misunderstood But whats a world without enigma? Two bitches at the same time Synchronized swimmers Got the girl twisted Cause she open when you twist her Never met the bitch But I fuck her like I missed her Life is the bitch And death is her sister Sleep is the cousin What a fuckin family picture You know father time We all know mother nature Its all in the family But I am of no relation No matter whos buying Im a celebration Black and white diamonds Fuck segregation Fuck that shit my money up You niggas just honey nut Young Money running shit And you niggas just runner ups I dont feel I done enough So I'mma keep on doing this shit Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish Haaaaaaaaaaa Six foot seven foot Eight foot bunch Yeaaaaaaaaah Six six foot seven foot Eight foot bunch Im going back in Okay I lost my mind Its somewhere out there stranded I think you stand under me If you dont understand me Had my heart broken by this Woman named Tammy But hoes Gon be hoes So I couldnt blame Tammy Just talked to moms Told her she the sweetest I beat the beat up Call it self defense Swear man I be seeing through These niggas like sequins niggas think they He-Men Pow Pow The end Talking to myself because I am my own consultant Married to the money Fuck the world Thats adultery You full of shit You close your mouth And let yo ass talk Young Money eating All you haters do is add salt Stop playing Bitch I got this game on deadbolt Mind so sharp I fuck around & cut my head off Real nigga all day & tomorrow But these motherfuckers Talking crazy like they jaw broke Glass half empty Half full I'll spill ya Try me & run into a wall Outfielder You know I'mma ball til they Turn off the field lights The fruits of my labor I enjoy em while they still ripe Bitch Stop playing I do it like a king do If these niggas animals Then I'mma have a mink soon Tell em bitches I say Put my name on the wall I speak the truth But I guess thats A foreign language to y'all And I call it like I see it And my glasses on But most of y'all dont Get the picture Less the flash is on Satisfied with nothing You dont know the half of it Young Money Cash Money Paper chasing Tell that paper Look Im right behind ya Bitch Real Gs move in silence like lasagna People say Im borderline crazy Sorta Kinda Woman of my dreams I dont sleep so I cant find her You niggas are gelatin Peanuts to an elephant I got through that sentence Like a subject & a predicate Yeah With a swag you Would kill for money Too strong pockets on bodybuilder Jumped in a wishing well Now wish me well Tell em kiss My ass Call it kiss & tell