#The College Dropout

[tha-wrecka-stow]

[soupy-sez]

Kanye West – The New Workout Plan (2004)

[maadvillainy]

spaceship

pairings: gary smith x gn reader summary: meeting through shared interests with a lone boy warnings: smoking, swearing, gary smith

✎ masterlist

authors note ❥ ok so not all of the lyrics are complete or in chronological order, but it's to make it make sense but um.. erm... I love spaceship! p.s. gary is prolly ooc but this kinda sorta takes place after he's released from happy volts so hes recovering. he gettin betta!!!!!!!

I've been workin' this grave shift and I ain't made shit

I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky

The clouds inch closer to each other, closing any view of the blue sky above. The familiar smell of rain closes in, hitting you hard. Nodding your head along with the music that plays in your ears.

Man, man, man

If my manager insults me again I will be assaulting him

After I fuck the manager up then I'm gonna shorten the register up

You grin, writing then pausing. Pressing your pen to your lips you think. Writing again. Your back leaning against the oak tree behind you. The occasional old homeless man asking for a cent. It was all so nostalgic. Adjusting your earbuds you hear a sudden sound. Your head darts to the source of the rather rasp voice.

Let's go back, back to the Gap

Look at my check, wasn't no scratch

So if I stole, wasn't my fault

Yeah I stole, never got caught

They take me to the back and pat me

Askin' me about some khakis

But let some black people walk in

I bet they show off their token blac─

You rip out your earbuds, beaming at the boy. "Is that Ye?" He asks rather timidly for his appearance and posture.

He had a long scar tattered on his left brow and down to his eye. His hair cut sleek and faded towards the edges. It suited him, you thought. You didn't know the boy yet you felt like you've known him forever. Odd.

"Yes, it is." You nod shortly. It seemed a little curt but you didn't mean it. You liked talking about music. It made you feel at peace. When you snap away from your thoughts you acknowledge his awkward stance, you pat the space next to you. He slowly sits, staring at your CD player. "Wanna bud?" You hold up the right earbud, he takes it cautiously. He seemed grateful, timid but nice.

Little did you know, oh you poor soul.

"I was actually looking for my own copy, never fucking found it." He grunted. You smile at this, somehow you were completely wrong about the boy. Odd. I mean, you should've known by the mysterious scar on the left side of his face. "I found this one a year ago, lucky enough to have copped it ya know?" You don't put in your earbud yet, but he does. "How much did you sacrifice?"

─Man, I'm talkin' way past the sky

Let's go, yeah

And I didn't even try to work a job

Represent the mob

At the same time thirsty on the grind

Chi state of mind

Lost my momma, lost my mind

My life, my love that's not mine

Why you ain't signed?

Wasn't my time

Leave me alone, work for y'all

Half of it's yours, half of it's mine

Only one to ball

Never wanna to fall

His voice had a small lisp, you could hear it very faintly over the sarcastic tone he held. You're sure he didn't mean to display it, because he seemed a little too irritated to be sarcastic. "I managed to bargain for 8$." You put your bud in, involuntarily sighing.

─ Police watch me smoke my weed and count my G's

Got a lot of people countin' on me

And I'm just tryin' to find my peace

Should of finished school like my niece

Then I wouldn't finally wouldn't use my piece, blaow

Aw man, all this pressure

I've been workin' this grave shift and I ain't made shit

I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky

I've been workin' this grave shift and I ain't made shit

I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky

"I didn't know people here liked music." Right, you thought. People here would much rather listen to screeching butchered pigs than real music. You snicker at your own thought, remembering you had company you turn your head to him. "I ain't from here." Your voice came out rather soft for your liking.

You shrug, pulling out a cigarette. It was a habit that grew on. You stopped doing it so often but you just couldn't help it when the opportunity presented itself. "Do you mind if I blow?" You ask, considering him for a second. He didn't seem like the type of person to care; and to sum it up, he shook his head. In fact, he held his hand out. You grin. "I'm trying to quit, so don't hook me on if you're hooked." You chuckle, pulling out another cigarette for him.

"Where are you from?" His eyes averting to the cigarette then to you. "Arizona." Dear fuck.

"Why here?" His question comes abruptly. "I'm not sure." You answer. It was truthful, you had no clue why. You were sure it was something stupid though. "What's your name?" You take out your lighter, Curious George's face on the center. You hear him snicker. "What?" You twinkle.

"Cool lighter, sweets." That was silly, real silly.

"Thanks, scar." You joked back, he simply shook his head. Sparking it you hold it up to him, blocking the wind with your left hand. He does the same for you, your cheek brushing against his fingers when you lean in. It had no reason being so intimate. Anyways, you smoke in peace. Small pitter patters start to drop from the gloomy sky, the semi-dead grass before you starting to grow dewy. You both give each other a look. "I know a place."

I remember havin' to take the dollar cab

Comin' home real late at night

Standin' on my feet all damn day

Tryin' to make this thing right

And havin' one of my co-workers say "Yo you look just like

This kid I seen in the old Busta Rhymes video the other night"

Well easy come, easy go

How that sayin' goes

No more broad service, cars, and them TV shows

I all had that snatched from me

A and R's and their faculties all turn their back on me

And didn't want to hear a rap from me

So naturally actually had to face things factually

Had to be a catastrophe with the fridgest starin' back at me

'Cause nothing's there, nothing's fair

I don't want to ever go back there

So I won't be takin' no days off 'til my spaceship takes off

You sit under a fort, sitting criss crossed eating Push Ups and Scooby Snacks. He wasn't like most guys you knew, he was different from what you were used to. You liked that. You talked and giggled, rain falling slowly from the sky as the muffled voice of the raggedy tv rattled through the wooden box that you both resided in. It was calm, domestic even. Fun. "Hey I never caught your name." You mumble, looking over at the boy. "Gary." He swallowed his Scooby Snack. "Gary Smith." You grin, stealing some of his Scooby Snacks before exchanging your own name.

I've been workin' this grave shift and I ain't made shit

I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky

I've been workin' this grave shift and I ain't made shit

I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky

I want to fly, I want to fly

I said I want my chariot to pick me up

And take a brother for a ride

[errrrkkk]

Kanye

[pik0s0oxu]

Fuck it, going bonkers over Mike Schmidt and Kanye’s music brainrot, so take both:

Headcanons on Mike Schmidt’s favourite Kanye albums :D

The College Dropout and 808s & Heartbreak.

Mike most definitely dropped out of college to take care of Abby. And when this album dropped, Mike related to the title of it and gave it a listen.

Honestly it was a vibe to him and he liked the samples of the songs he recognised. Sometimes he even blasted the album in his car with Abby, but only the clean version.

Abby grew to like it too, especially the song “All Falls Down” since it’s energetic and upbeat.

Mike himself is a fan of “Spaceship”, because it talks about Kanye being sick of low-paying jobs, the struggles he faced trying to pursue his dreams and longing for a better future. In other words — about “wanting to buy a spaceship and fly away". So Mike once again relates. He also likes “Family Business”. Both songs create a contrast from Abby’s favourite — they’re calmer, just like Mike himself.

Abby tells Mike how cool it would be if they had a vinyl record of this album, since they have an old working record player in the house, with some dusty jazz albums their parents left. But Mike knows it costs a lot so he tries saving up money for the cheapest version he can find. (Hey, I’m self-projecting here. I have a record player and The College Dropout vinyl ^_^)

A few years later, Kanye released “808s and Heartbreak”. Mike got intrigued when he heard that it’s different from Kanye’s past albums. Once again, finding out that it’s written after the passing of Kanye’s mother and has some depressive topics in it, Mike felt in the same boat.

Mike liked listening to 808s when he felt depressed and alone, and never with Abby, because he wants to listen to more positive music with her.

Bro probably cried to it once or twice in his bedroom when times got really tough.

His favourite song is “Coldest Winter”, where Kanye explores his feelings of grief and pain.

(…I’m sorry idk why I wrote this, I have never written headcanons before so this is new to me lol. If this blows up for some reasons, which is unlikely, I might post other Jhutch characters’ fav Kanye albums, cause I already have some ideas for Derek and Futturman.)

[cruisecel]

Tom Cruise and Kanye West (2006)

[ethanryanpunal]

CLOSED ON SUNDAY

[mel0dicblue]

[sammyjamesss]

So like the last 2 mins of this song are so conceptually brilliant a man rapping from the perspective of someone who has sm power that the power makes him contempt and then makes him contemplate if he should just jump

[samtalksmusic]

“(Jesus walks) God show me the way because the devils trynna break me down”

[dasheis]

my beautiful dark twisted fantasy painting i made

heheheheh im back

[soupy-sez]

Kanye West – All Falls Down ft. Syleena Johnson (2004)

[cyarskaren52]

The College Dropout is the debut studio album by the American rapper and producer Kanye West. It was released on February 10, 2004, by Def Jam Recordings and Jay-Z's Roc-A-Fella Records. In the years leading up to release, West had received praise for his production work for rappers such as Jay-Z and Talib Kweli, but faced difficulty being accepted as an artist in his own right by figures in the music industry. Intent on pursuing a solo career, he signed a record deal with Roc-A-Fella and recorded the album over a period of four years, beginning in 1999.

The production of The College Dropout was primarily handled by West and showcased his "chipmunk soul" musical style, which made use of sped-up, pitch shifted vocal samples from soul and R&B records, in addition to West's own drum programming, string accompaniments, and gospel choirs; the album also features contributions from Jay-Z, Mos Def, Jamie Foxx, Syleena Johnson, and Ludacris, among others. Diverging from the then-dominant gangster persona in hip hop, West's lyrics concern themes of family, self-consciousness, materialism, religion, racism, and higher education.

The College Dropout debuted at number two on the US Billboard 200, selling 441,000 copies in its first week of sales. It was a large-scale commercial success, becoming West's best-selling album in the United States at the time, with domestic sales of over 3.4 million copies by 2014 and was certified 4x platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America(RIAA) in 2020. The album was promoted with singles such as "Through the Wire", "Jesus Walks", "All Falls Down", and "Slow Jamz", the latter two of which peaked within the top ten of the Billboard Hot 100, with "Slow Jamz" becoming West's first number-one single as a lead artist.

A widespread critical success, The College Dropout was praised for West's production, humorous and emotional raps, and the music's balance of self-examination and mainstream sensibilities. The album earned the rapper several accolades, including nominations for Album of the Year and Best Rap Album at the 2005 Grammy Awards, winning for the latter. It has since been named by numerous publications as one of the greatest albums of all time, including Rolling Stone and NME, who ranked it at 74 and 273 respectively on their 500 Greatest Albums of All Time lists, and is credited for popularizing the chipmunk soul and conscious rap subgenres in the 2000s.

Favorite song?

[nolicenceshop]

Personal grail, that I’m gassed to be able to finally add into the @nolicenceshop archive, Akademiks Stadium ‘Black Hornets’ Jacket, featured on the cover of Akademiks ‘Jeanius Level Music Vol. 2’ by @kanyewest released in 2003 before the ‘The College Dropout’ had touched your ears…

[rebelsouljah]

she said she want some. . .