#eat the cake anna mae

[hotmalefashioncity]

[fizziedoodle]

What's Love Got To Do With It

directed by Brian Gibson

starring Angela Bassett & Laurence Fishburne

[barrymccaulkinem]

im still fucking bitter that jay-z had me rapping along ignorantly to "eat the cake, anna mae"

what the hell is wrong with you, man?

[cyarskaren52]

That's what pisses them off. She got away & lived her life FNF(f**k n****a free) whats sad is the same men who villify the man who gave tina a kidney justify the man who abused and traumatized her …

So it’s okay if a black woman suffers from abuse but godforbid if she finds true love and happiness with another man even if he is white? FQ you very much and happiest go to hell you hotep!

and we know cotdamn well it’s The same people who told us to be nice about Jim brown it’s truly crazy

Woke up to see that the discourse has already turned on Tina Turner and truly I hope people have the same energy for excavating the community that let Ike get away with it for nearly 2 decades. And the people performing on songs with lines like “eat the cake Anna Mae”

The fact that Tina Turner lived to tell her story is extraordinary. That she lived to die of old age is incredible. So many Black women do not survive the domestic violence that is too often sanctioned and accepted by people who look the other way

Nobody is perfect. Absolutely no one. And also there’s what she said *forty years ago* and then there’s what she did for Black folks simply by surviving and making her fierce, vibrant thriving public. Let’s not act like that’s nothing.

The thing about surviving domestic violence is that there is rarely any kind of transformative justice from the community that sanctioned it. We survivors live with that betrayal forever.

Let Tina Turner rest in peace And stop shitetalking about her

ps: If you are experiencing domestic violence, please know that there are people of all kinds who want to help. And it’s never too late to start over.

[boricuacherry-blog]

I don't blame Monica for being mad at Beyoncé. That Monica Lewinsky line will forever be cringe af (in Partition). As well as Jay-Z saying "I'm Ike Turner" and the "eat the cake Anna Mae" line from Drunk in Love.

Like wtf. Beyoncé's biggest inspiration is Tina Turner so why would she approve that line. That's what makes it even more weird. She literally met Tina Turner. She and Jay should have gotten more heat for those lines

AND Jay's artist (Rihanna) was beat up by Chris Brown. So just even more insensitive and tacky comparing himself to Ike.

(and Nicki too for the Rosa Parks and Malcolm X's daughter lines). And her line about Oprah:

But Nicki has always loved tearing black women down.

[riverthemessiah]

eat the cake,

anna mae.

[yunnathearcher]

Right ear and right side of my cheek warm, holding my face in my hand feels loving, soothing

Woke up earlier with ease

New schedule aye

Love

“Eat the cake Anna Mae”

Prone to distractions & tangents

Once a person starts communicating in super heady terms I stop listening/reading unless I’m very passionate about the topic

Simplify often

There are parts of right now that I dreamed early this year

Fire in the hearth, fire on the stove, fire from a lighter. Man made fire. Fire from two sticks, a trailblazing wildfire. A mind ablaze, a fiery heart, a spirited soul. Flame.

Some of it’s literal, some of it’s figurative, all of it is what you make it

Inspired

Sirens, reminded of how there were firemen at the top of the mountain

That open and airy mental feeling that comes from connecting with someone that you understand and that understands you

We all have our own paths. No one can walk ours for us but it’s nice when people choose to walk with us

Keep going

[bobbyjean]

Lyrics taken from genius

crazy in love:

Young Hov, y'all know when the flow is loco

Young B and the R-O-C, uh-oh

O.G. Big Homie, the one and only

Stick bony, but the pockets is fat like Tony Soprano

The ROC handle like Van Exel

I shake phonies, man, you can't get next to

The genuine article, I do not sing, though

I sling, though, if anything, I bling, yo

A star like Ringo, war like a Green Beret

You crazy? Bring your whole set

JAY-Z in the Range, crazy and deranged

They can't figure him out, they like, "Hey, is he insane?"

Yes, sir, I'm cut from a different cloth

My texture is the best fur, chinchilla

I've been iller than chain smokers

How you think I got the name Hova?

I been realer, the game's over

Fall back, Young

Ever since I made the change over to platinum

The game's been a wrap, one

deja vu:

I used to run base like Juan Pierre

Now I run the bass hi-hat and the snare

I used to bag girls like Birkin Bags

Now I bag B (Boy, you hurtin' that)

Brooklyn Bay where they birthed me at

Now I be everywhere, the nerve of rap

The audacity to have me with them curtains back

Me and B, she about to sting, stand back

….(two verses in this one)….

Yes, Hova's flow so unusual

Baby girl, you should already know

It's H-O, light up the dro

'Cause you gon' need help tryna study my bounce

Flow, blow, what's the difference?

One you take in vein while the other you sniffin'

It's still dope, po-po try to convict him

Thats a no-go, my dough keep the scales tippin'

Like 4-4s

Like I'm from the H-O-U-S-T-O-N

Blow wind, so Chicago of him

Is he the best ever? That's the argu-a-ment

I don't make the list, don't be mad at me

I just make the hits like a factory

I'm just one to one, nuttin' after me

No déjà vu, just me and my (Oh)

upgrade u:

I be's the d-boy who infiltrated all the corporate dudes

They call shots, I call audibles

Jacob the jeweler, baubles

Lorraine Schwartz oughta do

It's big ballin', baby, when I'm courtin' you (Woo)

I'm talkin' spy bags and fly pads

And rooms at the Bloomberg and rumors

You on the verge of a new merge

'Cause that rock on your finger's like a tumor

You can't fit your hand in your new purse

It's humorous to me, they watchin' and we just yachtin'

Island-hoppin' off the Amalfi coast, mafioso

"Hov, baby, you ever seen Saturn?"

"No, not the car, but everywhere we are"

You sure to see stars, this is high-level

Not eye-level, my bezel courtesy of Audemars

I order yours tomorrow, now look at the time I saved you

Mama, let me upgrade you

drunk in love:

That D'USSÉ is the shit, if I do say so myself

If I do say so myself, if I do say so myself

Hold up, stumble all in the house, time to back up all of that mouth

That you had all in the car, talkin' 'bout you the baddest bitch thus far

Talkin' 'bout you be reppin' that Third, I wanna see all the shit that I heard

Know I sling Clint Eastwood, hope you can handle this curve, uh

Foreplay in a foyer, fucked up my Warhol

Slid the panties right to the side, ain't got the time to take drawers off

On sight

Catch a charge, I might

Beat the box up like Mike in '97, I bite

I'm Ike Turner, turn up, baby, no, I don't play

"Now eat the cake, Anna Mae," said, "Eat the cake, Anna Mae"

I'm nice

For y'all to reach these heights

You gon' need G3, 4, 5, 6 flights

Sleep tight

We sex again in the mornin'

Your breasteses is my breakfast, we goin' in

that’s how you like it:

I know you heard I'm a gangsta

They say, "Stay away from them gangstas"

They never change up or pull they pants up

Well, baby girl, put ya foot down

Don't let 'em push you around

You know what you like

Baby thug, you know wrong from right

And you done felt wrong before

This can't be what it feel like

And they don't really know what you feel like, for instance

They don't know the difference between real life

And the music videos and the raggedy magazines

They have it **** badder than he seems

All they see is my baggy jeans, my attitude

I ain't mad at you, it's just my glide

Way I wear my hat to the side

The way I lean real low when I ride

That's why in my mind

They like my walk

My accent from New York

My way of thinking is slightly off

They like the way he floss

Leave the block on a bike, he come back in a Porsche

But of course

But most of all, they like my honesty

Integrity, my loyalty

Young Hova and the letter B

How you like that, huh?

[nsfwhiphop]

Incoming Text for @zoesaldana and @rosariodawson : Hey, Zoe & Rosario! I want to show you a number that will explain why I'm heartless with you two and refuse to sit with you. Why am I rejecting you? This is the answer: "$400 billion in AUM (assets under management)." And you wonder why I'm so heartless with you. You are disrespectful and you want to open the door to the white oppressors so they can steal all this wealth from Black and Latino people. You might think what you are doing is cool, but it is a crime against humanity. You two are lucky you are not getting shot for being two treacherous bitches. I hope this helps you see clearly who you're fucking with. I'm not a punk, and if you ever come to me with that disrespect, you better come with guns because I will shoot on sight like "THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?"--😂 ’Eat the cake, Anna Mae.’😂. I'm a freedom fighter, not a punk from the entertainment world. I have $400 billion, and I don't tolerate disrespect. You should consider yourselves lucky that I'm rejecting you; that's the only way you avoid my bullets. I don't tolerate disrespect. So it's better you stay where you are and I stay as far away from you as possible. That way, no one gets shot and everyone is happy. I'm a very dangerous man, never forget that. And Christina Santini is young and soft right now, but she will grow up to become even more dangerous than me. In the year 2044, she will scare everyone in her path. People will say things like, "Who is this person? This is not Christina. Do you remember when she used to be very soft? Now she scares everyone with her armed forces."

[riverofjazzsims]

@cinamun

Chillllllllle, like I said before, Mercy had not 1 damn friend in that room.

Sisterwifeauntiesidepiece, White lighting, and Joe Jackson ...shiiiiid just one big circle jerk of fuckedupness.

I feel for Mercy I truly do cause I dont know the mindset you are in to not want to break free of the trauma drama she is enduring...

Uhmmm how Jackson die again cause that lil Godfather II move she tries on Bishop might have been tested at one point on eat the cake anna mae Ike.. js

Apologies

[people-and-politics]

🕊️ RIP to a bold and creative survivor. 🎶 Now can we PLEASE stop using her abuse as a joke with the oft quipped " Eat the cake, Anna Mae" line? She didn't deserve that living and definitely doesn't deserve that while passed away. I always wondered how she felt about various mediums using that line in their "jokes" and references.

[lecoindecachou]

In other news i just learned what "eat the cake anna mae" is a reference to and may i just say what the actual fuck

[antoniorichardsonblog]

Watch "What's Love Got To Do With It. Eat The Cake Anna Mae" on YouTube

[blondrichclosetwitch]

You're runnin' around

You know better daddy

I can't stand it

Got cancer sick

What's it like to live with me here every fucking day?

This chaos is killing me

They didn’t live long lives but they lived meaningful lives

The feather at your feet

And we both know, you loved the taste of my world

But you ran back to your corner

Where you trip over your lines

Look left, look right, no room to hide

On the boundary, baby

Pickin' up their knick-knacks when they can't see straight

hear the drummer get wicked

ways to blaze your brain and train ya

Just as well could be undercover

Backstabbed

Sad to say I got sold down the river

Still some quiver when I deliver

Lies, scandalizin', basing, traits of hatin', celebrating with Satan?

Caught in the race against time, the pit and the pendulum

How to fight the power, cannot run and hide

“…but it shouldn't be suicide.”

When I get mad, I put it down on a pad, huh

Dropping a bomb, brain game, intellectual Vietnam

Move as a team, never move alone

But welcome to the Terrordome

“You gotta make me come.”

Something’s wrong, something is not quite right

Jupiter(expansion my dudes)

Secret societies

"Your feet are finally on the ground," he said

(Stood with those girls before)

(The hair in pairs it just got nasty)

(And now those girls are gone)

It's the most alone you felt

I'm glad I could help

But it may be the constellation that shows us where we are

And we lay, nocturnal

(Speculate what we feel)

Never give away what you always wanted.

I've been drinking, I've been drinking, I get filthy when that liquor get into me

Feeling like an animal with these cameras all in my grill

“How the hell did this shit happen?"

If you scared, call that reverend

gangster wife

I wanna see all that shit that I heard

On sight, catch a charge I might

Now eat the cake, Anna Mae

There are no boundaries on what I can feel. LOOK AT YOUR WORLD IT TEACHES ME NOTHING. As a woman I was taught to be hungry. Women are well acquainted with thirst. Yeah we could Eat just about anything. We'd even eat your hate up like love. (These are kathleeen Hanna’s caps, not mine)

And I'm screaming at my brother on a cell phone

I'm saying nothing in the past or future Ever will feel like today

Now I'm hunched over a typewriter

I guess you'd call that paintin' in a cave

And now my ashtray's overflowing

I'm still staring at a clean white page

I'll fight like hell, to hide that I'm givin' up

Confessions from the cab, a habit that I got from dad

We protect our little fictions like it's all we are.

Mix blood with me

What part of you don't get to have me do you not understand

The October fields

Such a secret

And who would believe it

She's such a seeker & no one believed her

The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

Keeps all your dead hair for making up underwear

I can't help it. I'm still in love with you. (6:15 song of the day, but also 3:14/14 which feels symbolic )

I'm rich: Rich, rich, rich(6:15 song of the day)

The walls are always speakin'

Let me change my words; show me where it hurts.

I long to see the morning light color in your face so dreamily

So don't you go and say goodbye, and don't you ever leave

But there’s got to be an opening somewhere here in front of me through This maze of ugliness and greed

This place is always such a mess

I think her death, it must be killing me

Now the drugs don’t work they just make you worse

Just let me know and I’ll sing in your ear again

I read you should never leave a fight unresolved

“See what I'm saying?

I don't know, I just don't feel right, y'all, I don't know

I'm having flashbacks, feeling bugged out

Smoking mad cigarettes and shit

Nah, I don't wanna go in... I don't want the clank

I don't wanna go in the hospital

It's, yeah, don't... I just feel like I'm lost In my own reality like, nah... know what I mean?”

Needn’t guess I’ll confess

Super logical this, super logical that

Yeah crazy, lurkin in the shadows

With that 22 automatic rap you pack, what?

You ain't hittin' with that wack shit you kickin'

Straight from the beginning, of the game

All the way to the ninth inning, I bring the pain

If I could be more like you, I would but I can't and I'm glad about that

“What if someone had asked Picasso not to be sad?There would be no blue period.”

[artfelonbae]

Tina ain’t whoop Ike ass enough in that limo for me

[zainyaxley]

TAG DROP.

*( hands up, everybody run )* starter

*( cole outside and he say he got a gun )* conversation

*( niggas like “man that’s what everybody say” )* instagram

*( go and pop the trunk and everybody dead )* tasks

*( everybody scared of the nigga )* connections

*( aware that the nigga is better )* replies

*( all my bitches the pick of the litter never bitter )* music

*( niggas is faker than anime )* headcanons

*( me i never hate, get cake like anna mae woah )* parties

*( eat the cake bitch, eat the damn cake )* asks

*( order dominoes and she take off all her clothes )* the writer

*( fuck good nigga we demand great )* ride or die

*( nigga you know how it goes, make the pizza man wait )* the girl

*( the best kept secret even hoes try and keep it an i leak the damn tape )* bitches

*( rest in peace any nigga want beef even secret service couldn’t keep the man safe )* niggas