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kay-honor · 11 months

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Lil Thick (Kay-Honor featuring T.W.O)

Music : Kay-Honor・T.W.O Vocal : T.W.O

https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/21628/two-lil-thick-acapella-95bpm-afrobeat-acapella Sound source used : TWOofficial Photograph : Martín Alfonso Sierra Ospino Cartagena/Colombia Lyrics : T.W.O

Body lil thick I don't mind it I might come over Mmh Pussy drip drip Let me kiss it Dive in your ocean Mmh

First we light it up Then we get that shot Lock her down like oh She might need that cock Come and break me up Make her scream like Aah aah aah aahaahaa

Mi tine bon primi Big nigga bai aden Mi ta bon Bini yeah Su exnan un por kompeti Nan no sa ke por split Anto hasi freaky E tin sit mmh Na e clit mmh Mita Kue un be Lage bin bon quick Mmh bon quick (Lage bin bon quick) E ta fit mi taste e t'un baddy

Body lil thick I don't mind it I might come over Mmh Pussy drip drip Let me kiss it Dive in your ocean Mmh

Body lil thick I don't mind it I might come over Mmh Pussy drip drip Let me kiss it Dive in your ocean

Mmh love I noticed that you Wanna link up (Link up) Hop on me dance Like its Tik Tok (Tik Tok) Wine for me ride that thick top (Thick Thick Thick top)

Mami mmmh love I noticed that you Wanna link up (Link up) Hop on me dance Like its Tik Tok (Tik Tok) Wine for me ride that thick top (Thick Thick Thick top)

Mami take Mami take mi Si bo tun tiki thick Min ta worry Mami tin e base Wak e trill G Anto or'e twerk Make me crazy E ta nami set Nami spechi Nami quick Bini early Ora ku e ke E ta ping E ta laga mi drill Hasi nasty

First we light it up Then we get that shot Lock her down like oh She might need that cock Come and break me up Make her scream like Aah aah aah aahaahaa

Body lil thick I don't mind it I might come over Mmh

Pussy drip drip Let me kiss it Dive in your ocean Mmh

Body lil thick I don't mind it I might come over Mmh

Pussy drip drip Let me kiss it Dive in your ocean Mmh

Kay-Honor from Tokyo JAPAN -

Active all over the world. Kay-Honor Sound Musi

#Kay-Honor from #SoundCloud

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rainsmediaradio · 1 year

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6LACK - B4L Lyrics

6LACK - B4L Lyrics Verse 1: 6LACK You give me a vibe, I'm creeping right in Just started, but over being the nice friend Say you need someone you can confide in Let's confide in the middle of the night then You can smoke all my weed Enhance my high, you can share all your dreams, yeah But this ain't what you had with that other nigga Trip up, I send you back to that other nigga Refrain: 6LACK Something in the sky, what is that? Is it you? Looking like a star, I'ma blast through the roof Acting like a teacher, you gon' ask when it's due Crash, put it back, do it two times (Yeah) Verse 2: 6LACK Make me wanna write a letter, spilling all my feelings I know you know wе both need a little more healing Thinking 'bout making good lovе to my friend Mm, get in Chorus: 6LACK Rolling, smoking, thinking we can Start off just friends, tie up loose ends, oh Grow into some shit we never thought about Best friend lover, yeah, you brought it out, yeah, hmm That's right, yeah Refrain: 6LACK Something in the sky, what is that? Is it you? Looking like a star, I'ma blast through the roof Acting like a teacher, you gon' ask when it's due Crash, put it back, do it two times (Yeah) Verse 3: 6LACK Lead with respect, gotta serve and protect Get the chance to cuff, I'ma make the arrest Thinking 'bout making good love to my friend Mm, get in Chorus: 6LACK Rolling, smoking, thinking we can Start off just friends, tie up loose ends, oh Grow into some shit we never thought about Best friend lover, yeah, you brought it out Verse 4: 6LACK When I was a lil' broke, you were there Went through a breakup, you were there Even when a nigga cut the hair Been trill, I'ma put it in the air Think I gotta smoke one for my round If it's up, you'll be sure to hold me down (I know you gon' hold me down, yeah-yeah) (Oh-oh) Tell me, what am I to do without my best friend? Look how I stepped up ever since you stepped in You gotta trust it, baby, just close your eyes And every lesson is a blessin' in disguise Back when I split my last dime between me and you When the love was just pure and not speakable Rent free inside my mind, you the only tenant You're my best friend, dot at the end of my sentence Outro: 6LACK & QUIN Period, comma, R.I.P. the drama You're everything I wanted, are you my good karma? Put it in the music, ooh, you could be my genre Drop a bag on it, oh, you could be my sponsor Period, comma, R.I.P. the drama You're everything I wanted, are you my good karma? Read the full article

#6LACK

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nairagossip · 2 years

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Bonnie and Clyde Lyrics By Tink

Bonnie and Clyde Lyrics By Tink I Think I Met A Real Nigga (Real Nigga)He Tells Me What It Is Yeah (Yeaah, Yeah)I Think I Met A Trill Nigga (Trill Nigga)He Handling His BusinessA Couple Scars Over His EyesI Can Tell That He’s Been Through It AllThat’s Why I Don’t Mind Swallowing My PrideCause I Want Him To Know ThatHe’s In ControlAnd I Know That He Love’s Me (Love’s Me)Cause I Give Him What The…

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tomasistrill · 4 years

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This Life

By Tommy the Trill

sometimes this life;

leaves me just wondering why,

but nigga why wonder all under the sky,

hoping she done with that life?

now i do not want her

& she has been wondering why.

‘cause i am that guy;

who is not telling no lies

& spitting the slimest slime.

straight to your mind;

that slat is sublime

& all of his bitches is fine.

they patiently waiting in line

for some of my time,

but tommy too busy!

lil mommy that's on me is looking too pretty,

we fuck to my songs & she loving my rhythm.

now both of us spitting,

i don't think you get it.

i know you don't get it;

but my shit expensive,

so fuck yo opinions,

i'm making a living.

so simply by dripping;

as long as i'm living,

these niggas is pending.

i mastered my bending;

they calling me avatar aang,

the last of my gang.

that choppa gon sang,

we aiming for balance again.

know this is forgiveness,

so fuck ya revenge.

yes this is the end;

no i don't need her,

won't do it again,

& i do it again.

'cause sometimes this life;

leaves me just wondering why,

but nigga why wonder all under the sky,

hoping she done with that life?

now i do not want her

& she has been wondering why.

#poem #life #love #thoughts #lit #new poets society #writing #spilled ink #quotes #poetry #new poets on tumblr #avatar #balance #revenge

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fuckyeahabocado · 5 years

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おすすめ旧譜アルバムVol. 12 ：UGK「Underground Kingz」

旧譜紹介Vol. 12です。

今回紹介するのは、テキサスのラップデュオのUGKによる07年のアルバム「Underground Kingz」です。

UGKはテキサスを拠点に活動していた、ラッパーのBun Bとラッパー兼プロデューサーのPimp Cによるラップデュオです。

80年代後半から活動を開始し、92年のEP「The Southern Way」でデビュー。同年には2枚目のEP「Banned」、1stアルバム「Too Hard to Swallow」をリリースします。その後は94年に「Super Tight」、96年に「Ridin’ Dirty」、01年に「Dirty Money」をリリース。Jay-Z「Big Pimpin’」やThree 6 Mafia「Sippin’ On Some Syrup」など客演も多くこなして人気を拡大するも、02年のPimp Cの逮捕により一時活動を休止。05年の出所までの間、デュオとしては03年のベスト盤「Best of UGK」などをリリースしたほか、両者のソロ作もリリース。またBun Bは膨大な量の客演で相方の名前を言い続けました。出所後は07年に本作をリリース。しかしその後Pimp Cが亡くなり、09年のアルバム「UGK 4 Life」を最後にデュオとしての活動は終了しました。その後Bun Bはソロで活動。昨年リリースの「Return of the Trill」などの作品をリリースしています。また先週にはLe$と共に日本ツアーも実施。私も横浜公演に行きましたが、UGKのクラシックを時にはPimp Cヴァースも交えて披露し、UGKへ思いを強く感じさせる素晴らしいライブでした。ちなみに、今回のCDの写真のサインはその時のものです。

低音で武骨なラップを聴かせるBun Bと、高音でゆるく歌も聴かせるPimp Cの対照的なコンビネーションが魅力です。サウンド的には生音を活かしたソウルフルなカントリーラップが中心。というか、その分野のパイオニアです。

本作は2枚組の大作で、カントリーラップを基本にしつつもトラップやクランク的な曲なども少し取り入れた傑作に仕上がっています。

1-1. Swishas & Dosha

Steve BelowとPimp Cによるプロデュース。

咽び泣くギターが印象的なブルージーなサウンドで、Pimp Cのソウルフルな歌フックも冴え渡る名曲です。一曲目からいきなり鬼哀愁で持って行かれます。

1-2. Int'l Players Anthem (I Choose You) Feat. Outkast

恐らく私が生涯で最もリピートした曲。

DJ Paul & Juicy Jが得意のWillie Hutchネタを用いたソウルフルなビートでOutkastとマイクを回す、南部の伝説3組が揃ったクラシックです。ハイライトはBun Bのヴァース。先日のライブでも「B-U-N-B」のところなどで合唱が起きました。

1-4. Life Is 2009 Feat. Too $hort

Too $hortのクラシックのリメイク。

ScarfaceとBig Tymeのプロデュースで、南部的ないなたさが加わっています。フックでのUGKの2人の掛け合いは流石の阿吽の呼吸。Too $hort本人のヴァースも自然体で良いです。

1-5. The Game Belongs To Me

N.O. Joe、AVEREXX、Pimp Cの共作。

ファンキーなベースがうねる、スロウなカントリーラップです。Pimp Cのゆるい歌フックがひたすら素晴らしいですが、ラップもどちらも流石の良さ。後半のギターも良い味を出しています。

1-6. Like That (Remix)

ディスク2収録曲のSteve BelowとPimp Cによるリミックス。

原曲はLil Jon制作のクランクロック系の曲ですが、ここでは美しいストリングスを用いたトロトロのメロウに仕上げています。Bun Bの高速ラップが凄いです。

1-8. Underground Kingz

Pimp Cプロデュース。

ピアノやベースなどの生っぽい音を多用した、ソウルフルなカントリーラップです。2人のラップも力強く、キングらしい貫禄があります。

1-11. Quit Hatin' The South Feat. Charlie Wilson & Willie D

Pimp C制作のギターとオルガンが効いたソウルフル曲。

Charlie Wilsonをバックシンガー的に使う贅沢仕様です。Pimp Cはフックだけではなく、最初のヴァースでも歌っています。Willie Dのパワフルなラップもパンチ力あり。

1-12. Heaven

Pimp CとN.O. Joeによる哀愁曲。

やるせないギターが素晴らしいビートで、男の哀愁を聴かせるOGならではの良さがある曲です。途中でPimp Cが挟んでくる歌も至高。後半の掛け合い部分もお気に入り。

1-13. Trill Niggas Don't Die Feat. Z-Ro

N.W.A.の名曲へのオマージュ的な曲。

しかし非常にソウルフルでいなたく、見事にUGK流儀に仕上がっています。Z-Roも低音のメロディアスな高速ラップで好サポート。

2-1. How Long Can It Last Feat. Charlie Wilson

ディスク2の始まりも哀愁から。

ファンキーにうねるベースが効いたビートで、Charlie Wilsonがフックを歌うカントリーラップです。アーシーなオルガンやギターもUGKらしい魅力。

2-2. Still Ridin' Dirty Feat. Scarface

Scarface「The Fix (Intro)」をフル尺の曲に昇華したような曲。

プロデュースはそのScarfaceで、むせび泣きそうな歌フックで客演も行っています。哀愁。

2-6. Real Women Feat. Talib Kweli & Raheem DeVaughn

Raheem DeVaughn「Guess Who’s Loves You More」と同ネタを使用。

Talib Kweliの高速ラップをアクセントに、フックではUGKの2人の息ぴったりの掛け合いも聴ける良曲です。バックシンガー的な立ち位置で、美しいファルセットを聴かせるRaheem DeVaughnも良い味を出しています。

2-8. Tell Me How Ya Feel

Jazze Phaプロデュース。

ピアノや808の使い方にJazze Phaのメンフィスマナーを感じますが、UGKにかなり寄せているソウルフルな曲です。生のベースとアーシーなオルガンがまさにUGK。Pimp Cの歌フックも抜群の冴えです。

2-12. Living This Life

生のギターやベースが光る、これぞカントリーラップな哀愁曲。

Pimp Cのやるせない歌フックやゆるいラップもBun Bの男臭く力強いラップも、非常にブルージーに響きます。アウトロでのPimp Cの喋りにも尋常じゃない哀愁が宿っています。

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tuchesuavae · 5 years

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A Ol Dirty Bastard story as recounted by Vincent Goldwatch.

“True ODB story...1993 Wu Tang's first time ever in Cali, a few months after releasing 36 chambers....There use to be this event called the Gavin Convention (3 day Hip Hop Show Case). This particular year it was held in San Francisco,Ca, with showcases through out the Bay Area. I was in college and hosted a college radio show and some how came up on backstage passes in order to get "drops" from recording artist for my particular show. How I knew it was there 1st time ever in Cali?....While chopping it up with The GZA and getting hella "drop sound bites" from him, He said "Yo, this is our first time ever coming to Cali and we had no idea we had love like that". Anyways, after about a 30 min convo the homie GZA blessed me with some tickets to see the Wu perform in Oakland the following day. Mind you, at that point the only Wu membersI saw was GZA and Shyhiem the rugged child.(who must have been 15yrs old). The following night I'm at this little hole in the wall club in Oakland,Ca. The spot had a main club area and a smaller adjacent vip type area. I'm posted up dolo in the small VIP spot which had a small Bar but also had a DJ spinning beats. Roughly about 8 people total in there with 3 of them being these local cats standing in front of me in a cypher busting freestyles to the beats. About 10 minuets later I hear the DJ say "We got the Wu Tang in the house". I look towards to bar area and it was all 9 members, plus Poppa Wu and about 15 fine bitches real talk. i see GZA, he nods what up from a distance, I nod back like good looking on the tiks mane. THEN........I see the "OLD DIRTY FUCKIN BASTARDS" who is walking towards me, looking directly at me like he was coming to holla. ODB had on a very stained and wrinkled white T on. I'm talking very dirty, very wrinkled, stains all over it and he was sweating like a moufucka, just pouring sweat. It was odd because all the other members were dressed Wu Tang Fly. He gets like 3 steps from me, turns and head into the lil freestyle cypher which was right in front of me. After hearing about 2 bars from who ever was spitten ODB unleashed retarded drunken style animated theatrical bars at these dudes. Till this day I've never ever scene ANYBODY rhyme like that, completely invaded personal space, It was personal too because he walked up on each one, his face inches from there's. Spit coming out, sweat coming out.....and he was literally hella dirty. Papa Wu comes over and grabs him. Papa Wu emphatically apologizes to the 3 dudes for ODB'S behavior and pulls ODB to the bar area. I could over hear the other Wu cats get at him about "always buggin and fuckin shit up and to chill the fuck out. Think he chilled? NOPE. After telling the other members to fuck off and mind your own fuckin bussiness AND after Papa Wu turned his head this nigga ODB walked right back over to the cypher and got at these dudes AGAIN. But this time he was really on that ODB Drunk style shit, AGAIN...hella hand and body motions, all up in each one grill dam near kissing em(no homo), spit flying, sweat flying, I'm talking SUPER WET SUPER DIRTY ASS WHITE T SHIRT and lyrically fuckin these dudes up saying the most bizzare chit off beat shit. AGAIN...Pappa Wu see's him and comes snatch him up( and a gives the 3 dudes a very very sincere apology on Wu Tangs behalf AGAIN).... TRILL SHIT......after the same rigamaro as before with the other members this nigga creeps off again walks towards these 3 dudes to fuck em up some more, but Papa Wu see's him and grab him before he get to em and tells ODB, "Nigga, knock it off right now before i FUCK YOU UP". ODB says to Papa WU ok and post up right beside me....BUT he faced the wall, I had my back to the wall. I'm just knowing the nigga was gonna try to get at me on some shit because he is ON ONE and standing right next to me. I don't look at him or acknowledge him but i can hear the nigga rhyming, so I turn and peep him. MY NIGGA IS FACING A BRICK WALL LIKE HE ON DETENTION, RHYMING/BATTLING THE WALL, FULL BLOWN SWEAT, SPIT FLYING AND CURSING, THEATRICAL, HAND AND BODY MOTIONS ALL OVER THE PLACE, BUT SAYING SOME DOPE SHIT. This goes on for about 10 min no lie. Then I hear the DJ say "WU TANG TO THE STAGE"....By this time it's about 30-40 people in the VIP Spot. Trill shit.....All 40 plus people plus all 9 Wu Members walk out the VIP to the main club area and ALL of us go on stage. Shit was incredible......but wait we are talking ODB! They did'nt have a DJ, instead they performed off a "DAT" tape (pre recorded instrumentals). Not sure what the 1st song was, but ODB had the 1st verse. About 4 bars into his verse the DAT tape stopped. ODB has a fuckin fit. RZA rewinds the tape and ODB starts spitten. 8 bars in same thing, tape stop. AGAIN ODB flashes, says he gonna kill the sound man(RZA) and demands that the tape be rewind so that he can get his shit off. In fact he says "AIN'T NO FUCKIN BODY ROCKIN UNLESS THE TAPE IS REWIND SO THAT HE CAN GET HIS SHIT OFF! Mind you, he was dripping sweat and hella dirty. NO BODY WAS TRYING TO EVEN STAND CLOSE TO HIM( Wu niggas included) After trying to fix the DAT TAPE for a good 5 min RZA was like fuck it...NEXT SONG. Other Wu niggas nodded in agreement, but ODB was not having it. My nigga goes off on a drunken/high tangent about how the other members always be hating on him, about the people are here to actually see him, NOT the other niggas.....and more importantly "FUCK THAT SHIT GOD, IF I DON'T SPLASH MY VERSE, AIN'T NO BODY SPLASHING" Niggas was trying to grab his mic an all. Mind you, we/they been on stage a good 15 min now. I see METH talking to Pappa Wu in discuse and then Pappa Wu walks up to ODB and whisper something in his ear. ODB then pauses, looks around then slams the MIC on the stage, breaking it and says" Aight, it's like that my nigga, ok fuck all ya'll bitch ass niggas then, I'm out back to my hotel room.....but yo....which one of ya'll fine Cali bitches wanna come get high with Ason Unique?....and literally bounced out with 4 bitches. THEN....ALL I HEARD WAS" M.E.T.H.O.D MAN " coming from the sound system and the crowed went funkin ballistic in OAKLAND CALIF. SHIT HAPPENED 25 YRS AGO...BEEN AROUND HIP HOP 30YRS....TO THIS DAY MY MOST FAVORITE/MEMORABLE MOMENT IN HIP HOP. THANK YOU ASON UNIQUE...I SEEN IT WITH MY OWN EYES, HE REALLY REALLY WAS AN OLD DIRTY BASTARD!“

#odb #asun unique #ol' dirty bastard #dirt mcgirt #wutang #wu-tang clan

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collateralfiction · 6 years

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Bailey

Out of all Sunday services, I have never seen so many faces; familiar and some not, show up… out of support for such a tragedy in the community. Even when it was a wedding or someone being baptized, it was nothing compared to how much people came to show their faces and condolences today; July 28. Those that weren’t even as religious as they should be, showed their faces and arrived in their cleanest of Sunday clothes, ready to show their support and love. It took a loss in the community for everyone to realize how things will never be the same. It took a loss in the community to gather everyone together for once. It took a loss in the community for many to realize everyone’s life was limited.

Why weren’t we warned about this two weeks ago?

Two weeks ago, everything seemedabsolutely perfect. New York’s weather was great for once, I was able to see my father, my mothers’ Day Care was ranked number one in New York State, along with her budding interior design company. Ryan finally had his brother back after he relocated from Georgia to New York. Things were running smoothly and most importantly, the violence and corruption was at a bare minimum, for once. Of course, in this world not everyone was able to coexist but I did wonder what worldwide peace would look like. It seemed childish to even think about but it was a legit goal. I guess people would have to be high for that to happen. But then again, people still manage to do outrageous stuff when under the influence.

Fast forward two weeks later, nothing seemed to be falling into place like it once did a few weeks back. The sun was no longer shinning and creating a warm weather we all grew accustomed to, everyone seemed tense and unrealistic, and it was seldom you wouldn’t see anyone outside. Now? No one wanted to be outside like they used to, and it was all due to an unfortunate turn of events. People were too shaken up to function, let alone do a simple task of grocery shopping at the local supermarket. It was complete and utter chaos.

A slew of Riley and Ryan’s family sat in the front few pews, stoic as ever. I know this must have been rough on them but I was surprised that none of them were weeping as hard as I had been prior to the occasion and even the days leading to it. I wondered if this was just a casualty of the game. Were they expecting it? No, but did it happen? Yes and they would be stupid to ignore the small hints along the way.

I didn’t have any blood connection to Riley but I always looked at him as my older brother and someone I could easily run to for whatever, regardless of the distance. A year in New York and I had not the slightest clue it would result in this; no one was expecting it. Not him, at least. A surge of emotions started to skyrocket through my body as my legs continued to tremble. I’ve never been to a funeral, surprisingly, and being at one now caused a plethora of emotions to fly from inside. Knowing that if I possibly shed a single tear, I wouldn’t stop, I tried not to.

Crying really does nothing for the body anyhow. My tears aren’t going to bring Riley back so why exhaust myself to the point of sickness?

I stared at my lap and toyed with my royal blue colored acrylic nails. The service hadn’t started yet and we were just waiting on Riley and Ryan’s mother to come along. I haven’t seen Ms. Chalmers in quite a while and ever since Riley had been gunned down, the same day as his birthday might I add, she’s been different. The relationship I used to have with her, I have no longer. The idea of one of her sons’ being gunned down really brought her to her breaking point. She remained to herself and most recently, it seems she severed her relationship with her only remaining child, Ryan. Although he might deny the fact that it doesn’t bother him, I know it does and it’s a sad thing to see.

Ryan and his mother weren’t as close as Riley and their mother, but it was better than nothing. They still communicated very often unlike now.

“Are you okay?” I mumbled, connecting Ryan and I’s hand together. He was relatively quiet for the most part, only speaking when spoken to. We arrived an hour before the service was set to begin because of how antsy Ryan had become. We were one of the first to arrive and we’d probably be the last to leave. The dynamic relationship between his brother and him were one for the books. There was once a time when neither of them enjoyed the other’s company and I hypothesized it was because they have different fathers and their living situations while growing up was much different as well. However, things changed as they grew and had begun to appreciate one another like they should have before. Too bad it was too late for them to develop that bond they severely needed.

“I’m good,” he said, his chocolate eyes focused ahead. I leaned my head against his shoulder and sighed. Ryan’s very good at suppressing his emotions and it’s not intentional either. When you’re put into certain situations you have no control over, your emotions are the last thing that could possibly interfere. With this moment here, behind closed doors, he let everything out; I know he has. But in front of hundreds of civilians, he wouldn’t. I watched as he looked down at his gold Patek watch and mumbled something inaudible about the time or something concerning his mother. I kept my eyes planted on the door, awaiting for his mother’s arrival. My mind began to wonder and conjure up the idea of her not showing. I mean, I wouldn’t fault her but I know Ryan would make a big fuss out of it.

“She’s here,” I said, admiring her natural beauty. Ms. Chalmers was a beautiful Trinidadian lady with natural curls that surrounded her round face. She had light hazel eyes that were almond shape. She had a slight accent but spoke fluent English. I know her to be strict at times but she was very affectionate and loving as well. I just couldn’t understand nor fathom the sudden change. Ryan turned his head to look at his mother and for a second, I saw the sadness clearly in his eyes but he simply shrugged it off and turned to look away. Ms. Chalmers was stopped numerous times towards her seat and all eyes were placed on her; except for her son. “Are you going to greet her?”

“No,” he mumbled. “I’m here to pay respect to my brother. My mother and I have nothing to talk about whatsoever,” he stated sternly, clenching his jaw. It seems like when he loses someone he was close with, he loses someone else at the same time. I don’t want him to experience that again. That would tear him apart.

“Don’t be like that,” I whispered, making eye contact with his mother. She stared at me for a total of five seconds before giving me a small smile. I know she noticed that Ryan was beside me, but she didn’t even bother to acknowledge him causing me to frown. Sucking his teeth, he dropped my hands from his hold and crossed them over his chest. Rolling my eyes at his unnecessary attitude, I just decided to focus on what was happening before me. Memories of that fatal night flooded my mind miserably once the funeral began.

The cool nighttime air of New York was without a doubt beautiful tonight. So beautiful, only a pair of ripped jeans, an Indiana Pacer jersey and a pair of black Toms rested comfortably on my body. It had just struck midnight and Ryan and I decided to visit Riley and surprise him with the first of the many Happy Birthdays’ he would receive over the day. He was turning twenty-three and being that I get overly excited about the idea of a birthday or something similarly close to it, I wanted his day to be amazing from start to finish. This was the first birthday I would be sharing with him and it was a birthday that I wanted to be memorable for him. The only proper way that would be able to happen is if I carried a bottle of his favorite liquor and some new clothes. Two of his favorite things in the world. I live only a mere ten blocks from the brownstone he resided in and with Ryan insisting on taking his car, we reached the house in no time. As a gift for graduating College early, his paternal grandfather allowed him to reside in the house he grew up in as a child.

To my surprise, when we reached the brownstone Riley was already standing outside, a blunt in hand. Upon noticing our arrival, his smile widened as he jogged down the few steps and stood before me. “Happy birthday, Riley!” I smiled, extending my arms out wide for a hug.

His deep baritone voice invaded my ears as he chucked before responding. “Thank you, ma. I appreciate it, I do,” he said, welcoming me in a tight embrace, my feet coming off the ground a bit. Riley was a little bit taller than Ryan, but they shared a lot of characteristics together such as their thick hair, smooth chocolate skin and sense of style. I’m surprised they aren’t twins with the way they tend to act. Pulling away from me, he looked down at the blunt in his hand and then at me. “I should put this out, right?” he questioned with a chuckle.

“I don’t want to be the reason for you to not enjoy your day so do as you please. I should be fine,” I told him, stepping back some.

“Good looks,” he nodded. “What’s good with you and this Pacers jersey though?” he commented.

“It’s just for looks,” I chuckled. “You know I support Miami,” Slightly.

“That’s what I thought,” he said, taking a quick pull of the neatly rolled blunt. His eyes looked past me and landed on his brother. “What’s up, Ryan?” he questioned, pulling him into a brotherly hug and dap.

“Shit. We out here for you, bro,” he chuckled. “Happy pussy day, nigga. Stay trill for the day,” I rolled my eyes accordingly to their conversation and moved to take a seat on the steps. Their conversation continued for a total of fifteen minutes as they pretty much summed up their night and what’s been going on lately. Their conversation was cut short by a black Jeep pulling up and the door opening with great ease. Out walked a few of Riley’s friend, coming along with more Liquor in their hands and bags of food. I wouldn’t be surprised if they had ample the amount of weed hidden somewhere in those bags. From the logo on one of the bags, I easily noted that the food came from the seafood spot not too far away from here.

Great choice.

As the group embraced each other with loud talking, I distracted myself with my iPhone, wanting to make sure that my sister was alright and according to her, she was. I only had one sibling and that was my eighteen-year old sister, who I cared for as if she was mine. I would go insane if something were to happen to her due to what the men in our lives do.

“You want some food, Bailey?” Riley questioned, causing me look away from my phone. “There’s more than enough for everyone,” he said, passing off the blunt for Ryan to finish.

“Sure,” I declared. “I can’t stay long though,”

“No problem,” he smiled. “I can’t send my sister home without something to fill her up though,” he said, draping his arm around my shoulder. I turned around slightly and went to question what Ryan was doing, seeing that he was on his phone, feverishly talking to someone after Riley gave him the blunt to finish. However, with Riley almost dragging me inside his lavish house, I didn’t have time to question him on what he was doing. Riley’s brownstone was nothing short of magnificent. I trailed behind everyone as they led the way towards the living room, setting everything up. Riley had the Stereo on, playing the latest rap music. The T.V. was on and GTA V was on, ready to be played by anybody. I would have to call dibs before someone else did. With the addition of food, liquor, weed and friends, this could have been considered a small get together or party if you will.

I took a seat at the table, along with the two other girls that emerged from the Jeep. Food was placed in front of us and since I hadn’t had anything to eat for the day, the Shrimp and Fish, along with a side order of French Fries would have to do. It wasn’t until thirty minutes later that Ryan finally made his appearance besides me, reaching to take a sip of the drink I had been babysitting. His hand rested on the thigh furthest from him as I sat back against his arm and leaned into him. “Who were you talking to?” I questioned, smelling the odor of weed on him.

“No one, baby,” he mumbled. “No one important at least,”

“No,” I said. “That person must have been extremely important if the conversation lasted thirty minutes,” I gritted, not trying to easily display my distaste in him lying to me.

“Well, it’s nothing to worry ‘bout so don’t stress it,” he said sternly. I sighed wearily, knowing that Ryan was extremely stubborn and nothing would be solved until he admits it on his own time. However, not everything is on his time. For as long as I’ve known Ryan, all through Middle School and High School, he’s always been very hardheaded. It’s his way or no way at all. You’re either on his side or you’re against him. You either work with him or leave him alone. Everything must be done on his accord and I must be that one exception, depending on the situation.

Sighing roughly, I stood from my seat and went to go find Riley. I had to go home soon, and I wanted to say my farewells to him before I see him later on today. There were a couple of things I had planned and he was included in all of it. I checked in his room, but he wasn’t there, he wasn’t in the living room and wasn’t in the kitchen. My best guess would have to be outside, seeing as that his doorbell would constantly ring. Pulling the door back, I looked outside and noticed how quiet the neighborhood was, but I didn’t see any signs of Riley. However, I didn’t go back inside because I noticed his favorite Supreme hat siting on one of the steps. I continued down the stairs, in reach to get it. I damn near jumped out of my skin after hearing an electrifying sound, resembling one of a fire cracker. Fourth of July was a week ago and people were still doing them?

Shaking my head, I snatched the hat off the ground and looked up in time to catch a black van, tinted heavily, speed down the road quickly as if cops were behind them. Funny thing is, none were behind them. “What the fuck? That’s the number one way to cause an accident,” I grumbled.

“B-B-Bailey…” My voice got caught in my throat as I halted and look to the left of me. Through the dim lightening, my eyes had to be playing cruel tricks on me. I dropped the Supreme hat that was once in my grasp and briskly walked towards Riley. My hands came in contact with the side of his stomach. “Call Ryan,” he choked out.

Tears I’ve been trying to suppress lately, easily spilled from my eyes and I hadn’t even noticed Ryan trying to console me to stop. I’ve never lost anyone as close as I was to Riley so this hit close to home. I can recall the many conversations I would hold with him and he was so wise and smart for someone so young. He was going to be great one day but no one would be able to see that and neither would he. “Calm down with the tears now. No more tears,” Ryan mumbled, pulling me in closer to his body, kissing my forehead. The service was devastating and every now and then, you could easily hear the weeping of many. The only one who looked like they refused to cry was Ms. Chalmers; she was being strong about this. It was obvious that she favored Riley more than Ryan but at this point, she was numb to everything that was occurring. The last thing she expected was for her son to be murdered the day of his birthday.

The service continued for at least another hour and by then, people were able to approach the casket – the open casket - and say their farewells. I clung to Ryan as he weaved through the crowd, heading towards the exit. “You’re not going to…”

“No,” he said, cutting me off. “I’m not saying goodbye to my brother like that. He’s still here with me,” he snapped.

“Okay,” I said, sighing. “What does this mean now?”

“Don’t worry ‘bout it. I’ll figure it out,” he said shortly, looking for someone over my head. I turned, trying to scout out who he was looking for but coming up fruitless. I frowned and turned to look at him. His jaw was clenched, and his fist were balled tightly, exposing his veins.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, my turn to now console him.

“Niggas are so disrespectful,” he spat, my eyebrows furrowing together. He pushed me to the side gently and began storming off. Due to the church attendees’ emerging from the church, it blocked my vision of him; essentially, losing him to the crowd. What niggas were he referring to? I felt so lost and drained. My mind was spinning with a million and one thoughts, all breaking me down mentally. A part of me didn’t find the courage to wake up this morning and attend this service because of the effects that it would come with. But I knew I had to, I just didn’t know what would possibly entail from this point on.

#j. cole #asap rocky #trey songz #Chris brown #kendrick lamar #august alsina #fanfic #fiction

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auxgod · 6 years

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Meet Mexico Merio, The Self Taught Producer Who Continues Curating His Own Sound

San Diego-based producer Mexico Merio has managed to build himself a well-respected reputation throughout the hip hop scene as one of the hardest working producers in the game. With his incredible work ethic and and keen ear for what sounds good, Merio has been able to produce for the likes of Cali Kev, Poodeezy, RiFF RaFF, Dollabillgates, Q.Hype, Trill Sammy and many more. Today we sat down with the buzzing hit maker for an interview to discuss various topics ranging from his favorite beat he’s worked on, what his production process is like, and how to navigate around the producing for well known rappers and artist on the rise

Name- MexicoMerio Age- 23 How did you start making beats and what gave you the motivation to stay with it?-

Just hopped on FL studio one day and just started playing around with it. Next thing you know I start really cooking some mean shit up. I met DJ (@DJOnTheTrack) in middle school and we would always listen to the same music. Next thing you know I move to Texas me and this nigga start sending melodies to each other all the time. Once I got outta high school I tried that school shit it didn’t work so I said fuck it, ima make beats.

Whats your production process like?

Melody first. Off top. Sets the vibe.

You’re an extremely versatile producer. Who are your top 5 favorite producers?

ZAYTOVEN OFF TOP, Metro Boomin, Lex Luger, Southside, & MexikoDro

Whats your favorite track you’ve produced and whys it your favorite?

Some people may not have heard it but it’s called “How” by DollaBillGates. One of my favorite beats and that song is a real vibe. I liked that song so much I chopped and screwed that hoe. From a producer standpoint how involved should the artist be in the recording and post?

For the most part i think a producer should be there or around when an artist is recording to give his opinion. The producer is the one who made the beat so of course they’re feed in the song is important but no necessary.

You were on Tour recently. How was that experience for you and how did you feel seeing people enjoying your beats? -

That shit was lit best experience of my life and I can’t wait until the next one. Seeing people rock to my beats is the best feeling in the world. Different city every night different venues and different crown all hearing and vibing to my beats. Amazing.

Is there anything new that you’re currently working on that you can share?

1207 project just finished up. Just finished up me and Poodeezy tape. So now I’m focusing on getting out a tape for this new San Diego artist named YHG Pnut and also wanna start working on a new personal project with my boy Cali Kev. I really like making music with that dude his bars crazy and flow even crazier.

I got a couple songs with big names coming very soon too hope the streets ready for those.

You always seem to know which artist is gonna blow up next. Who are 3 artist you’d love to work with ?

Haha I’m just tapped in and watch the streets. But I def think D. Savage is about to make an awesome comeback. Tbh I never even knew about that whole deal with Joey Fatts or all that shit until a week ago. But this other artist Lil Splurge i def think he up next. His flow and bars crazy. Also Gunna, I been watching him since his first mixtape that dude is seriously hard he gonna win a Grammy no cap. Speak it into existence! What are some of your predictions in 2019?

I told myself in 2018 I was gonna build my name and have a solid name in the streets and in the industry. Next year I’m going for platinum. I wanna work with The Weeknd, PartyNextDoor, Gunna, Future, Young Thug, & A couple more artist but that’s just off top of my dome. If someone wants to buy beats, whats the quickest way to reach you?

DM. I’m not hard to contact. Everybody swear like I’m Hollywood or something like nah bro I’m still the same nigga. I just tax now. Any last words to all your fans and supporters whove seen you glo up since the very beginning?

Keep working. Fuck tryna have clout or a name. Just keep working.

Follow here Mexico Merio on Twitter and Instagram

#dope #Aux God #Mexico Merio #San Diego #interview #personal #Questions #Music #News #October #2018 #playlist #Spotify #soundcloud

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blackhornet4 · 2 years

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Won’t see won’t hear

Girl I love you with every part of my body, every ounce of my soul god only knows..the essence that fills my temple belonged to you because I gave you the whole me not just apart..your like art; I admired you and around your vessel I felt sparks, it’s a start. The tears keep falling i might have to build an arch. chapters that I’m about to explain this section of my journey niggas call me a lame,but don’t know what it’s like to fall head over heels it felt real like a cozy warmth that I could not fulfill with someone else I’d be better by myself . I try to be with another but it’s not good for my health cause with the action all I think is of you I’m through with these emotions how do I get through. I am trapped… Unaware how to act had me hook wish I could take it all back to a time I didn’t know your love I wouldn’t show you what’s called affection. I wouldn’t go insane the thought of your being wouldn’t pierce my brain ; but you burnt into my memory don’t know how to forget? idk how.. but I will be okay just have no clue rn that idea don’t seem real tryna stay trill once again how am I supposed to feel ?

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signedxxx · 6 years

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Now, everybody tellin' me a lie Lordy, give me something for my soul See, I don't wanna think of suicide So please don't take the lock key off my door See, I've been tired of fucking all these girls And I've been tired of spending all my dough And if I give my story to the world I wonder if they'd book me for a show See you can't handle pressure on your own So why you carry boulder by yourself? The story’s storyteller tell it wrong And glorify the horror and the wealth And Mama call me, tell me coming home And I just need some guidance in my steps I know I'm not the only one alone I know I'm not the only one who felt Heavenly Father, why are you so far away? Heavenly Father, why are you so far away? Heavenly Father, why are you so far away? Heavenly Father, why are you so far away? Look now, I'm praying that I make it twenty-five They be calling doctors for my health And "no" is kinda hard to say to drugs I been having problems with myself And I been asking questions, where the love? And they don't give me answers, just a check And they don't know my issues as a child Cause I was busy cutting on myself And hanging from the playground wasn't wrong Until you got a rope around your neck And I been losing more than just my mind Gathering what's left of self-respect And Daddy, why you call me while you're drunk? And why you never love me when I need it? And I don't wanna be like you no more And I been trying to cope, I'm getting weeded Heavenly Father, why are you so far away? Heavenly Father, why are you so far away? Heavenly Father, why are you so far away? Heavenly Father, why are you so far away? Look hey I smoke too much: The problems of a twenty-something I drink too often, there's liquor pouring from the faucet You would assume by following the tunes That I'm doomed to die young, addicted to dry plum These bitches ain't shit And pussy is my greatest vice I love smoking weed, I hate advice I know some niggas that talk good The wise men from a long line of bitch-made and brides-men You never had nothing but fucking dreams You just caught up in the hype The fashion and so it seems, the limelight I know that I rhyme tight No need for your two cents and burning your blueprints These people think I really give a fuck about the shit they give a fuck about Just need a moment of silence, just close your fuckin' mouth Infatuated with violence, gun in my fuckin' mouth So you don't even know that I'm serious Know what I'm talkin' 'bout Like you got punchlines for days So generic your flow You're too cold, you're aged And you got punch lines for days So generic your flow You're too cold, you're aged Yeah, and I'm so misrepresented by niggas that claim trill And they souls was never in it, like And I'm so misrepresented by niggas that claim trill They souls was never in it, like...

#Isaiah Rashad #Heavenly Father #cilvia #Cilvia Demo

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yasbxxgie · 5 years

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Rapsody Nina Eve (Jamla / Roc Nation, 8/23/19)

Southern trees Bearing strange fruit Blood on the leaves And blood at the root So bleed Verse One Emit light, rap, or Emmett Till I drew a line without showing my body, that's a skill Bad to the bone and the grill You'd be dead wrong if looks killed I'm still on my spill, in the spirit of L. Hill Eye on the sparrow, nose like a pharaoh's Our bloodline trill for the young and all the lils We all gon' get mils Talk a lot of game but we get paid to like Jemele Was raised upon a hill, the valley's a sunken place I'm just tryna build like I came with some kettle weight Know I'm a god emcee, 'cause nigga, I made the devil wait 'Fore I brought hell, you ain't gotta tell me I'm hella great I don't speak on it nowadays, I just meditate Y'all can have the bars, nigga, I spit hard metal gates Henry Louis Gates when I cop me some new estate Make room for myself, I'm in a way different mental place I keep it real, all y'all look anime I'm fine like Anna Mae, black don't crack like Angela Black and brave like in the A, it don't come with apologies 'Less it's Tip and some Andre, when you greet me it's, "Namaste" Spread love the Brooklyn way or like marmalade No matter if you street street or more like the promenade We gotta come together like the corn and the dookie braids For the present and future days, I say what I gotta say I am Nina and Roberta, the one you love but ain't heard of Got my middle finger up like Pac after attempted murder Failed to kill me, it's still me, woke up singing Shirley Murdock As we lay these edges down, brown women, we so perfect Went from field nigga to still nigga, being cropped out the picture But we all know who got the juice, my sisters Imitating us in all the Hollywood pictures And still, they'll never be us, nigga I'm from the back woods where Nina would Sing about the life we should lead A new dawn, another deed, I try to do some good I felt more damned than Mississippi was They deny Nina in Philadelphia And still we persevere like all the 400 years of our own blood, Africa Old panthers lookin' back like who gon' come up after us? Outside the movies, I make sure before it move you It moved me, now bow down to a queen, please Survival.

Reyna Biddy Spoken word:

Here's to the honey in you To the bittersweet in me I will shed this blood so romantically, so viciously quiet Here's to a moment of silence I've poured and poured my soul again, here's to epiphanies There was never a we There was you all and there was me In this war, likely to succeed Unlike me to surrender Trying and dying to breathe poetry to rise in the light of day To subconsciously exist cautiously ascending towards freedom Praying for a breather Do you see my pain? Do I seem like prey? Empathy be the reason you're still standing We are not the same I've lived more lives than you, I have less pride than you I'm extraterrestrial, I was created different I've been here many times before and I've never been defeated, and still I will never be defeated.

#2019 #rapsody #nina #eve #jamla records #roc nation #reyna biddy #lyrics #hip-hop #hip hop #video #black music #music #nina simone #rip #north carolina #mark byrd

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nahimjustfeelingit-writes · 4 years

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Imagine:

Rapper Erik has a sex tape and nudes that leaked and Reader is a huge fan that slides in his DM’s to shoot her shot.

Warnings: SMUT, TONS of Nasty talk, Choking, Spanking, Daddy Kink. Mash-up with another Marvel Character.

So I hope you guys enjoy this one! I made up these rap names and I figured they fit Erik perfectly so let me know if you agree or disagree lmao. Like, & Reblog.

“D-D-DADDDDYYYYYYYYY”

“Shut the fuck up, Bitch.”

The phone rattled and smacked against whatever surface it was perched on.

“OH MY GOD-”

“Didn’t I tell you to shut the FUCK-UP?” His large hand reached around to cover the chicks mouth. Her eyes were squeezed shut as tears dragged down her cheeks, running her makeup. Her body bounce from crying while his mouth was pressed to her ear, his words coming out harsh and menacing.

“You’re too fucking loud. You beg for this dick, you listen to me when I tell you to close your goddamn mouth, HEAR ME?” He cracked her ass like a whip with his large hand, “Getting on my fucking nerves,” He thrust forward while mushing her head down further into the bed of his tour bus. From what it looked like, it was a bunk bed. You could only see His toned arms, lower abs, and legs while he fucked her. The girl getting all that demon dick was arched over with her dress up and around her waist.

E-rratic Leader

Trill Erik

Grizzly

KING KILLMONGER

KILL-OCHO

Her favorite Bay Area rapper. The man she watched all over social media and whenever he was on tour in her city, Detroit. The rapper who came out with her favorite album of his, SAUCIN ERIK TRILOGY. She has that album on repeat everyday. The rapper responsible for the hashtag on Twitter and Instagram #ThirstErikkk. Every bitch wanted and needed that man in their lives. It was because of this very video that leaked all over the internet. You wouldn’t miss it even if it was reported or taken down. All the chicks had a copy. It wasn’t just this video, he had nudes of him showing off his dick too.

CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP! Her cheeks were bouncing off E-rratic’s pelvis.

Y/N scrambled while in the bathroom of her place of employment to turn down the volume. A co-worker walked in without warning and Y/N didn’t have time to prepare herself. She paused with her hand up her skirt, three fingers still knuckle deep in that pussy and all her cream drizzling down the crack of her ass.

“Y/N? Girl?”

“Yeah?” Y/N wanted to remove her fingers from her pussy but if she did, Her coworker may hear it loud and clear.

“Are you okay? You’ve been in here for like thirty minutes. We were going to grab some food for lunch are you coming?”

Go with her coworkers to eat from a food truck or stay behind to play with this pussy to E-rratic? The decision was unanimous.

“Nah, babe, I’m gonna go out a little later I have work to catch up on.”

“You sure? That House of Wraps food truck you like so much will be out today and you know they don’t stay long.”

“I’ll just catch them on Friday,” Y/N rolled her eyes into her head. If this bitch didn’t leave her horny high will be at an all time low.

“Okay...you’re loss. Next time, alright!”

So what, Becky, now take your ass on I’m tryna bust a nut, bitch, Y/N thought.

“Okay!” Y/N replied with a faux nice voice.

Waiting, Y/N finally heard the bathroom door clicked shut. Her fingers began moving while her other hand started the screen recorded video again. She turned up the volume enough for her to hear because all that ass clapping sounded like someone was getting slapped repeatedly across their face.

“Knocking on my bus door looking for me. That stage wasn’t enough, girl?”

“N-NO DADDY.” Erik, E-rratic, damn near bulldozed her pussy with his powerful hips. He was fucking that groupie bitch. All in her guts. Y/N had to hiss as she shakes her head. Her eyes fluttered closed and her head fell back against the wall behind the toilet. Her legs came up to spread like an eagles wings. The heels of her pumps dragged against the walls of the bathroom stall chipping the paint.

“Mad cuz I had that bitch in those little white shorts grinding on this dick? Ain’t my fault yall hoe’s love me.”

“Fuckkkk, ahhhhhh,” Her hands reached back to drag down E-rratic’s abs. He smacked her hands away before grabbing her hair. The groupie’s hands reached out in front of her to grab onto anything but Erik, E-rratic, tilted his hips and drilled her pussy while pulling her weave. Y/N knew for a fact that this groupie chicks guts were scrambled and her walls were aching. All that thick and long killer dick going in and out of her.

“Come here,” E-rratic pulls the girl up with his hand still in her hair, flipping her around and picking her up. All Y/N could hear was the girl whimpering and whining. E-rratic slammed that bitch on his dick and fucked her while standing. Y/N could see the muscles in his legs flex along with his abs. The chick was so little wrapped around him. His hands squeezed and popped her ass each time she cried.

“Just fuck me like that, nigga, SHIT,” Y/N mouthed while finger-fucking herself, “That’s some good long dick.”

“Stay here. Stay on this DICK.”

“Yes,” The groupie cries.

“Daddy dick got you cumming again?” Y/N could see his hand come up, most likely to wrap around this girls neck. Y/N wished she could see his face. She wanted to cum on his face to be honest. Ride his beard and make him drown. E-rratic took his hand to pop that hoe ass, then, his large hand jiggled that little booty. He was man handling that girl.

“Fuck this dick. Fuck it right now. DO IT,” He whacked that ass again, “I said DO IT, hear me?”

“Umph,mmhh,” The groupie chick brought one arm up to wrap around his broad shoulders, her other hand reaching back to grab the railing of the bunk bed. With all the strength in her little hips, that bitch went super freak, bouncing on that dick in the air. E-rratic was LOVING THAT TOO MUCH.

“Oh yeah, oh yeah, bitch? That’s how you take dick? That’s how you like riding pipe?” WHACK, “You are getting the best facial from your favorite rapper, ma, all this nut. I want your pretty ass to show all your friends what Grizzly can do, aight?” He grabs her hips to fuck her while she fucked him. Y/N stared hypnotized at his heavy sack bouncing and smacking that chick’s ass.

Y/N’s ass clenched on that toilet as her own nut came before she could even finish the damn video. She squirts all over the bathroom floor. The fluids hitting the door too. She had on five inch pumps so she would have to be very careful not to slip and fall. Y/N almost squirted again when she watched E-rratic lift that girl off his dick. All that thick, long dick reappearing from that girl. Shit was amazing.

“On your fucking knees before I make you,” out of nowhere, he reached out to lightly slap the girl’s face, “Suck this Daddy dick, baddie.”

The groupie wasted no time engulfing that dick. She sucked like her life depended on it. That was her favorite rapper. Spilling the nut would be disrespectful. He talked about how pissed he gets when bitches spill the nut in a few of his songs. If Y/N ever has a chance with him, she would drink that nigga dry.

“That’s a good girl,” He pulled her hair to make her look up at him. His dick pushed in further, almost making her fall back on her ass.

“Nope. Don’t you fucking move with my dick in your mouth, bitch. YES, yeahhhhhh, little fucking slut. Nasty fucking bitch.”

He was so blunt and vulgar. The degrading made Y/N whimper like she was sucking the dick. She woke up that morning wanting to suck his dick before she could even stretch her limbs. No nigga ever made her want to do that. Dick for breakfast fucking around with him.

“Am I making Daddy’s dick cum?” The groupie chick asked Erik while sucking the tip of his dick, “Can Daddy cum all over my slutty face? Can I have Daddy’s cum, please?”

“Nasty, bitch, of course you can,” E-rratic made the chick gurgle on his dick, “You can have all this good nut, gon’ bust right now if you keep sucking the tip of my dick like that,” He grunted so loud Y/N was sure his tour crew could hear everything, “Milk this dick, hmph, suck all that nut out my fucking dick, yes, oh, MY GOD, ohhhhhhh you are good, bitch, you are good. Ah, fuck, Ah, FUCK-”

When was the last time he bust a nut? That cum was tremendous. It spurted and propelled out like a wave crashing a rock. The groupie had to close her eyes so she wouldn’t go blind from his nut. Her mouth unhinged and her tongue rolled out so long that it touched the bottom of her chin. That dick was so harddddddddd.

“I wish I could slurp that up,” Y/N rubbed slow circles over her clit, “Yesssss damn daddy wish I was there sucking on that dick and balls and nut all in my mouth inbox me yo where you at,” Y/N laughed to herself. If only E-rratic answered his damn DM’s. When she saw how much and how hard he came, she made a promise to make sure the next time every drop was deep inside her instead of some other bitch. That was it. All these irrelevant bitches got a chance to have KING KILLMONGER. It wasn’t fair.

“So much fun to play in and taste, Daddy,” This girl was a freak. As much as she wanted to, Y/N couldn’t be mad, she applauded that bitch. Y/N would be doing the same thing if given the opportunity.

“Damn, ma,” The groupie chick grabs his dick to jerk it, “You so damn DICK HUNGRY.”

The groupie chick let out a short laughter before getting up from the floor to lay on the bed. She looked over at the phone then reached out her hand to end the video while Erik walks away naked with his elephant trunk of a dick swinging. Y/N lifted from the toilet, pulling her skirt down and grabbing her purse from the back of the bathroom door. She adjusts her feet in her shoes before walking out. She washed her hands and freshened up. Luckily no one came in. Y/N folded up her panties to place inside of her purse. She turned to the mirror, watching her reflection and fluffing out her perm rod set. After applying a bit more lip gloss and mascara, Y/N left the bathroom just when environmental services was coming in. She felt bad then for leaving her mess on the floor but if she finger-fucked her pussy at her cubicle instead she would have soaked the chair and the carpet. She made her way back to her cubicle, thankful that everyone was still gone for lunch. Now, her stomach grumbled. Nothing to eat but a pack of almonds and a Nature Valley bar. She felt too weak to go and grab some food so she moved the wireless mouse around the pad to wake her computer up. Online shopping. She quickly minimized to check her work email. Working for a law firm as a paralegal was very demanding. Before she could get back into the grind, her phone lit up and buzzed a few times. Glancing over while typing, she spotted an Instagram post that a friend of hers tagged her in. Y/N read the title of the post:

E-rratic Leader AKA Kill-OCHO responds to sex tape leak and nudes + talks of new album release.

Y/N practically scrambled to open that post up. Luckily, it was a IGTV video on The Shade Room that was at least 17 minutes long. He looked so...fucking...good. Smile on his face, dreads braided back, gold chains around his neck, ice grill on his bottom row teeth, black turtle neck fitting tightly with a Supreme x Louis Vuitton denim jacket on. She couldn’t see his jeans and shoes but she wished she did. Those tattoo covered hands rubbed together almost calculating while his piercing black eyes looked around the table of radio personalities who would be interviewing him. E-rratic, Grizzly, Kill-OCHO, was so damn calm. He didn’t need to hide behind a pair of shades or slouch in his seat with his goons behind him to check anybody if they talked out of pocket. No, he was alone and taking sips of his bottled water. The tattoo on his neck of flames and what looked like the Punisher skull must be a new tattoo addition to the rest of his beautiful body art.

“Good afternoon GOOD AFTERNOON, or in the words of the Leader-”

“Yeee Yeee!” E-rratic said into the microphone. Everyone laughed. He was famous for saying Yee all over the internet.

“It’s your girl Amanda,” The first radio personality spoke and she’s also the lead for this New York radio station and podcast.

“It’s Nee-Nee!” She was a 5’2 plus size chick with a purple fro and a spunky attitude.

“It’s yah boy Raphe,” Jamacian native with free form dreads.

“And this is DJ Benz,” He played a little bit of GANG GANG from the JACKBOYS and Travis Scott album. E-rratic bopped in his seat a little bit causing the others to rock with him. Nee-Nee hit a hard Milly Rock that had everyone cheering her on.

“Aye, go, Nee-Nee, fuck it up ma,” E-rratic spoke all smooth into the mic with a raspy voice. Nee-Nee stopped dancing while laughing with mirth.

“Okay OKAY,” Amanda clapped her hands together, E-rratic looking over at her while fixing the beats headphones around his ears, “We have a special guest with us on the radio today, he is responsible for all the ladies favorite hashtag, #ThirstErikkk, number one album last year; SAUCIN ERIK TRILOGY, He’s got a new album coming out towards the end of this year titled Punisher, a Bay Area native, Why don’t you introduce yourself and all your AKA’s, handsome?”

A bunch of OOOO’s and AHHHH’s filled the room after Amanda said that. E-rratic shook his head while stroking his beard.

“Teh,” He let out a short laugh, “Wassup, it’s Erik AKA The E-rratic Leader, AKA Grizzly, AKA Kill-OCHO-”

“OCHO!” DJ Benz yelled out. Laughter erupted again.

“AKA KING KILLMONGER, AKA Trill Erik, AKA,” He pulled down his turtleneck to reveal his new tattoo, “Punisher.”

“That’s a lot of AKA’s,” Nee-Nee spoke with a laugh, “But you forgot one though.”

E-rratic raised a single brow, “What?”

“AKA Thirst Trap Erik-”

“Nah, on mamas that ain’t me,” He put on a charming smile with all that ice in his mouth, “Thirst Erik getting old.”

“How though?” Nee-Nee jokes.

“Outta pocket,” E-rratic laughs.

“Now, Kill, you know why we are here this morning talking to you. A very...scandalous and highly sexual video surfaced on the internet just two days ago while you were doing a concert here in NYC -”

“You mean porn?” Raphe says with a sly smirk. E-rratic cracked a smile while stroking his beard.

“A fan of yours, we won’t mention her name, secretly recorded the both of you having sex on your tour bus. Um...let’s just say this is the first leaked sex tape that I’ve seen that is so damn...nasty. Like...everything was out in the open. EVERYTHING. The nasty talk, the full on nudity, all of that. Could you touch bases with us and tell us-the radio, how you feel after this big scandal?”

“Honestly,” He shrugs, making his chains move around his neck, “I’m good. I woke up, pissed, brushed my teeth, took a meditating shower, had some decent fucking breakfast from room service for once, hit the gym, went to the studio to record for my album and now I’m here,” Erik looked around at everyone, “Do I look bothered though?”

“No, which surprises me,” Nee-Nee spoke with caution, “Your face wasn’t in the frame so you could have denied everything this girl put out but yet...you don’t care?”

“I don’t give a fuck,” E-rratic spoke into the mic with his lips practically hitting it, “I had sex with a fan, it was fun, I bust a couple of nuts. I slept fine,” He licked his lips with a smile.

“You don’t think that her recording the both of you having sex was offensive?” Raphe asked.

“Nah, shawty was a groupie chick. It’s expected with her type. I don’t care. The pussy was good, she freaky like I like em’, I had a good couple of nuts, and sent her on her way with my cum on her face.”

He talked so casually about this. Y/N watched with a wide mouth.

“Wow,” Amanda fans herself, “Um, you’re really something, Kill.”

“He’s erratic like his name,” DJ Benz jokes while playing a snippet of one of E-rratic’s songs called Demon Mode. The beat was so killer and ferocious. Definitely a fight song. All of his music are fight songs. He can tear the club up.

Definitely,” He bit his bottom lip.

“Are you still in contact with the girl from the video-” E-rratic cuts Amanda off.

“No.” E-rratic let that be known quick, “I’m single.”

“How does your PR team feel about this?” Nee-Nee asked.

“Ain’t much they can do but ride the wave. Social Media is the beast of the cyber world. Shit will never go away. I’ll always be known as Erik with the big dick-”

“Amen to that,” Amanda says while dragging her eyes up and down E-rratic’s body, “I thought Yahya had it all but when I saw you-”

“Okayyyyyy,” Raphe said to change the subject, “Let’s talk about the album. It’s rumored to be titled Punisher and you have a Punisher tattoo with flames on your neck. Also, you’ve been posting on Twitter and Instagram images of you with a Punisher skull mask on and Black Ops gear with a whole lot of guns. What’s this about?”

“Hmm,” E-rratic squints his eyes, “I don’t know if ya’ll are ready for the reason why I titled it Punisher-”

“You can tell us,” Amanda pushed.

“I really can’t it ain’t for the faint hearted,” E-rratic laughs, “It’s not meant to be discussed honestly.

“So...what you’re saying is...you’re really a bad boy?”

He did nothing but smile. Y/N’s thighs shook.

“I think I have a crush on you,” Amanda grabs his shoulder. His eyes looked from her hand to her face, “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” Amanda blushes.

Y/N rolled her eyes. This chick wasn’t worried about E-rratic before the video and nudes leaked. Y/N could recall a time when she talked shit about E-rratic saying that he has too much of an ego. This is what happens when bitches see a fine ass man with a big dick. Plus, he could fuck some pussy up. No need to talk about it when you can see it on his sex tape.

“I bet your DM’s are popping off, man,” DJ Benz said with an envious tone.

“It’s always been jumping off just new heads popping up,” E-rratic clarified.

“Okay, we have a few callers, wassup?” Amanda greeted the caller.

“HI!!” She sounded so chipper.

“Say hi to E-rratic.”

“Hi, E-rratic,” She spoke in a honeyed tone.

“What’s good, ma?”

“My name is Chelsea,” She said seductively.

“Nice to meet you. Where are you from?” He asked.

“The Bronx.”

“Cool, what’s your question?”

“How do you keep all that dick in your jeans? I know it must be mad uncomfortable.”

The entire room erupted with laughter.

“What?! I genuinely want to know,” Chelsea giggles.

“Just gotta’ deal wit’ it. It is what it is. Just like chicks got big titty problems niggas got big dick problems.”

“Next person, wassup?”

“Hello, didn’t expect for my call to be answered!”

What’s your name, girl?” E-rratic asked into the mic.

“Sasha, Queens girl.”

“Okay, Queens, ask me.”

“What kind of girls do you date? I haven’t actually seen you date anyone?”

“I like em’ educated and street smart, all shapes and sizes, supportive, black and beautiful, a little bougie cuz why not? Independent, and of course hella freaky. You fit into any of those categories, ma?”

“Yes,” She spoke timidly with a nervous laugh

“Then I know you’re a bad one,” He spoke more gentle into the mic, “Don’t be shy talking to me.”

“Okay, Kill,” Sasha sounded like she was ready to pull up to that radio station and get some dick herself, “You really love all women the same. That is so sexy to me.”

“Yes the fuck I do.” E-rratic spoke roughly into the mic. Nee-Nee was sitting back fanning herself and blushing like E-rratic was talking to her and not the caller.

“Nee-Nee, you might want to shoot your shot,” Raphe jokes.

Amanda ended the call before asking another question, “We know the Punisher album hasn’t been announced for a release date yet but could you give us a tease?”

“I dropped a tease on my YouTube called Backseat Interlude.”

“Ohhhhh, yesssss,” Amanda squirmed in her seat, “You use the backseat a lot?”

“Maybe I do,” E-rratic licks his lips, “You heard it you’ll know if I do or not.”

“It’s already ten million views,” Raphe applauded him, “Not a surprise though you come out with hit after hit.”

“Thanks, Bro, I appreciate the love for my craft, and as far as my city goes I wouldn’t be where I am without ya’ll,” E-rratic reps the Bay where he is from.

“Thank you, E-rratic- I mean,” Amanda pulls down his turtleneck again, “Punisher. We are looking forward to hearing the new album and thanks for clearing the air about your sex tape.”

“No problem, it’s always a pleasure when I come here.”

The video ended.

Y/N was in a trance. She wanted this man even more now. Why did he have to be in New York right now? The Detroit show wasn’t for another month but damn she needed him. Tonight called for Y/N sliding into his DM’s again until he finally answers. She was patient. Her time was coming. Y/N has faith.

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“I hope ya’ll motherfuckers listening to that Backseat Interlude!” E-rratic was seated in the studio with a Hennessy bottle in one hand and weed in the other, “I got a little contest for all you Bad Bitches. Post the baddest gangsta girl picture with one of the ski masks from my clothing line. I’ll choose the one I like the most and if I’m coming to your city, you get to meet me backstage.”

Twitter was blowing up. Now, it was #GangstaBaddieChallenge on Twitter. Two hashtags related to this fine ass man. On Instagram, his following went from 8.8 Million to 13.7 Million in just a few days. Luckily, Y/N has one of the ski masks he was referring to. It was hot pink with a gun embroidered on the forehead and a broken heart on the left cheek. She posted it on her Twitter, already gaining replies from friends:

Loddi_93: Bitch! LLAB you are not playing! I hope you win though!

KendrickSmith: Y/N, you still ain’t hit me back

Beautiful&Black: LOOK AT MY COUSIN! Yessssss! Get his attention!

MeganBrown: Girl, why didn’t you tell me you were doing the challenge?!

Y/N was laid up in bed with a full face of makeup and her titties sitting pretty in a coral pink top. She knew she was a beautiful girl but the other women who participated in the challenge took it up two notches. Ass pics, weed pics, some pics holding guns, Y/N didn’t have a fucking chance. She was a loyal fan since he was underground back in 2008 on MySpace. As soon as he went mainstream in 2010, people hopped on the bandwagon. To Y/N, that’s her man. He didn’t know it yet, but he is all hers.

“Damn, Daddy,” Y/N praised E-rratic while liking all his recent pictures on Instagram. She shook her head at how fine he is. Tattoos, scarring all over his chest, back, and abdomen. Wild tapered dreads, Grillz in his mouth, the hardest drip she had ever seen. He didn’t look bummy like some other rappers. This man has smooth skin like a baby, sparkling white teeth, clean fingernails, pretty feet, and he can cook. He probably smelled like Shea Butter, Mango Butter, Coconut Oil, Sweet almond Oil, that GUCCI GUILTY cologne...mmm. Y/N was Horny and in desperate need for some dick, Y/N went to her photos on her phone to stare at his dick. She felt the wind knocked out of her lungs again and it was her tenth time looking at the photo. Sunset in the background pouring in from his hotel window. Long, thick, veiny dick covered in massage oil with those thick fingers covered in rings wrapped around the base. Hairless, smooth, succulent, nice fat tip. Y/N wanted to sit all her weight on his dick reverse cowgirl. Ride that D on her feet while looking back at his sexy ass. He was dead wrong for being that fine. Totally disrespectful.

“Oh my God,” Y/N groaned. She could send him something else to his DM’s. She went to her DM to pull up all the unread messages she sent him since 2016. So many. She sent the #GangstaBaddieChallenge pic first, then, she undressed accept for her panties. Y/N started filming a video. She already had Backseat Interlude playing in the background on a loop. Her pussy was shiny and slippery like a honeycomb in those panties. Phat pussy lips, nice big clit to nibble on, wide labia like wings on a butterfly fresh out of its cocoon. As soon as she put her fingers in her pussy, it sounded like she was whipping up cream filling for a dessert. She played all in her pussy with her hand inside her panties to conceal her juicy box from his eyes. While playing with her hidden pussy she told him how wet she is:

"Baby, I wish you could see how wet this pussy is for you right now."

"Do you like watching me play with my pussy?"

"Fuck baby, my pussy is dripping all over my fingers. I wish it was your dick."

"Tell me how bad you wanna see my wet pussy."

Y/N wanted to make him beg to see it. She’s the one in power right now. Tease him. She pulled her hand out of her panties to show him her fingers that are covered with her wetness. Then, she Licks them clean. Now, she really wanted to make a mess. Y/N knew that if she stroked her pussy with her fingers, she would squirt. She wanted to squirt right through her panties.

“Daddy, I’m such a huge fan,” She licked her lips, “I’m playing Daddy’s favorite game. You like it when I tease you, don’t you?”

Y/N moved her fingers in and out at a slow pace. Her eyes closed and her mouth stayed wide open.

“Can I cum for daddy, hm?” She asked in the sweetest little voice, “You can cum for me deep down my throat. Mm, I know it’s so hard right now, Daddy. I know it’s leaking. Oh, my goodness, when I pull those pants down and see that thick dick throbbing...umph, let me take care of you.”

Before Y/N could even stop the amount of mess that she made. Her juices set off like a rocket, covering the crotch of her pink panties and the bed. Soaking wet and creamy. Y/N couldn’t end it if she tried. Her pussy leaked and leaked. Her gratifying moans sounded so pure for such a naughty girl. Not once did she show him her pussy.

“Come lick me now,” She whispered before ending the video. Y/N allowed her body to relax from spasming. Now, Y/N had a mess to clean. She took off her panties and threw them inside her hamper right along with her sheets. She grabbed a new bed set and replaced it on her queen sized bed before heading to the shower. Y/N scrubbed her body down with a sugar scrub after showering before rinsing that off too. Fresh face, wearing nothing but a little t-shirt, Y/N got back into bed. She snuggled into her pillows before yawning. With no plans to sleep, Y/N took to social media again to check in with the challenge. Y/N couldn’t stand a chance. It made her picture almost seem laughable. And then there is the video of her cumming that she sent him. What if he didn’t even look at the DM? Wasn’t surprising seeing as Mr. E-rratic Leader himself specifically mentioned in a Vibe interview that he never answers his DM’s it’s either call his work cell, personal cell, or email him. He felt like DM’s were to messy and communication off of social media if it were to be personal is better but Y/N still tried. She’d been trying since 2016. She opened her Instagram one last time before she went to bed to check things out. The hype over his delicious sex tape still buzzed. All the chicks on her timeline posted videos listening to his music, made him their MCM, wore his merch. After scrolling up and down for almost an hour and liking food posts, her phone vibrated with an Instagram notification in her DM’s Y/N clicked on it to find something she hadn’t expected. Her heart sank to her stomach. Her mouth became dry. Her eyes were wide and unblinking.

E-rratic Leader

-You took this Gangsta Baddie challenge to a whole other level huh?

Y/N had this day planned out many times before. She knew what she would say to him if he finally decided to answer his DM’s from her but she honestly hadn’t expected him to reply...EVER. E-rratic was in her damn DM’s. The superstar rapper. Y/N knows that E-rratic gets a ton of nudes and sexual videos sent to his DM’s so what made him reply to hers specifically? Y/N is probably the only fan he ever responded to. What made her so special tonight when there are thousands and thousands of other bad bitches he could have responded to? She didn’t even show her phat gushy pussy to him. Y/N basically teased his ass and squirted through her panties.

-I know you read my DM. You gonna answer my question?

Y/N typed out something then nervously put her phone face down.

Yes, I wanted to impress you! I’m a huge fan!

-You’ve been sending a nigga DM’s since 2016 LOL. I believe you, ma.

Y/N read that and almost fainted. She couldn’t believe it. Then reality set in. He actually watched the video she sent. Probably scrolled up some more to see all of the sexy half naked images she sent him days, months, and years before. All of that hard work and dedication finally paid off. She squealed loudly into her pillow. Taking a calming breath, Y/N sat up in her bed to type back a response. All she wanted him to do was keep replying to her messages. If he stopped, she would probably cry.

You don’t know this yet but, we’re in a relationship, LOL. You have been my man since 2008 on MySpace. This is so wild that you’re talking to me right now.

He replied in two minutes. Y/N damn near screamed.

-I got a secret girlfriend out there that I don’t know about ?! LLAB damn, ma, I’ve been neglecting you, huh? Daddy fucking up, sweetheart?

“YES! YES THE FUCK YOU ARE!” Y/N said aloud in her room.

Mhm you’ve been fucking around with these hoes while missing a chance with me. I still listen to your Lost Tribe mixtape from 2009 okay! SAUCIN ERIK TRILLOGY is my shit too!!!! LOL. I basically love everything you do.

-DAMN. Lost Tribe?! You still bumping that? I appreciate the love, sweetheart. You’ve been rocking wit me since day one. You could have been my girl if I wasn’t out here doing me, LOL.

At least he’s brutally honest. The only thing Y/N caught from that is when he said she could have been his girl. So, there is a possibility that she could have been his Trap Princess? his Baby Girl? He shouldn’t have said that shit to her. Now, he needs to make that a reality.

Just make me your girl it’s already fate, Erik, LOL

-You prefer Erik or E-rratic? Which one?

I like Erik because I feel like I know you on a personal level when I say it.

-I only asked because you were moaning my name in that video instead of my rap name. Where are you from?

Detroit! I’m surprised you’re even talking to me right now you never answer your DM’s

Y/N wanted him to tell her why now is he answering his DM’s.

-I’m in Chicago right now. I was in bed on Instagram and I kept getting DM notifications, like five back to back from the same chick, you, LOL. So, I recognize the name since you’ve DM’d me before so I was just like fuck it, let me at least read this shit and as soon as I open it I see this video of you fingering your pussy while Backseat Interlude plays in the background on repeat. I’m not gonna lie...that shit got my dick standing up.

Y/N hadn’t expected a long thorough reply but damn, God bless him. He recognized her name from previous DM’s, and his dick was extra hard right now after watching her video. The muscles in Y/N’s abdomen crunched and her thighs squeezed shut.

-What’s your name?

Y/N

-Pretty name. Did you play in your pussy like that when my nudes and sex tape leaked?

Yes

-How many times?

Y/N shivered at the memory.

At least 8

-Damn, 8? You lying to me?

No, I promise I’m not

-That’s a lot of cum ma, LOL

I know, LOL. I couldn’t help myself. I was jealous.

-You shouldn’t be. I’m talking to you in my DM’s. First fan I ever talked to in my DM’s. And you actually know my music. That groupie chick just wanted some dick.

Do you regret fucking her?

-Nah.

Why?

-Because she was a freaky bitch with some good wet pussy. I never regret shit like that.

Y/N covered her face with her pillow. She knew he would say that. E-rratic likes his girls extra freaky. He also likes turning shy girls into freaks too.

-Are you mad, ma?

No, I’m not

-Cool, cuz I like talking to you. What did you like about my sex tape?

Everything

-Nope. I want you to tell me what you liked.

How rough you were when you fucked her.

-You remember the way I shut that bitch up?

Yes.

-How did I do it then?

You put your hand over her mouth and told her to shut the fuck up.

-So...that’s how you want it too?

Yes Daddy

-I pull hair and wrap my hand around bitches necks. You want Daddy to do you like that?

Yes, I do.

-If you want all of that you gotta DM me that pussy. I know she pretty.

Y/N was losing her damn mind. E-rratic wanted to see her pretty pussy. Her celebrity crush. This situation was like something she’d dreamt up. Y/N had plenty of nights where she used her spit covered fingers to rub her clit and fuck herself silly when she thought about E-rratic or even listened to his music. That pretty pussy of hers glimmered with her candied juices. Y/N sat up on her elbows, legs wide and resilient, bringing her phone to her pussy to capture a video. While she was doing this her phone buzzed a few times, probably messages from an impatient E-rratic who could be sleeping but instead he was up entertaining Y/N. His biggest fan. She made sure her flash was on since it was dim lighting in her room. Y/N spread her pussy lips with her purple nails, making sure to capture her big clit that she was proud to have along with her fleshy and drenched labia. She rubbed her clit a little bit to spread her syrup around before bringing her fingers to her mouth to suck on. Her asshole was even in the video too. Her juices seeped down to her asshole, making it glisten. Y/N sends the video off and prepared herself for his reaction. She nibbled on her fingers, eyes staring down at her phone with fear. She hoped that he would love it.

E-rratic Leader

-Don’t act shy now

-Where is that pussy?

-DAMN!! I NEED TO BE LICKIN’ AND SUCKIN’ ON THAT PUSSY RIGHT NOW MMM!

Y/N squealed. Her hands came up to cover her face while her pussy literally jumped between her legs. E-rratic wanted her pussy in his mouth and he wrote it in all caps. He was thrilled to see what Y/N was working with.

OMG. I can’t believe you just said that to me! you really like it? Oh my gosh this is not happening right now

-They say a way to a woman's heart is through her clit is that what I gotta do, ma? Suck your soul through your clit? Make that pussy pulse like a heartbeat? What do I gotta do, ma? Damn that shit is beautiful. I bet that motherfucker take a lot of cum. Shit, girl

He was begging her. Y/N imagined him licking his phone and stroking his dick. Probably also cursing and grunting because she was in Detroit while he’s in Chicago.

Please omg I need this badly! Please Daddy! I’m your biggest fan!

-Dayum sexy. That clit looking juicy and sweet. I want your little ass.

Oh my God! Erik thank you! I’m so happy that you like my pussy, baby

-Shit. You know what I like.

-You’re welcome cutie pie

-I love women with phat clits. I wanna suck it, lick it, and drive you crazy. I’m not stopping until I’m satisfied you bust in my mouth good enough.

ohhhhhh but I need this right now.

-Wish I was eating that motherfucker right now. Kiss that shit as soon as I see you.

Just lick me now! Come to Detroit. If you plan on sucking my clit like that we need to get a little more acquainted, LOL

-Baby girl, I will have you screaming every night.

-Work that clit with Daddy’s tongue then suck and pull it in my mouth. Put my tongue deep in your pussy too.

“FUCK,” Y/N kissed her teeth. Her hands were back between her legs again. She didn’t hold back with putting three fingers in her pussy to stroke. If only E-rratic was there to watch her finger-fuck her pussy.

-You have a cute ass moan too. I just wanna make you cry and squirt. Want me to kiss that pretty girl goodnight?

-You better fucking answer me. I thought you were my biggest fan, baby girl?

Daddy, please. I can’t stop touching myself because of you.

-Damn, ma, I really wanna dick you down right now. Why you gotta be in Detroit?

I’m so sorry Daddy. My pussy is wet and hungry for your dick

Y/N’s sexual appetite for this man was insatiable.

-I’ll be in Detroit in about a month. I really don’t know if I can wait that long. You really have my dick hard as fuck over here. I should have just ignored your fine ass but here I am with my dick in my hand stroking it to your pussy.

Daddy, I need that big dick. Erik, your dick is so big. I can’t stop staring at your nudes. It's so long and phat Daddy.

-Thank you, ma. I hope you’re this freaky in person when I come to your city.

I’m Daddy’s nasty girl, don’t worry

-How should I fuck you when I see you? Hm? Or should I make your fine ass fuck me instead?

So many options. Y/N would be honored to fuck E-rratic and be the girl responsible for making that dick cum. She would work up a sweat for him. She isn’t scared, Y/N will take that big dick in her pussy for however long it needed to be. She will make E-rratic remember her damn name even if they never end up being together.

-I love it when a woman can get up on top of my dick and just long-stroke herself no matter how big my shit is. I like it when I can just stand behind her with a hard dick and she just fuck herself with it while she arched on the bed. Standing still and providing a pole for her to work with. That creamy ass pussy. I need it in my life.

- Your pussy cream a lot too so I know it’s gonna be a mess for you to clean up with that mouth. Look at all that squirting you did in that video. I’m gonna make you sit on my face when you’re done creaming all on my dick like that hmmmm. As long as I’m in Detroit I’m taking that puss whenever I want it.

I’ll give you whatever you want Daddy. Whatever you want. Just fuck me.

Y/N brought her creamy fingers up to rub her clit with. She was aching for him.

Daddy please fuck me when you come here I want to be your good little bitch. You can fuck all my holes Daddy. I’ll let you have me any way you want.

-All your holes huh? You must really love me to want my dick in your mouth, pussy, and ass. If I put this big dick in your ass you will never forget trust me when I say that, ma. Better not flinch either. Take every inch of this dick baby.

-I gotta feed that pussy this dick nice and slow at first cuz you haven’t had dick like mine. Feel every inch slide inside you. Got my blood hot and I can’t even touch you and fuck you.

“Mmmmhhh,” Y/N moaned out pleasantly while cumming. Her pussy twitched around nothing because it was starving for his huge dick.

Please Daddy? pretty please? You have a big phat dick. Such a big dick for me Daddy. I’ll be a very good girl and take all of it. I won’t disappoint you Daddy I promise. I promise I just need it so bad. I want you to fuck my throat.

-I need to stop talking to you SMMFH.

-Daddy would love to FUCK your throat. You don’t even have to ask baby girl. Daddy gon’ do it anyway. I absolutely love a nasty bitch like you. Wrap those sweet hungry lips around this dick.

-I’m laying in bed with my nut all over my stomach and chest. All of this because of you.

Wish I could come lick it up for you and then turn around with my ass in your face and sit on your dick. I’ll be your number one fan, Daddy. You’ll see.

-Good Girl. Always be a good girl for Daddy. You’re only role is to give up that pussy when Daddy tells you to, okay?

Yes Daddy

-If not you’ll just get pinned down and stuffed like a little fucking slut. Only good girls get rewarded, ma. It’s not like you’re getting a choice bitch.

I’m a good girl, I always take it like a good girl. Every single time big Daddy. Always Daddy.

You didn’t stop messaging me! I’m so happy! You must really like talking to me Erik

-I do like talking to you. You made the rest of my night because I put in mad hours at the studio for this feature I’m supposed to be doing with Drake. I’m hella exhausted.

Well maybe you should get some sleep handsome. You have a big show tomorrow and you don’t want to disappoint your fans.

-Yeah never that. I put on everywhere I go. I can’t wait to put on for your city so I can see you.

You always do every time you come! A month is too long for me.

-I got Ohio next then Philly then Michigan. I’m taking a break to record a little bit after Chicago.

Ugh! Okay LOL I’m worried you’ll forget about your biggest fan.

-I promise, ma, I won’t. I enjoyed this a little too much for me to forget about you. How about I hit you up on video chat after my show?

REALLY?! I would love that! Please don’t forget.

-I won’t LOL. I got you, ma. Stay beautiful and wet for Daddy, okay? I wanna see more of that pussy when I hit you up.

Okay Daddy

-Aight, love. Good night

Good night Erik.

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Koffsirrup by DJ Kang Jackson ( JayZ and Beyonce diss track) lyrics Koffsirrup by Kang Jackson (jayz and beyonce dis track) lyrics. Faggot Jayz & Beyonce. We don't work together nigga... Koffsirrup lyrics Intro: Shadow government, Yo this the real Kang Jackson coming with a freestyle, wrote this song when the gov came, set me up, frame me, went to jail but I'm out of jail now and I don't work for the Government. Fuck the LGBT community, 44 both male lady.... congress pass a bill, senate pass a bill, shadow government, federal surveillance Dem pass a death plot on capital hill, government lie through the bank and them steal, pass through the president with the stamp and seal, government stole my money out the bank a couple mill, rather see me dead crazy mentally ill, music hit harder than shaquielle O'neal, government stole my millions out the bank this is real, politician heard the music and he just kneeled, Haggai records gave them something you can feel, FBI, CIA, & capital hill, tried to give me 15 years, but I filed the appeal, lethal injection i want my last meal. chorus: congress pass a bill, senate pass a bill, shadow government federal surveillance, verse 2: give me back my money you know this is real, we don't work together rather see me killed, cos I told the truth president lied he want me killed, virtual live reality movie is real, dem pass a death plot on capitol hill, passed through the senate like a windmill, lyrics to raw and you know i'm fucking trill, shoot at the pigs put his ass on the grill, fire pon bullets give him something he can feel, going to jamaica on the beach in Negril, government know these lyrics is real. Oh yes, I'm not confused all up in my life i'm always on the news, that's why you giving me the blues, cause I refused to be your fucking food, so dem a come make me confused, fuck your gay shit! and your front page news, fuck your rainbow flag I'm telling you the truth, and the LGBT go to HELL TOO. Go tell JAYBO I'm not confused. Old cotton balls tune in to this station, come play this song across the nation, Oh yes this the real Kang Jackson, shadow government tried to kill my baby, that's why they don't want me to have a lady, old ugly dumb ass must be crazy, dem got caught stealing my money, one man against the whole army, I'm still here and yes I'm still happy, one man against the whole navy, and no, no, no, I'm not lonely, with GOD by my side you couldn't harm me, now run go tell the real story, espionage is the real real story, go tell em its all about the money, and no I'm crazy, espionage is the cover up to slavery, espionage is the cover up to mentally, espionage is the government slavery, go tell em its all about the money, dem a target all the black family, include this in your US history, male lady can't have no baby, I don't give a fuck about the gay community, I only love the pretty young lady's. War against faggot will never stop, that's how Kang reach pon top, then the Government can seized all we got, illegally stole my family and started a RIOT.... Lyrics to Koffsirrup written by Kang Jackson

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blackmusicreview-142-fan-blog · 5 years

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D.A.M.N By Kendrick Lamar, An Album Review.

Kendrick Lamar, currently 31 years old was born in Compton, California, where his parents had migrated in order to escape the gang scene in Chicago at the time. Lamar’s father had been associated with a notorious chicago gang the “The Gangster Disciples” and despite their best efforts to leave the gang scene behind, Kendrick became heavily influenced by the 1980s West Coast crack trade. This heavily increased gang violence while Kendrick was growing up in Compton, however as an astute observer of gang behavior Kendrick used it as inspiration for his rap music instead of becoming involved himself. While in highschool, Kendrick excelled in writing, and eventually translated that love into focusing on a rap career, under the pseudonym K-Dot. In 2003, Kendrick released his first mix tape Youngest Head Nigga In charge at the age of 16. This mixtape attracted the attention of many young west coast rappers at the time, Jay Rock, Ab-Soul and Schoolboy Q. Lamar, and his efforts led to signing with Top Dawg Entertainment. Top Dawg Entertainment was notorious for acting as a stepping stone, or so called “feeder to major labels” and with the release of his 4th mixtape, under his own name, Dr. Dre signed him to Aftermath Entertainment. Kendrick’s debut album good kid, m.A.A.d city gained much recognition for its thought provoking lyrics and his ability to address the struggles of black gang culture. This continued to be the highlighted focus of Kendrick's music years later with his release of D.A.M.N. Much like Duke Ellington made history as the first black jazz artist to be recognized for music outside of classical with a pulitzer prize in 1965, This album was the first ever hip hop album to win a pulitzer prize. Furthermore, Kendrick was the first black artist to win under a genre that was not classical or jazz.

Kendrick Lamar’s album D.A.M.N. particularly addresses the stereotypes associated with the “gangster rapper”. A title which Kendrick is closely associated with, having grown up in the midst of gang violence in compton, and a title which he self identifies with as well. However, instead of perpetuating the violent, vulgar, aggressive, image of the gangster rapper, Kendrick illuminates the effects this stereotype has on black male culture. He does so mostly, by responding with the matter of police brutality that is spurred on by the stereotype of the violent black male. His most popular song off of D.A.M.N. , DNA is the second track on the album, and a powerful introduction. This song acts as a frame for the content of this album, leaving the listener with a clear sense that as a whole, this album will not shy away from political, racial, and controversial topics. Rather, push them, in a “in your face” kind of way.

“I know murder, conviction

Burners, boosters, burglars, ballers, dead, redemption

Scholars, fathers dead with kids

And I wish I was fed forgiveness

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, soldier’s DNA”

Kendrick is quick to illuminate the effects of being black, although not going into detail or analysis, which he saves for later songs. Musically, this song was meant to be attention grabbing. It has an intense hard hitting repetitive beat and heavy bass that is not easily tuned out. Paired with kendricks fast paced non stop rapping, DNA cannot be ignored and would be most appreciated by the listener when the listener is in the mood for something “loud”. Strategically, this song grabs the attention of the listener and hypes them up for the rest of the album which in comparison is not as musically and lyrically dense, allowing the listener to gently come down from the intensity of DNA.

Kendrick explicitly discusses the effects of stereotypes of the “violent black male” in the songs “FEAR” and “XXX (feat. U2)”. The song “FEAR” is backboned by slow repetitive bass driven beat accompanied by electric guitar and female and male singers trilling in the background. In the forefront of the song is Kendricks rapping in a relaxed almost lazy mouthed manner contrary his rapping in DNA. The theme of this song is addressing the many ways a black man may die. Most of which are everyday mundane tasks, all of which black males have to do whilst being hyper aware. In the fifth verse Kendrick mentions death from “witnesses leavin’ me falsely accused” and “I’ll prolly die from one of these bats and blue badges Body slammed on black and white paint, my bones snapping” explicitly highlighting police brutality as one of the common ways in which black males are targeted. And again in “XXX (feat. U2)” Kendrick talks about how black men are “set up” to take the faults of white men and conservative news stations help to frame those black men. This is demonstrating how mainstream media and American culture as a whole buy into the violent stereotyping of black males and help perpetuate the image and message. It has become so ingrained in our culture to do so, partly because the narrative is pushed on our society over and over again by people we trust to report the “truth”.

D.A.M.N. is an album that came out in a time of political and racial tension with the presidency of Trump and the reemergence of white supremesists and the KKK. This timing further highlights the importance of this albums content as it illuminates the effects of the stereotype of the “black violent male” that is believed to be “truth” by those in favor of racial cleansing and racism in general. Although this album spoke truth to those who are marginalized, musically this album was commercially accessible and very consistent with the style of rap that is currently popular. That is to say that rap can remain conscious whilst still being marketable, both of which were perfectly embodied in Kendrick Lamar’s album D.A.M.N.

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