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thatztyv · 4 months

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Open Thoughts

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- Cench and Tiana do an interview with Funny Marco

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Tɪᴀɴᴀ Gʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ

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"We already rolling?", Marco said looking at the producer. "Oh we going.."

"So how we start the interview off? Is there an intro?", Cench asked as we looked over at Marco.

"What? We already going", Marco said looking over at us.

Me and Cench looked at each other confused.

"You don't introduce us first or nothing. No, I'm Funny Marco and this is-", I said looking over at Marco.

"No we already going", he said and looked away.

I did an awkward smile and looked at the camera.

It got dead silent and Cench looked at me.

"Marco-", I started.

"It's your boy Marco and this is", he said and pointed at us.

We just looked at him.

"And this is", he said and pointed at us again.

"I thought you wasn't-", Cench started.

"No, y'all supposed to say y'all names", he said lowly as he looked over at us. "Imma start over."

He looked at the camera. "I'm Funny Marco and this is."

"Cench", Cench said still looking at him.

"Tiana", I said looking between Marco and the camera.

"Nah. We gotta get more energy."

I sat up in my seat. "Well we gone feed off you."

"Ight. Yo it's ya boy", he started before coughing.

Cench side eyed him before looking at me.

"My bad. It's your boy Marco and I'm here with", he said and pointed at us.

"Cench", Cench said more energeticly.

"And Tiana", I said and looked at the camera smiling.

"Did y'all use to steal bikes back in the day or what?", Marco asked.

"Did we use to steal?", I said tilting my head.

"Bikes", Marco said.

"Bikes?", Cench asked.

"Bikes", Marco said.

"Bikes?". I asked.

"Mmhm", Marco hummed.

"Nah, I had a bike", I said.

"I had three."

"So what did y'all use to steal when y'all was younger?"

"Candy", I simply said.

"So you a thief", Marco said.

"Not really it was one time."

"Once a thief always a thief, right?", Marco said.

"That's what they say", I said and shrugged my shoulders.

"So what are you?", he asked with a slight smirk.

"You tryna say I'm a thief?"

"I mean you stole before. Don't that- what make you a thief?... I stole too now that we talking about it."

"What'd you steal?", I asked.

"I stole a book", he said and looked at me.

"Oh that's good- well you know."

"How to get a job. But they took the book. They caught me."

"But you ended up getting a job so-"

"No they took the book."

It got quiet and I just looked at him.

"I feel like if somebody fart around you they flirting", Marco said randomly.

I looked at Cench and he looked at me. I started laughing, cause what.

"What?", I asked and we looked at Marco.

"Cause they comfortable with you."

I just fixed my posture in my seat and shook my head.

"Marco where you get that suit from?", Cench asked.

"Steve Harvey gave it to me", he said fixing his mic.

"Why is it so big?", I said raising my brow.

"Somebody said I looked like a public defender", Marco said.

"A public defender. Who you defending? A roach?", I chuckled.

"I would be yours", Marco said.

"Hel- who's?", I said tilting my head.

"Would you let me be your public defender?", he asked looking at Oakley.

"Fuck no", Cench chuckled.

"Oh", Marco said and looked away.

"Defend me? I'm going to jail fucking with you", Cench said.

"Nah because it's about-", Marco started.

"Soon as you walk in we fucked up. We're fucked."

"You really think so", he said and stood up fixing his suit.

When I tell you I almost busted out laughing. "Ian even see how long the coat was. That shit look crazy as hell."

"Alright let's play it out", he said as he sat back down and fixing the mic pack in his coat pocket. "Sorry y'all I'm late."

"What you mean play it out? I'm going to jail soon as you walk in", Cench said moving to the edge of his seat.

"Your honor. Listen I'm here to defend Cench", he started as he looked at the camera. "And.."

"I'll say your honor no he's not", Cench said.

Marco smacked his lips, sitting back in his seat. "Ah see you fucked it up already."

"Bro I'll defend myself before I-", Cench started looking over at him.

"No you won't", Marco said and looked at him.

"Yes the hell I will."

"We already in front of the judge", he said and motioned to the camera. "So we here with- so the fact that he's here for a speeding-"

"Where- your honor", Cench said and looked at the camera then pointed at Marco.

"No. The fact that he's here for a speeding ticket. We understand that he lied and said-"

"It's for a speeding ticket?! Hell yeah I'm definitely defending myself. You want- you defending me for a speeding ticket?", Cench said then sat back in his seat. "Yeah they can take me."

"Who?", Marco asked looking at him.

"Them people."

It got quiet again.

"Cench how do you feel when people call you the British T.I.", Marco asked and we looked at him before we started laughing.

He just looked at us with a straight face. "Do it piss you off?"

We just continued laughing.

"Alright we probably gone end it now. I think I-"

"Wait. Wait", Cench said as he was trying to stop laughing. "Who said that?"

"That's like yo- that's-"

Cench chuckled.

"That's the rumor they got bout you."

"British T.I.", I said and we laughed harder.

"I'm saying- I'm just- You don't care about the T.I. statement?"

"It was funny cause I know nobody said that", Cench said.

.☆.

"Do y'all know why", Marco started as he stared at the floor. "People don't like to..."

We just looked at him confused.

"Let them know w-why they at the door", he said, looking up at us.

"What the fuck? What- What just happened man?", I said.

"I'm-"

"Did you have a stroke?", Cench asked.

Marco looked away and at the ground again.

"Do y'all know. Why. People. Don't. Let the-", Cench said playfully mocking him.

"So basically when people knock at the door and they be like who is it and they be like it's me, just open the door. Why don't people wanna say who they are?", Marco said looking at us again.

I looked at the cameras and threw my hands up in defeat.

"Be real just tell me y'all honest opinion."

Cench sighed and put his face in his hands. "Because it's a surprise Marco."

"Oh", he simply replied, looking back at the floor then back at us. "You like surprises?"

"Yes", Cench simply stated.

Marco just hummed. "Y'all having a good time?"

I looked at him and chuckled. "I'm having the time of my life Marco."

He hummed before smiling a little.

"So I got movies lines for y'all from a movie I'm working on. We gone act it out", Marco said and gave me and Cench a paper. "I'm Marco. Tiana you Tiana. And Cench you Cench."

"And here I was thinking I was Marco", I said sarcastically as I read over the paper.

"Imma set the setting. We about to break and somebody house and I'm tryna back out. Just let me know when y'all wanna start", he said stumbling over his words.

"Let's start", Cench sighed.

"I'm nervous man I got the B.G.s", Marco said.

"What's the B.G.s?", I asked

"The bubble guts! I'm nervous, and I'm about to shit on myself."

"Keep a ti- woah keep a tight what?", Cench said looking up from his paper.

"Keep a tight ass", Marco read off the paper. "Say it."

Cench looked at him then back at his paper. "Try to hold it in or something."

"Shut up!", Marco huffed.

"That sound like butterflies to me", I chuckled.

"I'll butterflies yo ass. I'm about to go home", Marco said.

"Look. Look. If we don't go do this. You ain't gone have no home to go to. Marco bitch-", I said and laughed. "This is Next Friday word for word. Ice Cube gone sue you."

"No it's not. I wrote this myself. Come let's start over", he said crinkling his paper. "I'm nervous man I got the-"

"Marco get these papers back", I said grabbing Oakleys paper and handing him our papers back.

"We just gone vibe now. This the part where we vibe", Marco said.

I looked at him then at Cench then back at Marco.

"We vibe out just look cool", he said and propped his head up on his hand. "Vibe check, vibe check y'all. This the part where we vibing. I'm siting here with Cench and Tiana. And we about to vibe. We gone add slow music and just vibe."

Me and Cench looked at each other. We was lost as hell.

I looked at Marco, he was just staring at the floor. I looked away and supressed a laugh.

"You don't want to play the slow music before so we could hear what it sound like. So we can match the energy to the slow music", Cench said.

"No we gone add it on the video", Marco said and looked at him.

"Yeah but I don't know-", Cench started before Marco cut him off.

"Come on we vibing. Come on man. Like chill out."

Cench just nodded his head. He is so over it.

We sat in silence for bout a minute.

"Ah man thank y'all for watching the vibe check. We back again here with me Funny Marco and Cench and Tiana. Let's give them a round of applause."

Marco started clapping and everyone on set joined.

I tried my best not to laugh. I just looked down at my shoes.

"Ight", he said cutting off the clapping. "The fact we just went through the vibe check how y'all feeling?"

I squinted my eyes at him questionably. "A lil confused."

"Ah round of applause", he said and they started clapping again.

Then they stopped.

"How long have you been confused?"

"Uh probably-", I started.

"Give it up for the uh", Marco said and they started clapping... again.

This is the most confused and lost I've ever been on an interview. They stopped clapping and it got quiet.

"I miss my grandma", he randomly said.

I tried my best not to laugh but failed.

"I'm sorry. That's fucked up of me", I said trying to stop laughing.

He looked at me then at the ground.

"My bad Marco", I said and wiped my eyes. "I miss my grandma too."

"Yeah she in jail", he said.

"Oh", I said and crossed my arms.

"So Tiana what makes you so good at kickball?"

I looked at him questionably.

"I never said I was good at kickball."

"At recess... they said you was the number one pitcher."

I just sighed and sat back in my seat, covering my face.

"You know sometimes I just be thinking like damn we thinking."

We looked at him.

"What you said?", Cench asked.

"Sometimes I just be thinking damn we thinking", he repeated. "Whats something that you feel like you just think about?"

"Family-"

"Speaking of that where have you worked at as a kid?", Marco asked.

Cench looked at him like he was stupid. "What the fuck- What about family made you think about where I worked at?.. The only job I've ever had was at Foot Patrol."

"What made you change on em?"

"Change on em?"

"Mmhm."

"Nah I just quit."

"Like why you leave em?"

"I started rapping."

"So you left yo job for rapping?"

"I mean yeah."

"You couldn't rap and sell shoes?"

"I probably could have but I wouldn't risk it."

"What's the worst interview y'all been on?", Marco asked.

"This one", we both replied.

"Oh", he said and looked at the ground.

"You a bad person Marco", I chuckled.

"Ian done nothing wrong", he said and shrugged his shoulders.

"Breakfast club ain't do me like this", Cench said.

"But it wasn't a club. It was only four of y'all", Marco said.

"That's still a club", I said. "That could be a club."

"No it's not."

"Yes it is", I said.

"That's a pack."

It got quiet again and we just stared at him before sighing.

"When you get donuts how many come in there?"

"Twelve", I replied.

"Four", he said and flashed four fingers.

"Where? Where do you get a four pack of donuts from?", Cench asked with his brow raised.

Marco looked up and around at the crew. "Where do you get a four pack of donuts from?"

"Publix", some dude said.

"Yeah", Marco hummed. "Two is a duo. Three is a trio. What does four and five make?"

"Four makes a pack of donuts according to you", I chuckled.

Marco just looked at me before looking at the paper in his hand.

.☆.

"Alright I enjoyed my time. Did y'all?"

"Yeah", Cench hummed.

"Definitely", I said.

"Y'all ready to go?"

"I'm kinda hungry so yeah", I said.

"Alright shit. Let's get back into the interview. Alright we gone get- y'all got the questions", Marco said and looked at the crew.

Me and Cench looked at each other.

"Didn't we just", Cench started.

"Y'all ready to start the real one?", Marco asked.

"The real what? We just did a whole interview", I said.

"That was the rehearsal", he said before turning back to the crew and sitting on the edge of his seat. "Y'all got the questions?"

"The rehearsal?", me and Cench said.

"Yeah, I was just warming y'all up. What did you think- we was-"

"I hope you joking", I sighed.

"You already got it Devin?", he asked one of the crew members.

He walked over and handed him a paper.

"Alright so let's get into it. Is you rolling the camera?", he said and looked towards the crew.

"Yeah I just hit record on em", somebody said.

"You can stop that camera", Marco said and pointed to the one in the middle.

"All four cameras?", Cench asked.

"Nah he can stop that one. We good", he said pointing at the camera again. "Alright. What it do y'all? It's ya boy Funny Marco with-"

He pointed over to us.

"Tiana", I said slowly.

"Cench.. Marco we did all this already", Cench said and looked at him confused.

"The cameras wasn't recording", somebody said.

"They wasn't what? Ion think I heard you right", I said sitting up in my seat with a chuckle.

"It's only thirty minutes", Marco said.

We just looked at him.

"I'm fucking with y'all", Marco said and finally laughed for once the whole interview.

"I was about to say", I chuckled.

"I enjoyed y'all today", Marco said.

"Thanks for having us Marco", Cench chuckled.

#wattpad #central cee #central cee x reader #central cee x black reader #ukrapper #uk rapper #uk rap #oakley caeser su #funny marco

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party-in-the-front · 8 months

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Another Pete and Bas screenshot study

#illustration #artists on tumblr #partyinthefront #pete and bas #peteandbas #uk drill #uk rap #ukrapper #rappers #rap music #sketch #drawing #study #digital painting #digital art

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f4iry-dvst · 6 months

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Pity Party

a/n: first time uploading one of my cench fics feeling nervous - let me know if you want a smut for pt2!

pairing: central cee x fem!oc

summary: after a celebratory dinner takes a wrong turn, Michaela makes sure Oakley gets all he deserves

cw: light mention of neglect

"Soooo, big two four next week Cench! What ya up to for tha then lad?"

Oakley smiled weakly before taking a hold of his glass and taking a long swig of the tropical cocktail. He was out for dinner with a few work associates, his girlfriend Michaela, Marvin and Harrison celebrating the plaques he'd received recently for his music in a posh little bar & grill in the city - he didn't want to be here though. Being grilled with questions from his associates as if he were a ribeye steak wasn't exactly his ideal evening, nor was being out surrounded by so many people. The man never really was a social butterfly and he struggled a lot at events like this even now after his rise to fame. In the middle of dinner, he'd grabbed Michaela's hand under the table as his nerves grew exponentially and his patience was wearing thin; he'd considered just leaving far too many times already but Kayla had forced him to stay to be polite.

"Not a party?"

Marvin's eyes flicked up at the question already knowing where this was headed having heard the story far too many times from a drunk, blabbering mouth, through clouds of smoke. He thought about shutting it down, but it sounded too suspicious for him - he simply couldn't do much at all. The man could see Oakley visibly panic across the table and nervously take another gulp of his drink, which he said he didn't even like the taste of originally, but he seemed to have changed his mind about that one. This truly was a recipe for disaster.

"No I erm, never had one so is just not the forefront of my mind to be fair"

Oakley and Marvin's eyes both cautiously scanned around the table, seeing all the shocked and even pitiful expressions emerge in reaction. Marvin felt bad, really bad. Not because he'd never had a birthday party before, he'd pitied him for that already so long ago. But because he knew the man was about to receive a hounding. Lacey, the woman who helped design a lot of his merchandise, was sat beside Marvin and probably the one with the worst reaction of all. She almost grimaced, obviously assuming it was due to growing up dirt poor or something which well, wasn't untrue. Just not the reason Oakley had confessed to before. He'd finished his drink by now too, so he couldn't drown his anxiety in a disgusting mango concoction made with cheap rum anymore and he regretted gulping it all down so quickly.

"Erm, my parents were erm never really uno, around like tha so like, birthdays didn't get thought about"

His face resembled that of a hurt puppy by the end of his response, tears visibly welling up in his eyes and his nose dusted with pink. People around the table began to relax themselves promptly after seeing Oakley's reaction to their badgering. Michaela had begun to gently caress the back of his hand with her thumb in an attempt to soothe him even the slightest bit but she didn't get very far. Anxiety flowing through his veins meant his arms and hands were all tensing unrelentingly leaving the veins beneath his skin to show far more than they really should. She could feel the slight tremor in his frame as she shifted a little closer to his side to subtly comfort the man and the tenseness of his entire body. His knee was bouncing rapidly under the table and he was glad it wasn't visible to his company.

"Oh you poor thing"

Celaine, a lady who helped design his music covers, was the first to speak up again and she regretted even considering the comment as soon as she did. Oakley abruptly pushed his seat out causing a horrible scratching noise to echo and made a beeline for the toilets. He couldn't breathe at that table, it felt like everyone was crowding around him when actually no one had moved an inch. Michaela jumped up quickly following after her boyfriend filled with anger for the others and sadness for him. It was rare that he ever acted like this with other people, but they were evidently pushing his buttons and he couldn't take it any longer.

"Sweetheart..."

The girl had walked straight into the men's where she knew she'd find him, quickly realising how disgusting these toilets were for such a high-end place and decidedly took no notice; she had better things to do than grimace at tissue paper stuck to the mirrors and piss on the floor. A sniffle echoed in the empty bathroom and Kayla's heart ripped into a million shreds at the sound as she wrapped her arms around his small frame and pulled him into her chest tightly. She couldn't even begin to express how sad she felt for him in this moment, and how much she hated his team for pressing so much. Over the months of working with them, the couple had grown to love Celaine, Lacey and all the others but all of it had soon been diminished because they couldn't just keep their traps shut.

"We don't have to do anything love, or think about your past okay?"

The man nodded, still tucked firmly into his girlfriend and practically clinging onto her shoulders for dear life.

And so when Oakley's birthday eventually did roll around, Michaela had planned not a single thing. Of course, she'd planned gifts and what to eat but she did that most days so it was nothing out of the ordinary. The man had finally indulged in a lie-in for the first time this year - he hadn't the time what with all the work and travelling he'd been doing - so he was snoring way into the afternoon and eventually rose around 3 pm to the smell of hot chocolates and something else sweet. It was far too warm in his room, and even the house, so he had decided against putting last night's t-shirt back on and promptly followed the sugary aromas drifting upstairs to the kitchen where he found Michaela.

"I was just about to come wake you"

On the counter were stacks of syrup-smothered pancakes and waffles with mugs of hot chocolate and a big bowl of sliced fruit ready for his birthday breakfast, tho it was more tea than breakfast. Michaela was beaming at him showing a big toothy grin and he was sure he was reciprocating it, but he couldn't tell. He stood in amazement for a few seconds scanning over the sweet treats and then his girlfriend's face before pulling her into his arms. He kissed her on the cheek and thanked her about a million times before eventually giving her a long kiss on the lips.

"You've smudged my lippie now you dickhead"

"No calling the birthday boy names my love"

The couple fell into fits of laughter still holding onto each other like it was the last time they were to touch before they realised the breakfast would probably go cold soon and took it all to the living room. It was rare they ever ate in there because Oakley was very strict about the tidiness of the house but today was an exception of course. Michaela already had the tv set on Disney Plus ready for Oakley to come down and watch his favourite kids' movie: Lady & The Tramp. He sat and ate his birthday breakfast gleefully, focused intently on the movie playing on the tv with a goofy smile on his face the entire time. The girl could've sworn she'd never seen him so happy in his life, which would most definitely be an overstatement, but he did look happy as hell and she couldn't take her eyes off of him. That light that filled his face when he was just so freely happy was addicting and she would drink it up all day and all night if she could - it was just so beautiful. The dimples beside his lips, the wrinkles under his eyes and the way his cheeks puffed up - he was a sight for sore eyes if she did say so herself. When Oakley had finished most of his pancakes and strawberries he'd put his plate to the side and curled up against Kayla's side, his knees pulled to his chest and his head on her shoulder. Michaela didn't think he could get any cuter than this. The way he was showing so much affection, physically too, really blossomed something in the girl's heart and her stomach was doing somersaults because it meant he'd put his full trust in her and that he felt safe. It was okay to show the vulnerable side he was so ashamed of before with her because he felt respected and loved. He tended not to show too many of his emotions, if any, and especially not when it came to occasions like his birthday - it was a big topic that took him a long time to open up about. So for Michaela to see him like this knowing how much he struggled to open up and be comfortable around people she felt extra special.

"I love you, uno"

It was merely a mumble, because he seemed to be nodding off despite only waking up about an hour before; she put it down to the heat and the fact they were sitting so cosily. He'd most definitely said it though, Kayla had felt his warm breath brush against her neck as he spoke and the way his jaw moved against her shoulder.

"I love you too sweetheart"

He'd tried to tuck in on his girlfriend more but it was actually impossible unless he wanted to climb inside her skin which she was sure he would if he could, so he simply tucked his head as tightly into the crook of her neck as he could and fell asleep with her hand brushing through the curls upon his head. Now he was living the dream.

Best birthday ever.

#central cee #central cee fanfiction #central cee oneshot #central cee imagine #uk rap #uk rapper

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xxgloss93 · 7 months

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Cench

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fangomusic · 9 months

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Lady Rappers!

Kelis, Little Simz, Tierra Whack, M.I.A., Janelle Monáe, MC Lyte, Lauryn Hill, Lady Sovereign, and Missy Elliott.

#musiclover #my music #uk #hip hop #rap #rapper #lovely ladies #kelis #little simz #tierra whack #janelle monáe #mc lyte #lauryn hill #lady sovereign #missy elliott #music icons #random icons #black and white photograph

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yxngspider · 10 months

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🇬🇧

#destroy lonely #topfloorboss #opium label #ken carson #rapper #lonley #playboi carti #opium #soundcloud #rolling loud #london #uk

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gabryelc · 1 year

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Central Cee

⏝ ི ྀ⏝ ི ྀ⏝ ི ྀ⏝ ི ྀ⏝

#rap #rapper #trapper #trap #central cee #central cee icons #central cee icons tumbler #Inglaterra #reini Unido #drill #doja #Uk drill #uk #🇬🇧

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possible-streetwear · 6 months

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M.I.A

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youngcench · 11 months

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#central cee #rapper #santan dave #uk drill #picture #cench #2023 #Sprinter #Mercedes

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ctrlgrlblog · 6 months

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𝐈𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐬.

Ice Spice tries to play this mysterious game with her persona, It's like playing tug-of-war with your personality in a way with people that want to know more about you but instead she's the only one yanking the rope. Ice spice became huge from TikTok with her drill inspired song "Munch", And you know how TikTok has the power to inspire the billboards and music charts. TikTok became notorious for making 5 seconds of a song sound good but the rest of the 3-4 minute song kinda bland. With her first song blowing up on TikTok she soon became the newest hot topic but not in music or bars but really for her sex appeal. With people blowing her song up and sharing it she started to take off from there and got to do a corny barbie girl drill remix with nicki minaj who rarely gives out collabs with female rappers and only did it with Ice Spice to eat off of the momentum and push that ice spice was getting in the industry. And of course Ice Spice being hispanic and mixed with a light complexion she got all the attention on her because all industries and most of the world is colorist and because she has a fat ass because that's what she had to offer really. She can't rap or sing but she can twerk and look hot.

Ice Spice is really just a TikTok rapper who got out of the Bronx luckily off of her looks and age. Watching her performances are just bland and dry as fuck because she doesn't do any moving around just her usual combo moves of bending over, twerking, touching her ass/boobs, and flicking her dry tongue. Ice Spice does not have any talent or real music that comes from the heart, She's just a cheap industry plant like Cardi B that the music industry have put infront of us to distract us. Her and Cardi B both believe that they were hand plucked from the Bronx and chosen to represent their city out of the masses but really they aren't doing enough for the city they came from. They're really just stealing their originality and personality and raunchy-ness from the Bronx. You would've thought that Ice Spice would've done a song with Cardi B, but instead she did it with Nicki Minaj and the song was just kinda trash because it sounded so rushed and there were no memorable bars or anything that showed that she had some talent.

When Apple Music asked her to describe her music she vaguely described it as a vibe. I couldn't vibe to her song even if it was being played in Walgreens. She then went on to say

"It's for the Baddies that get it, for the confident people, for the people that get money. It's just music to feel good too, to get ready to, to work out to"

I can see the workout aspect of her music but not really the other bs she must've said high on her confusion. Ice Spice went on to release her 6 track debut EP Like...? (Her favorite catchphrase in between bars that she says when because she can't rap and gets confused.) The way Ice Spice raps is equivalent to a 6th grader rapping, She did a really weird song with Taylor Swift called karma that really flopped. because without her regular producer giving her an impromptu drill beat to rap on she sounds kinda like a really big joke. Her and Taylor Swift's song was just really bad timing for them to have a song together, Especially after Matty Healy made a very racist and insensitive joke about her and her looks while he was fucking Taylor Swift and pretending to be a good posh buy when really he is a ciggarette smoking bum with nice hair.

Overall, Ice Spice is an industry plant. A cleaner and kidz bop version of Sexy Redd that kids sing in the car and their parents won't get mad because hey she doesn't rap about sucking dick & hasn't had a sex tape exposed yet so she's safe for now. Ice Spice hasn't released any real music, Just another girl trying to do drill rap and get money off of mediocre music is what the world and the black community see.

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thatztyv · 8 months

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Basketball

Description:

- Just finding a way to pass the time..play a lil basketball

Word Count:

- 472

Kᴏʀᴅᴇɪ Cᴏʀsᴏ

(core-dee-uh core-so)

"Come on we got time to kill", I said getting ready. "My dad taught me how to play growing up. Almost went to the WNBA ."

"What happened?", he chuckled while bouncing the ball.

"Ended up meeting some UK rapper and started running round with him", I said and he stopped bouncing the ball.

"You saying I ruined your career?", he asked, raising his brow.

"I'm playing, I'm playing. I wasn't the best but he tried to teach me, I know a lil some", I said and laughed.

He shook his head before passing me the ball.

"You play too much", he chuckled.

I started dribbling the ball and Cench started guarding me.

"Bae we not playing real basketball. Don't be too rough now", I said.

"All I did was raise my arms."

I tried to run past him but he stole the ball from me, ran down the court and shot it.

I looked at him in disbelief.

"That was unnecessary", I said and playfully rolled my eyes.

"I'm just playing the game baby."

I smacked my lips. "Ready up."

I came and stood in front of him before he passed me the ball.

"Imma dunk, don't steal the ball this time!", I said while dribbling the ball.

He stood up straight and moved out the way. "I won't."

I raised a brow at him before running down the court. Just before I was about to jump I stopped.

"The goal looks higher that I thought", I mumbled.

Cench ran towards me and knocked the ball out my hand.

"Cee", I playfully whined as we ran to get the ball.

"What?", he laughed.

I slide on the ground and grabbed the ball.

"Give me the ball KC", he said standing over me.

"No", I said putting it under my hoodie.

"You're cheating", he said picking me up.

"Cee put me down", I said laughing. "Personal Foul!"

"We not playing real basketball remember. Just give me the ball", he chuckled while tickling me.

"No", I laughed while keeping the ball secure under my hoodie.

...I took my hoodie off and got serious.

"She shoots another three and the crowd goes wild. Corso is on fire tonight", I said acting like a sports broadcaster.

Cench just shook his head.

"Ready?", I asked.

"Mmhm", he hummed getting down.

I passed him the ball.

He went to shoot and I jumped up to block it. He moved out the way, ran to the goal and alley-ooped it in.

"And the crowd goes wild. Cench is on fire tonight", he said mocking me.

"Whatever", I said rolling my eyes as I got the ball. "What's the score?"

"Twenty three to six. Ready up."

"I'm winning right?", I said getting ready.

"Not at all", he laughed, passing me the ball.

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