I didn't know my son can rap
You said you can rap so can you write a rap really quick?
I'm one of the shy ones you talked about earlier sorry hi -waves-
Oh, hi there KitKat, welcome! ☺️
Of course I can rap for you, I'll do something kind of "gutter" because you didn't give me a topic, check this out. Ahem.
It's a bigger price to pay when having money ain't the issue
Phonies love you when you're down
Cause you're on the same level
Give it time and rise up better
Next your homies gon' diss you
See you winning - getting money
Come right back and say they miss you
Wipe my butt with their apologies
I'm running low on tissue
How my freestyle got you upset
If the shots I fired missed you?
You're just desperate for attention
Say you hate me so then tell me
Why you all up in my mentions?
Love to see the haters mad
Love to watch em envy me
Want everything I have
The cash, gold and diamond rings
They'd rather talk about you
'Stead of trying to chase themself a bag
I'd rather air the AK out
You run these bullets playing tag
Beat a em down like a drummer boy
Was never in a band, wait
Gun cocked
I'm shooting shots up in the game
I'm like Stephen Curry in this
Scoring baskets - never aim
And I'm still cutting people off
They're all one in the same
Fakers, the silent haters
That love browsing on my page
See the success, the great
Won't congratulate? Ok
That's wack but I'm good bro
The wave, yeah I been known,
Y'all act up for free
You wanna beef with me
There's a fee h*e
Make you choke on your words
Like you're trying to take a deep throat
I'm balling - no free throw
An alien, I'm Stitch - no Lilo
You're still doing the same crap
You were doing 10 years ago
Believe it, we're different
You need cliques, vanity, attention
I do my best work solo
Never needed no permission
Made some stupid, dumb choices
But I learned from my decisions ~
And just like that, there you go! ☺️ Anyone could do it.
by Kaique Rocha
✧*。Flowers & their charm ✧*。@Cardthartic
Chelsea Wolfe behind the scenes of “The Culling,” photographed by Bill Crisafi
Good heavens!
WHY DO I HAVE A DANCING BIRD IN MY KITCHEN???
You've lost your rugged charm
Your wide presence no longer nourishes me
With even a tingle of warmth.
Your cold breaths
Turn everything around
In a labyrinth of fog.
The long silence of your being
Only howls within the dark hollows
Of my bones.
Amid this long frozen painting
Of our lives
My tireless chase
To seek a mirage of pleasance
Goes on.
15th century Timurid Qur'an copied on Chinese paper from the Ming Dynasty.
Western Pennsylvania by Jason Gambone
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