AppleMusic

Because the only thing I can think of is the act of

expressively missing her! Everyday.

Apple music is one of those Post-Steve Jobs products he would have been Ubber proud of. The interface is a flat, intuitive elegant iOS app which does not clutter how the user navigates back and forth between how your music is organized and displayed. For me, music is a  personal business affair I use as a form of judgemental  map along certain observational “Silk Roads” along the way. There was certainly negative buzz when Apple released the product several months ago. Yet, Tim Cook recently announced publicly, Apple music has over 5million users thus far.  This week was a monumental accomplishment  in terms of professional goals meet and longing to spend some quality time with her. (r). I wanted to share a collection behind “the music that saved my life” as J Cole would say. These lyrics are to be seen within an artistic value system.

 

J.Cole
J.Cole

“First things first rest in peace Uncle Phil
For real, you the only father that I ever knew
I get my bitch pregnant I’ma be a better you
Prophesies that I made way back in the Ville
For Phil, Listen even back when we was broke my team ill
Martin Luther King would have been on Dreamville
Talk to a nigga

One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can’t tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows

Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved

No role models and I’m here right now
No role models to speak of
Searchin’ through my memory, my memory
I couldn’t find one
Last night I was gettin’ my feet rubbed
By the baddest bitch, not Trina, but I swear to God
This bitch will make you call your girl up and tell her “Hey, what’s good?”
“Sorry I’m never comin’ home I’ma stay for good”
Then hang the phone up, and proceed to lay the wood
I came fast like 9-1-1 in white neighborhoods
Ain’t got no shame bout it
She think I’m spoiled and I’m rich cause I can have any bitch
I got defensive and said “Nah, I was the same without it”
But then I thought back, back to a better me
Before I was a B-list celebrity
Before I started callin’ bitches bitches so heavily
Back when you could get a platinum plaque without no melody
You wasn’t sweatin’ me

Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved

Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved

I want a real love, dark skinned and Aunt Viv love
That Jada and that Will love
That leave a toothbrush at your crib love
And you ain’t gotta wonder whether that’s your kid love
Nigga I don’t want no bitch from reality shows
Out of touch with reality hoes
Out in Hollywood bringin’ back 5 or 6 hoes
Fuck em’ then we kick em’ to the door
Nigga you know how it go
She deserved that, she a bird, it’s a bird trap
You think if I didn’t rap she would flirt back
Takin’ off her skirt, let her wear my shirt before she leave
I’ma need my shirt back
Nigga you know how it go

Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved

Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved

There’s an old saying in Tennessee – I know it’s in Texas – probably in Tennessee that says fool me once, shame on – shame on you.
If you fool me we can’t get fooled again

Fool me one time shame on you
Fool me twice, can’t put the blame on you
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
[x2]

My only regret was too young for Lisa Bonet
My only regret was too young for Nia Long
Now all I’m left with is hoes from reality shows
Hand her a script the bitch probably couldn’t read along
My only regret was too young for Sade Adu
My only regret could never take Aaliyah home
Now all I’m left with is hoes up in Greystone
With the stale face cause they know it’s they song
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)

Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her
She don’t wanna be saved”


 

2015-07-31 09.04.30


AppleMusic

“The way I feel sometimes its too hard to sit still
Things are so passionate times are so real
Sometimes I try an chill mellow down blowin smoke
Smile on my face but its really no joke
You feel it in the streets people breathe without hope
They goin through the motion, they dimmin down they focus
The focus gettin clear and the light turn sharp
And the eyes go teary, the mind grow weary
I speak it so clearly sometimes ya don’t hear me
I push it past the bass no nations gotta feel me
I feel it in my bones, black, I’m so wide awake
That I hardly ever sleep, my flows forever deep
And its volumes or scriptures when I breath on a beat
My presence speak volumes before I say a word
I’m every where penthouse pavement and curb
Cradle to the grave tall lead you onna shell
Universal ghetto life holla black you know it well

Quiet storm vital form pen pushed it right across
Mind is a vital force, high level right across
Shoulders the lions raw voice is the siren
I swing round ring out and bring down the tyrant
Shocked a small act could knock a giant lopsided
The world is so dangerous there’s no need for fightin
Suttins tryna hide like the struggle wont find em
And the sun bust through the clouds to clearly remind him
Everywhere penthouse pavement and curb
Cradle to the grave talk’ll lead you on a shell
Universal ghetto life holla black you know it well

What it is
You know they know
What it is
We know yall know
What is is
Ecstatic there it is
Huh

[2X]
What it is
You know we know
What it is
They know yall know
What it is
You don’t know? here it is
[2X]

(and always on time and rockin ya mind)
Sit and come relax riddle off the mac, its the patch
Imma soldier in the middle of Iraq
Well say about noonish commin out the whip
And lookin at me curious, a young Iraqi kid (awww)
Carrying laundry, whats wrong G? hungry?
No, gimme oil or get fuck out my country
And in Arabian barkin other stuff
Till his moms come grab him and they walk off in a rush

I’m like surely hope that we can fix our differences soon (bye!)
White apples I’m breakin on
You take everything why not just take the damn food like
I don’t understand it, on another planet?
51 of this stuff how I’m gunna manage?
And increasing the sentiment gentlemen
Gettin down on that middle eastern instruments
Realized trappin is crap
Walk over kicked one of my fabulous raps (la dee da dee)
Arab (??) they well wished they glad wrapped
Now the kid considered like an Elvis of Baghdad”


 

AppleMusic

A Summer Brezze 


AppleMusic


AppleMusic


AppleMusic


AppleMusic

Random Access Memories 


2015-11-07 00.23.12


AppleMusic

Drake’s POP Culture Lexicon


AppleMusic


AppleMusic


Apple Music


AppleMusic
“Dear Rosie Rose”

“In this world, if you read the papers, Lord,
You know everybody’s fighting on with each other.
You got no one you can count on, baby,
Not even your own brother.
So if someone comes along,
He’s gonna give you some love and affection
I’d say get it while you can, yeah!
Honey, get it while you can,
Hey, hey, get it while you can,
Don’t you turn your back on love, no, no!

Don’t you know when you’re loving anybody, baby,
You’re taking a gamble on a little sorrow,
But then who cares, baby,
‘Cause we may not be here tomorrow, no.
And if anybody should come along,
He gonna give you any love and affection,
I’d say get it while you can, yeah!
Hey, hey, get it while you can,
Hey, hey, get it while you can.
Don’t you turn your back on love,
No no no, no no no no no.

Oh, get it while you can,
Honey get it when you’re gonna wanna need it dear, yeah yeah,
Hey hey, get it while you can,
Don’t you turn your back on love,
No no no, no no no no, get it while you can,
I said hold on to somebody when you get a little lonely, dear,
Hey hey, hold on to that man’s heart,
Yeah, get it, want it, hold it, need it,
Get it, want it, need it, hold it,
Get it while you can, yeah,
Honey get it while you can, baby, yeah,
Hey hey, get it while you can!”


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