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Weird...
Headline is
"Shot and Killed Outside Home"
story says...
"Popular Louisiana rapper JayDaYoungan is currently hospitalized, battling injuries sustained when he was shot outside a home in his home state ... TMZ has learned."
Weird...
Headline is
"Shot and Killed Outside Home"
story says...
"Popular Louisiana rapper JayDaYoungan is currently hospitalized, battling injuries sustained when he was shot outside a home in his home state ... TMZ has learned."
Yeah...he's gone. RIP
I went ahead and listened to one of this stains songs and looked up the lyrics.
I don't know what is sadder / more pathetic. Him / the songs or the fact that people pay for this fertilizer.
"Almighty Flow"
(I got Hitman on the beat)
I say you drinkin', I know you drunk, what you been drinkin'?
I say I been drinkin', I don't know what it was, but I'm not drunk
And also, can you come right now?
Pfff, you're really drunk
It was really cool to meet you, bro
[?]
I'm 'bout to be on my way
Why are you still afraid?
Get naked
I said get naked
I'm already naked
Hahaha
These es act local and think global
You never had a real , well, let me show you
What you want to drink? It's Wocky in my peach soda
And I know all these s hate to see me blow up
I'm finna cop a 'Rari just to scoot the doors up
, I got rasta sauce, I do it from my toes up
I wish a would come and try a soldier
Now I got blood on my diamond choker
Hundred thousand just in change 'cause I'm a rich
I learned not to trust a 'cause they ain't ,
Don't mean to brag, check the tags on my kicks,
I could've dropped a bag on her ass and some s,
Almighty, Wocky, Acty got me leanin' over
Pour a four of dope in some cream soda
Your boyfriend an opp, I'll make Wop blow him
Ain't answer the phone with him, you were ridin' my , he ain't even know it
(Hang up on me one more time)
And I ain't even try to
You wanna glow up, 23 got you
I make her throw them fours up, she bang the that I do
And, yeah, she keep her pole tucked for me, she slangin' iron too
(Why you gotta be all that?)
Baby, 'cause I like you
Only reason I ain't left 'cause ain't nobody like you
You the type that I like, I might just wife you (Wife you)
But you gotta clean your feet and do what I say do
( o?)
, can you hear me?
You know I don't feel right when you ain't near me
I'm so sick of all them lies, they make my ears bleed
Can't keep that pussy out my mind, that kill me
Nobody wanna see us together, but it don't matter, no, 'cause I chose you
I'm moving on, I'm tryna do better, but I should let her know, I still got you
Jay, why you gotta do this? Like, it's—
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Idk. S ches is still alive. Have you heard, “Brick in Yo Face”?10790131[/URL]]I went ahead and listened to one of this stains songs and looked up the lyrics.
"Almighty Flow"
(I got Hitman on the beat)
I say you drinkin', I know you drunk, what you been drinkin'?
I say I been drinkin', I don't know what it was, but I'm not drunk
And also, can you come right now?
Pfff, you're really drunk
It was really cool to meet you, bro
[?]
I'm 'bout to be on my way
Why are you still afraid?
Get naked
I said get naked
I'm already naked
Hahaha
These es act local and think global
You never had a real , well, let me show you
What you want to drink? It's Wocky in my peach soda
And I know all these s hate to see me blow up
I'm finna cop a 'Rari just to scoot the doors up
, I got rasta sauce, I do it from my toes up
I wish a would come and try a soldier
Now I got blood on my diamond choker
Hundred thousand just in change 'cause I'm a rich
I learned not to trust a 'cause they ain't ,
Don't mean to brag, check the tags on my kicks,
I could've dropped a bag on her ass and some s,
Almighty, Wocky, Acty got me leanin' over
Pour a four of dope in some cream soda
Your boyfriend an opp, I'll make Wop blow him
Ain't answer the phone with him, you were ridin' my , he ain't even know it
(Hang up on me one more time)
And I ain't even try to
You wanna glow up, 23 got you
I make her throw them fours up, she bang the that I do
And, yeah, she keep her pole tucked for me, she slangin' iron too
(Why you gotta be all that?)
Baby, 'cause I like you
Only reason I ain't left 'cause ain't nobody like you
You the type that I like, I might just wife you (Wife you)
But you gotta clean your feet and do what I say do
( o?)
, can you hear me?
You know I don't feel right when you ain't near me
I'm so sick of all them lies, they make my ears bleed
Can't keep that pussy out my mind, that kill me
Nobody wanna see us together, but it don't matter, no, 'cause I chose you
I'm moving on, I'm tryna do better, but I should let her know, I still got you
Jay, why you gotta do this? Like, it's—
Ooh, ooh, ooh
I actually just listened to that. Regardless of human life, that’s trash. If Chuck D was dead, he’s be rolling over in his grave.10790131[/URL]]I went ahead and listened to one of this stains songs and looked up the lyrics.
"Almighty Flow"
(I got Hitman on the beat)
I say you drinkin', I know you drunk, what you been drinkin'?
I say I been drinkin', I don't know what it was, but I'm not drunk
And also, can you come right now?
Pfff, you're really drunk
It was really cool to meet you, bro
[?]
I'm 'bout to be on my way
Why are you still afraid?
Get naked
I said get naked
I'm already naked
Hahaha
These es act local and think global
You never had a real , well, let me show you
What you want to drink? It's Wocky in my peach soda
And I know all these s hate to see me blow up
I'm finna cop a 'Rari just to scoot the doors up
, I got rasta sauce, I do it from my toes up
I wish a would come and try a soldier
Now I got blood on my diamond choker
Hundred thousand just in change 'cause I'm a rich
I learned not to trust a 'cause they ain't ,
Don't mean to brag, check the tags on my kicks,
I could've dropped a bag on her ass and some s,
Almighty, Wocky, Acty got me leanin' over
Pour a four of dope in some cream soda
Your boyfriend an opp, I'll make Wop blow him
Ain't answer the phone with him, you were ridin' my , he ain't even know it
(Hang up on me one more time)
And I ain't even try to
You wanna glow up, 23 got you
I make her throw them fours up, she bang the that I do
And, yeah, she keep her pole tucked for me, she slangin' iron too
(Why you gotta be all that?)
Baby, 'cause I like you
Only reason I ain't left 'cause ain't nobody like you
You the type that I like, I might just wife you (Wife you)
But you gotta clean your feet and do what I say do
( o?)
, can you hear me?
You know I don't feel right when you ain't near me
I'm so sick of all them lies, they make my ears bleed
Can't keep that pussy out my mind, that kill me
Nobody wanna see us together, but it don't matter, no, 'cause I chose you
I'm moving on, I'm tryna do better, but I should let her know, I still got you
Jay, why you gotta do this? Like, it's—
Ooh, ooh, ooh
This is fire. Depends on how you deliver the lyrics over the beat tbh. Anyways, being a rapper is one of the most dangerous jobs since all these label owners are signing killers and drug dealers to record deals instead of artists with a positive message.I went ahead and listened to one of this stains songs and looked up the lyrics.
"Almighty Flow"
(I got Hitman on the beat)
I say you drinkin', I know you drunk, what you been drinkin'?
I say I been drinkin', I don't know what it was, but I'm not drunk
And also, can you come right now?
Pfff, you're really drunk
It was really cool to meet you, bro
[?]
I'm 'bout to be on my way
Why are you still afraid?
Get naked
I said get naked
I'm already naked
Hahaha
These es act local and think global
You never had a real , well, let me show you
What you want to drink? It's Wocky in my peach soda
And I know all these s hate to see me blow up
I'm finna cop a 'Rari just to scoot the doors up
, I got rasta sauce, I do it from my toes up
I wish a would come and try a soldier
Now I got blood on my diamond choker
Hundred thousand just in change 'cause I'm a rich
I learned not to trust a 'cause they ain't ,
Don't mean to brag, check the tags on my kicks,
I could've dropped a bag on her ass and some s,
Almighty, Wocky, Acty got me leanin' over
Pour a four of dope in some cream soda
Your boyfriend an opp, I'll make Wop blow him
Ain't answer the phone with him, you were ridin' my , he ain't even know it
(Hang up on me one more time)
And I ain't even try to
You wanna glow up, 23 got you
I make her throw them fours up, she bang the that I do
And, yeah, she keep her pole tucked for me, she slangin' iron too
(Why you gotta be all that?)
Baby, 'cause I like you
Only reason I ain't left 'cause ain't nobody like you
You the type that I like, I might just wife you (Wife you)
But you gotta clean your feet and do what I say do
( o?)
, can you hear me?
You know I don't feel right when you ain't near me
I'm so sick of all them lies, they make my ears bleed
Can't keep that pussy out my mind, that kill me
Nobody wanna see us together, but it don't matter, no, 'cause I chose you
I'm moving on, I'm tryna do better, but I should let her know, I still got you
Jay, why you gotta do this? Like, it's—
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Maybe I'm too old but I just don't get it. I checked out a few more songs from him and they're all the same as far as the sound. The music is so generic that I don't give a about what he's saying.
Lemme break down the 1st 4 bars for you, old head.
"These es act local and think global
You never had a real , well, let me show you
What you want to drink? It's Wocky in my peach soda
And I know all these s hate to see me blow up"
What Jay is saying is that now that hes a celebrity, the women he's encountered are still stuck in that hoodrat mentality but at the same time pretend they are above the average woman when in reality they've never encountered a man of Jay's stature. These women are used to drinking schnapps, wine coolers or seltzer. While Jay is drinking "Wocky" or Wockhardt promethazine codeine cough syrup which is pretty expensive. " z hate to see me blow up" Like Lil Boosie said, people in your hometown are hypnotized by hate. Jay actually predicted his demise with this line by stating how its those who saw your rise that want to see you fall.
Wait...is that why they other dude is called, "Waka Flocka Flame"? Regardless, it's not as impactful as Brick in You Face.
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
I put that brick in your face (say what)
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Better have my money when I come to collect
Better have my money when I come to collect
Pay up, pay up, pay up
I put that brick in your face (say what)
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Better have my money when I come to collect
Better have my money when I come to collect
Pay up, pay up, pay up
You better have my money when I come to collect (pay up)
I got a bullet in the chamber and it's ready to eject (pop, pop, pop, pop)
You ain't a man, you's a kid, call it child neglect, little boy
If you wanna shoot a fade, I'll leave your face leakin'
You better not tell the police I did it
Out in Dade County, anything goes
Always at the scene with some blood on my clothes
Then I go sell coke to your ho
Sorry if you didn't know
That your girl love my blow
One hit, now the girl on the pole
I love sellin' blow!
I love sellin' blow!
I love sellin' blow!
I love sellin' blow!
I put that brick in your face
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Better have my money when I come to collect
Better have my money when I come to collect
Pay up, pay up, pay up
I put that brick in your face
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Better have my money when I come to collect
Better have my money when I come to collect
Pay up, pay up, pay up
You say you need a hundred bricks, well I'm the connect, I got it
I make drug money, fool, I don't need a rap check, never
If I front you the brick then you better pay up
This my lifestyle, fool, this ain't no threat
And we can bet on that
I got an AK-47 on my face, ho
So you know I don't shoot no pistol
I dare you to come near my threshold
This gun will not reload
Cause I got extendos
I got extendos
Don't play with me boy, don't play with me boy
Go play your Nintendo!!
I put that brick in your face
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Better have my money when I come to collect
Better have my money when I come to collect
Pay up, pay up, pay up
I put that brick in your face
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Now what you gon' do with it?
Better have my money when I come to collect
Better have my money when I come to collect
Pay up, pay up, pay up
But let me break down a few...
I love sellin' blow!
I love sellin' blow!
I love sellin' blow!
I love sellin' blow!
He's already previously said, "Better have my money when I come to collect".
So the listener is already on notice. After the first, "I love sellin' blow", it's like...ok...whatever. I owe you money and you're being stupid.
Then, he reiterates, "I love sellin' blow". Wait...I'm now questioning his motivation. I thought this was a business deal. I'm tryin to put the money together.
Then again..."I love sellin' blow". I'm panicking now. Maybe the money doesn't matter. I missed the original payment but maybe S ches doesn't care.
Then the final, "I love sellin' blow". ...do I even arrange a meeting to pay off the original brick in my face? I'm at a loss. It's pretty poignant.
Looks like he got his wish
"I wish a would come by and try to soldier"
You remember seeing S ches getting knocked out? lol His run was over after that smh.
...no...that was on my to watch list. It was by someone's manager or something. I forgot all about it. Will check now.
Sucker punch. He was clearly going after The Game and little dude knocked him out.
Damn...I guess I spend too much time on Stiches but his ex is pretty hot. At least considering she married S ches.
placeholder...movie idea..."Kilo and S ches" TM
Danzig never recovered either when he got knocked out
Izzy came back. Although he's not a front man. I get your point. Danzig was on the verge of becoming the next Ian Gillan.
His run was over before that... The only reason he got attention was because of his tattoos on his face and not the horrible "music" he was making.
Btw, Boosie is one of the best but after his stint in jail he became just like the rest unfortunately. I'm glad I still caught him live after his stint and with Webbie too.
And by "stature" would that have been like being among the larger chunks in the septic tank or?
And drinking "Wocky" is something to be celebrated, neigh bragged about and reason to talk down to others who drink wine etc...
Is that what be in da raps kommunities?
Surely there must be success stories of individuals who left this stain life and went on to be productive?
The "rap community " is just like jazz, rock, pop and any other genre of music out there. Within that genre is many other forms or styles that fans can choose from. Jay's fanbase is different from Kendrick or J Cole's fanbase. When you watch a ty movie do you question what happened to all the good movies?And drinking "Wocky" is something to be celebrated, neigh bragged about and reason to talk down to others who drink wine etc...
Is that what be in da raps kommunities?
Surely there must be success stories of individuals who left this stain life and went on to be productive?
Anyways, I'm not a fan of Jay but his style of rap is popular in the younger crowds. I just can't do all the demonic rap tbh. I believe the tongue is powerful and rapping about death n drugs just isn't for me anymore.
Yeah, dude in the OPAnd drinking "Wocky" is something to be celebrated, neigh bragged about and reason to talk down to others who drink wine etc...
Is that what be in da raps kommunities?
Surely there must be success stories of individuals who left this stain life and went on to be productive?
100% agree.
But you appear to originally praising JaDumb and talking down to SFS as if he is a quote "old head" and doesn't get what JaDumb is saying:
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