I say the stupidest shit. Even more so than usual.
I seriously just said “When your booty gets online. And when I said booty I meant to make you feel beautiful. Like bodacious booty. Not that you have one, but everyone should feel like they have a top notch ass.”
Can you say issues?
'not that you have one…. but everyone should feel like they have a top notch ass.'
“So baby take a ride with me, and I’ll fulfill all your fantasies. And when the rain starts pouring down, then all the love that’s lost will be found. I’ll make your mind lose control, over your body, that’s my goal. So baby just come down here. Just let the gravity pull you near me…”
Oh my God I honestly feel like shooting this person until their brains are splattered all over the pavement and the skull is hallowed out and just place some CD’s from The Beatles inside of it. Followed by me stating “THEY’RE NOT NEW MOTHERFUCKER”
“In the old days, samples were $2,500 or $1,500,” says RZA. “I paid $2,000 for a Gladys Knight sample for ‘Can It Be All So Simple’ off Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers). That was a big intro, and the hook was repetitious. Something like that nowadays would cost $10,000.”…