"But don’t you move — keep it right there I wanna bring you smooth into my nightmare Don’t be afraid of watching life bleed Explore my every thought, come out and sight-see There’s no man alive that can promise breath But once we arrive I can promise death And now were headed for the crossroads Gettin’ deeper in the lost coves And once we arrive Close your motherfuckin’ eyes Cause I’m about to die”
Tyler the Creator won the VMA for Best New Artist. And while MTV’s opinion of what’s music and what isn’t is highly questionable, it made him happy. Tyler even said on stage as he got the award that he’s wanted one since he was nine.
Ah, so I’m just going to play Behemoth and The Crown for an hour straight then. Since you like EVERYthing.
Oh, you don’t like blackened-death metal or Swedish Satanic metal? Well, then I guess you don’t like “EVERY kind of music,” you stupid whore. Stop being difficult and indecisive, and get a personality.
I give it to her, she wants that summer time I give it like no other ‘cause she knows I’m hers Damn right she’s mine, we both know it So when we separate, everything fine, her phone ringin’ in her purse Damn right it’s me — I’m her nigga, nigga Come for mines in summer time, I’mma bust that trigger, nigga