Showing posts with label childish gambino. Show all posts
Showing posts with label childish gambino. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 18, 2021
Saturday, November 29, 2014
HEY GUYS.
I've been in a real weird place lately. Now, being in a weird place hasn't been so bad. For instance, it's helped me to discover some really wonderful tracks that are really fitting with my mood. You know when people fuck you over and lie to you?! You know when you just want to cry for no reason?! You know when you feel lonely in a room full of people?! Well, there's a song for that! I have a bunch of songs that gave me chills after the jump.
1:40 PM childish gambino, electronic, fkj, hip hop, honne, indie, lion babe, mo, moods, music, petite noir, ry x, zhu Leave a Comment
Sunday, September 14, 2014
Wednesday, July 9, 2014
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
GAMBINOGAMBINOGAMBINO.
There is something so beautiful about Gambino. This man has so much talent. I haven't listened to "Because the Internet" yet. I don't personally iTune, and I refuse to listen to it until a hard copy is in my hands. With the exception of "3005", of course. I'm terrified to listen to it. I mean, the whole Instagram thing, the whole depression thing, the whole suicide and drugs thing makes me teeerrified. I won't not listen to it, though, because I'm also just as insanely excited.. As much as I'm expecting this album to be dark, I'm also expecting it to be an honest masterpiece.
I also hope, that Gambino can find himself again, and enjoy his work. I've always thought that multi-talented intellects find themselves depressed because they know too much. They see too much bad, and see too much good. They seem to have escaped the blindfolds we all put on.
Anyways, this freestyle kicks butt and so does he and please buy his album, and if he ever quits music or acting or writing or film-making or producing or stand-up, then for fuck's sake, support that too. Do you Gambino, you're the best at whatever you decide.. and if "Because the Internet" ever ends up being the last thing you create, I'll be sad but thankful. You the man, dawg.
Monday, December 16, 2013
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Friday, May 31, 2013
FUCK THIS.
ARE WE DATING? ARE WE FUCKING? ARE WE BEST FRIENDS? ARE WE SOMETHING, IN BETWEEN THAT? I WISH WE NEVER FUCKED AND I MEAN THAT.
..but not really, you say the nastiest shit in bed and it's fucking awesome.Tuesday, June 5, 2012
SILK PILLOW.
WHAT WAS I THINKIN? I WASN'T. WHAT AM I DRINKIN? I'M BUZZIN. SPEAKIN' OF WEEKENDS, I USED TO FUCK WITH YOUR COUSIN. I USED TO BLOG ABOUT NOTHIN, NOW I BLOG ABOUT NOTHIN.. BUT THAT NOTHIN WAS SOMETHIN THAT NOBODY WAS READIN'.
I bet your daughter's perfect, he say it like he know you.
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