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Apple Reveals New iPhone Home Screen, Upgraded AirPods & Much More with iOS 14

Apple just announced its new iOS 14 update and everything that comes with it.

iPhone users will geek over the updates, which include a new home screen with associated features, added functionality within the Messages app and much, much more. Plus, there are changes coming to iPads, Apple TV and Apple Watch as well — and to Macs with new chips and MacOS Big Sur.

Here are just some of the new iOS 14 features and brief descriptions:

  • iOS Home screen: set default email and browser apps
  • Widgets: pin widgets with updating information on the home screen — calendar, maps, etc.
  • App Library: organizes apps, makes suggestions, mass deletion and more
  • Messages: updates include mentions, new Memoji features, pin threads and more
  • Safari: more responsive and more privacy
  • Picture-in-picture mode: pop out small floating screen while watching videos
  • Siri: knows 20 times more facts than three years ago
  • Incoming calls: can be displayed as banner notifications
  • App Clips: scan QR code to launch task-focused clips without downloading full app
  • CarPlay: digital car keys — start or unlock car from your phone
  • Translate: translate in real time with multiple languages
  • AirPods: switch effortlessly between paired devices
  • Privacy: more control over data and how its used

Popular apps including Photos, Notes, Voice Memos, Reminders, Health, Weather, Game Center and more are also getting upgrades. Plus, a new Augmented Reality app and Apple Arcade.

According to Apple, developers can download the new iOS as soon as this week. A public Beta will be made available in July (sign up here) and the program will be readily available this Fall.

See the full iOS 14 preview here via Apple.

 

Source: CNBC | Screenshot via Apple

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Teyana Taylor and Iman Shumpert’s Reality Show Coming Next Year


Teyana Taylor and Iman Shumpert have landed their own reality show and its coming next year.

Teyana already dabbles into acting and gained even more fame for herself when she appeared in Kanye West’s “Fade” video. The cut went viral for her dance moves which she performed in a workout outfit while showing off her killer body. She also got more attention for her appearance at the New York Fashion week during the summer when she rep Philipp Plein.

Now Teyana Taylor and her entire family including husband Iman Shumpert and their daughter will have a chance to be on your TV a lot more often. Deadline reported that the couple signed on to a new deal with VH1 for their very own reality TV show that will be called Teyana & Iman. The first season episodes will cover their life leading up to Teyana Taylor’s big NY Fashion Week debut. The couple says the reason that they signed on for the reality show is to be a positive symbol of black love.

“Not just black love, all love,” Teyana Taylor said. “It is to inspire all love period. There’s nothing more special than showing young folk that you could be in love and married.”

The show will focus mostly on Teyana Taylor and how she balances family and fame but we may also see some footage of Iman Shumpert basketball career and his plans to dabble in hip hop a little.

.@TeyanaTaylor & @ImanShumpert represent Black Love in an all new series. ?? Catch #TeyanaAndIman MONDAY February 19 at 10/9c on VH1! pic.twitter.com/ifitLU7eRX

— VH1 (@VH1) November 14, 2017

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Drake Buys $300K Herms Birkin Bag For Future Wife


Drake reportedly drop $300,000 on a Hermes Birkin bag for his wife that he has not yet met.

There are a lot of interesting things about Drake that the average fan may not know about and one of them is his habit of stockpiling some expensive Hermes Birkin bags for his future wife that he will meet one day. These bags can run up to $10,000 and Drizzy reportedly got one for a whopping $300,000. This girl doesn’t know it yet, but she she gets married to the 6 God, she will be well off. At one point everyone was rooting for Drake and Rihanna to one day jump the broom, but that on-and-off relationship seems to have ran its course and the Bajan pop beauty is now dating a billionaire.

Not surprisingly, the Toronto rapper didn’t talk much about his romantic life which has always been under scrutiny, thanks to his love for women with big booty. Over the past few years, he has been linked to a number of women besides Rihanna, including some well known strippers like Malia Michel. Earlier this year, he was also linked to Jennifer Lopez but that seems like it wasn’t a serious romance.

Drake is featured in the new issue of The Hollywood Reporter and in is spread he spoke about his retirement (one day). Drizzy also has his eyes set on Hollywood starting with a producing gig for Top Boy which will be reboot on Netflix next year. The rapper is also teaming up with Anonymous Content to produced a TV series. Anonymous Content is the production company behind Spotlight and Mr. Robot.

Despite his venture into the movie and TV business, Drake says he still has passion for making music and why wouldn’t he because because he is good at it. “I’m sure I’ll stop [making music] one day,” Drake said in the interview with THR. “When it starts to feel like I’m making it up. Hopefully I’ll catch it before I ever get there, right? But right now it feels like we just started, so I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon. But I do plan on expanding — to take six months or a year to myself and do some great films. Music’s always there.”

Watch a short clip from the interview below.

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Shenseea and Her Son Featured In New Commercial


Shenseea has been having a phenomenal year in dancehall and it’s only getting better for the fast rising female deejay.

Aside from scoring a number of hits for herself this year, Shenseaa also snatched up a few corporate endorsement deals for herself including deals from Pepsi and now FLOW. She is featured in a new holiday ad for FLOW with her 2-year-old son, Rajeiro. The advertisement features the dancehall deejay, real name Chinsea Lee, hanging with her family while juggling her her own personal business which includes recording a song using her phone.

“This one is very special to me for two reasons first, because it is the first time I am appearing onscreen with my heartbeat, my darling son, Rajeiro, and also because I love the Christmas season, and I was happy to get an opportunity to show off my talent in another kind of way,” Shenseea said.

FLOW VP of marketing, Carlo Redwood, said the company wanted to show off the more family oriented side of Shenseea, a side of her that fans haven’t really seen before. The Christmas advertisement is currently being run on local TV stations.

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Tee Grizzley – Win

[Chorus]
Look me in my eyes, nigga, I’ma win
I’ma get this money, nigga, I’ma live
First nigga in my family with some legal bread
Had to risk it all just to win big
I could stack them hunnids to the roof
I ain’t stopping ’til they stack to the moon
Nigga, without me, my family wouldn’t have food
Anybody go against me gotta lose (Helluva made this beat, baby)

[Verse 1]
90’s baby but I get to that money like ’86 again
Lost pops and fell off, we back rich again
Gotta thank God for that prison bid
Music got us looking like the family’s selling bricks again
Been on tour, been on TV, own businesses
Still I pull up with that stick and flip the whip you in (Brr)
You don’t wanna hear bout indictments in the case I caught
Then, bitch, quit listening (Turn off)
Free Mar Mar, he innocent
I was in the county indigent, now my pendant lit
Bitches love me, they go crazy ’bout that real nigga shit
Used to be a young follower, I was ignorant
If you don’t want me to fuck her, go everywhere with that bitch, nigga
I’ll drop a bird on your head
That chopper’ll blow a third of the nerves out your head
Talking cash, shit, and we murdering that man
When they put them teddy bears on the curb for your ass, you lost

[Chorus]
Look me in my eyes, nigga, I’ma win
I’ma get this money, nigga, I’ma live
First nigga in my family with some legal bread
Had to risk it all just to win big
I could stack them hunnids to the roof
I ain’t stopping ’til they stack to the moon
Nigga, without me, my family wouldn’t have food
Anybody go against me gotta lose

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
700K in here and my bag in this room
But it’s only for your eyes, why your man’s in this room?
I don’t know if he a snitch, now it’s blood on your hands
If you think I’m ’bout to let him leave alive, you a fool
Got a record deal, my label don’t like you when I hang out (For real)
And let me know that they ain’t know me ‘fore I came out
Kevin Liles, I know it’s a risk to have these chains out
But I’m that same nigga that’ll knock a nigga brains out
Ex bitch ran off with the Rollie, hope she make it stretch
I could’ve kicked her lil’ dirty ungrateful ass
But I’m more mad at myself for tryna date her, ayy
Plus I make 30 for a show, so I’ma make it back
Used to order Wendy’s fries, bring a shake with that
Now its Benihana rice, put some steak on that
The Mustang used to always run out of gas
Now I’m in that Wraith, touch the paint and it’s a body bag, nigga

[Chorus]
Look me in my eyes, nigga, I’ma win
I’ma get this money, nigga, I’ma live
First nigga in my family with some legal bread
Had to risk it all just to win big
I could stack them hunnids to the roof
I ain’t stopping ’til they stack to the moon
Nigga, without me, my people wouldn’t have food
Anybody go against me gotta lose

[Verse 3]
I wanna see niggas win but everybody, you can’t eat around
Some niggas, I wouldn’t even go to sleep around
They had the bag, but ain’t help me when they see me down
Same niggas DM’ing me tryna be around
Bitch, they see that Wraith and they think Meek around
Can’t be around on choppers the [?] three around
Come get your friendly ass bitch before I beat her down
After I fuck, never again will she be around
It’s crazy when your own people wanna bring you down
These niggas don’t even know what they wanna beef about
He shot at me, and that’s somethin’ I can’t sleep about
Drop his mama, leave the town, bitch, we even now (Brr)
How you gon’ motivate the youth, rapping that gangster shit?
This what they like, so I’ma make the shit
But even still, this my life, I gotta claim this shit
So even if they didn’t like it, I ain’t changing shit, nigga

[Outro]
Look me in my eyes, nigga, I’ma win
I’ma get this money, nigga, I’ma live
First nigga in my family with some legal bread
So I can buy whatever ice, buy whatever crib
I could stack them hunnids to the roof
I ain’t stopping ’til they stack to the moon, nigga
Without me, my family wouldn’t have food
Anybody go against me gotta lose, nigga

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Apollo Brown & Planet Asia – Deep In The Casket

[Sample]
Eight track stereo, colored TV in every room
And you can snort a half a piece of dope every day
It’s the American Dream, nigga, well ain’t it?
God knows it’s a rotten game. The only one the man left us to play
That’s the stone cold truth

[Planet Asia]
Yea
Twist something

[Verse 1]
Bumping Mozzy in the Maserati
Allegedly they say my little Relly caught a body
My city going stupid mainly
Lil niggas in the pen going super crazy
Runners over the stove, giving slight twirls with hoes
That powder they nose with that white girl
Four door Porsches and polo horses
Golf courses, teriyaki swordfish, exotic fortress
Gangsta gun game, my [?] aim damage a frame
Like the paper at the gun range, I’m sun blazing
Cross the line, I might down ya
That’s why I feel at home around the chain lifters, and body counters
Heavy handed henchmen, victorious vigilant
Still killing shit, it’s pretty boy militance
These rappers is a fuckin joke
Broke niggas tryna beef always getting smoked

[Hook]
Fit deep in the casket
Colombian fashion (8x)

[Verse 2]
Wasn’t for this, then I’d still be jooking
I’m still jooking, it’s just nothing is getting tooken
Words is like coke, I’m used to cooking
Like aftershocks niggas is used to booking
Saw so much that I cannot be shooken
My goons follow ’cause I know the way
Trained to go fast with no delay
Keep a shooter with a throwaway
When it’s war we never go away
SKs blow your face when big boys come out to play
The bullshit you better start squashing
Know your family would be set in place doing car washes
Have you taking shots like you was bar hoppin
You know the doctrine, since when the fuck y’all start poppin?
Medaliano, Masonic murder rap scholar
[?], major models sophisticado
Might Colombian fashion your casket
Put your head in a basket
There’s no way for you to even mask it

[Hook]
Fit deep in the casket
Colombian fashion (8x)

[Outro]
It’s the fuck I’m talking ’bout, man
Y’know I mean?
From the ground on up, dirty shit man
Yea

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Yanique Curvy Diva responds To Christian Backlash


Yanique ‘Curvy Diva’ Barrett is defending herself amidst growing backlash from the Christian community.

The dancehall deejay/TV host has been getting some hear from Christians who are calling on her to change her lifestyle. Barrett says that this is not the first time that the Christian community is turning its attention towards her. In her defense, she is simply asking for a word of prayer rather than more judgments. “I had on clothes so for them to go so hard and tell me I need to find Jesus is too much,” she said. “Is weh dem know bout me and God.”

The Curvy Diva added that the not because she is a sex symbol means that she is lacking morals doesn’t have a relationship with god. She said regardless of the criticism, she will maintain her faith in god. “Sometimes, they just need to give me a break,” she added. “They are too hard, and sometimes things nuh called for. I have a relationship with God. I grew up Adventist, so regardless of being a dancehall artiste, I’ll always have that connection with God. I go to Church, but it’s not even about going to Church, it’s more about having a relationship with God. I pray before I go on a dancehall stage, and knowing that I have a relationship where I can call on God is more important to me than saying I’m a Christian or not.”

Yanique ‘Curvy Diva’ Barrett is currently getting ready to release the music video for her debut single “Lifestyle.” The video was shot in Jamaica last month and will premiere on Dancehallhiphop.com sometime soon.

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Blac Chyna Sues Entire Kardashian Clan For Canceled TV Show


Blac Chyna is suing the entire Kardashian clan for canceling her TV show with Rob Kardashian “Rob & Chyna.”

The second season of the show was set to air on E! network, but it’s not happening, according to a TMZ report. This feud between Chyna and the Kardashians is far from over. The celebrity socialite is suing the family for allegedly using their influence over the E! network to have her show booted. Sources inside the network are calling her claims bogus and pointed to a number of issues with her show including their inability to film because she refused to be in the same room as Rob.

Back in July, Blac Chyna got out a restraining order against Rob Kardashian claiming that her baby daddy physically abused her. The network insider also claimed that E! was unhappy about the ratings for the first season of the show and that forms part of the reason for the cancellation. Chyna is also suing Rob for allegedly snatching her phone and knocking her to the ground in a rage. She also claimed that he once tore down a bedroom door to get to her and even threatened to kill himself on multiple occasions.

Blac Chyna presented a number of text message evidence to support her story including messages where Rob Kardashian repeatedly told her that he would kill himself. “I will kill myself just to show U how serious I was about u and all this,” one of the messages read. In his defense, Rob Kardashian accuses Blac Chyna of cheating on him with multiple men including her baby daddy Tyga. Back in July, he stunned everyone when he leaked a number of nude photos and videos of Chyna on Instagram while exposing the men she has been cheating on him with. We will be watching closely to see how far her lawsuit against the Kardashians goes.

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Sam Hunt – I’m Down Lyrics

We can drag a little time
You can spend some of my money maybe waste a little wine
We could go to the beach
We could watch TV
We could write our names on the bridge or just listen to the radio
Breakin’ to that old hotel
We can get a kickback ourselves
We can call the whole damn crew
It really don’t matter whatever you wanna do

I’m down
If you wanna head back to town
If you wanna just drive aro-o-ound
If you wanna get flirty
If you wanna talk dirty
I’m down
If you wanna come a little unwind
Whenever you just wanna hang o-o-out
Wherever you’re up for
Baby girl, I’m down

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Gemma Collins Feels Like “Bridget Jones” After Falling Onstage at BBC Radio 1’s Teen Awards

Ouch. That must have hurt.

British reality TV star Gemma Collins took quite a tumble yesterday and fell through the stage at the BBC Radio 1 Teen Awards. Collins had just finished announcing the winner for Best TV Show at Wembley Stadium when she slipped through an opening in the stage. The Only Way Is Essex star posted the whole incident on Instagram.

Thankfully, Collins was OK. The TV personality posted another video letting fans know that she survived the “best and worst moment of her life.”

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“I’m alive. Don’t panic,” she said at one point in the video. “I’m such a Bridget Jones at heart. I’ve always watched her movies and thought, God this girl is me. I’m at Wembley Stadium presenting an award, and I go missing on the stage. But I’m alive guys….Will I ever live this moment down? O.M.G. Help.”

Despite her tumble, it looks like Collins enjoyed her night. She appeared back on stage after the fall where she told hosts Nick Grimshaw and Rita Ora that she was having “the best time of my life.”

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The TV star had a good sense of humor about her spill, too. Shortly after the incident, she posted a video montage of Madonna and Beyoncé falling on stage. 

She also posted the number for the National Accident Helpline, as well as a fake movie poster for Bridget Jones in which she replaced Renée Zellweger‘s face with her own.

In the end, it looks like her selfie with Ora made the whole thing worthwhile—even though the TV star confessed that she was in “agony.”

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We hope Collins feels better.

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Alec Baldwin to Run for President?

He plays Donald Trump on TV, but does Alec Baldwin want to become the President of the United States himself one day?

The 59-year-old actor, who last month won an Emmy for his satirical portrayal of the U.S. leader on SNL, retweeted on Friday a cryptic tweet that may or may not be a joke.

“If I run for a President, think of how entertaining the debates would be,” said the message, posted on the Alec Baldwin Foundation’s account.

More than 3,000 people liked the comment. One person tweeted on Saturday, “I don’t want entertainment. I want a REAL president!” The post was retweeted on the Alec Baldwin Foundation’s account.

If I run for a President, think of how entertaining the debates would be.

— ABFoundation (@ABFalecbaldwin) October 21, 2017

The actor, known for his outspoken liberal views, has been among the most vocal celebrities who has openly criticized the U.S. leader and former TV star—and his supporters.

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“I have an immigration strategy: Everyone who voted for Trump, leave,” read a tweet posted on the Alec Baldwin Foundation’s account on Wednesday.

In 2008, Baldwin said on CBS’ 60 Minutes that he still has not given up his childhood dream of being a politician.

“There’s no age limit on running for office, to a degree,” he said. “Something I might do, one day.”

In 2011, Baldwin’s rep he would not rule out the possibility of the actor running for mayor of New York City.

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Months later, Baldwin nixed the idea.

“I’ve lost my appetite,” he said on his podcast, Here’s the Thing With Alec Baldwin. “Plus the people that are running for mayor—I know this is terrible—I look at them and I don’t see myself in that crowd. They’re like a guy on a date that you can tell he just can’t wait to get his hand up your blouse before even the lights go out in the theater. They’re all just so horny for it. Horny for their own ascension. Whereas for me, I’ve got a job now…I’ve got a good job.”

Other celebs have also floated the idea of a 2020 political run—Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson, who jokingly announced his presidential running mateTom Hanks, on SNL, and Kid Rock, who teased the website http://kidrockforsenate.com in July.

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“I give up money and fame and position and success, I give up this wonderful life I have now in exchange for the chance to really change things,” he said. “Yeah, I’m not quite sure you can anymore.”

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Ayo & Teo – Better Off Alone

Young BL$$D, boy you saucin’
BL$$D
Tell me where you’re goin’ (tell me where you’re goin’)
All them nights alone (all them nights alone)
Tell me why we’re all where we are, yeah (where we are)
Okay, I’m never comin’ home (never comin’ home)
Better off alone (I’m better off alone)
Now you finally know where we are, yeah
Bought you Fendi this (Fendi)
Bought you Louis that (Louis)
Gucci’s on your feet (Gucci, what?)
Match the Gucci hat (hat)
Diamonds on your fist (hey)
Rollie on your wrist (ice)
We do not exist (nope)
Brand new phone, who dis? (who that?)
Heard me on the track (hey)
Now you want me back (hey)
This ain’t Jackson 5 though (woah)
I don’t want you back (yeah)
Yeah we the reverse bros (hey)
Rollie with a dab (dab)
You wasn’t nobody
Now you on the map (hey)
Girl you let the sauce go to your head (to your head)
And the text you sent was left on ‘read’ (left on read)
Girl you let the sauce go to your head (to your head)
When you hit the streets rollin’, tell me where you’re goin’ (tell me where you’re goin’)
Tell me where you’re goin’ (tell me where you’re goin’)
All them nights alone (all them nights alone)
Tell me why we’re all where we are, yeah (where we are)
Okay, I’m never comin’ home (never comin’ home)
Better off alone (I’m better off alone)
Now you finally know where we are, yeah
All them nights alone (skrrt)
Baby, come with me (me)
Put your favorite show on
I know you like TV (bow, bow, bow)
Spent 20 on the chain (ching)
Just for my own name (name)
Pick out what you want (want)
I’m not gon’ complain (what? what?)
You and me was dope, man (dope)
You had me so open (skrrt, skrrt)
Stabbed me in the back
Now my feelings on the floor, man
Bought you Louis this
Bought you ‘Sace that
Gucci on your feet (feet)
Guess who bought you that
Girl you let the sauce go to your head (to your head)
And the text you sent was left on ‘read’ (left on read)
Girl you let the sauce go to your head (to your head)
When you hit the streets roamin’, tell me where you’re goin’ (tell me where you’re goin’)
Tell me where you’re goin’ (tell me where you’re goin’)
All them nights alone (all them nights alone)
Tell me why we’re all where we are, yeah (where we are)
Okay, I’m never comin’ home (never comin’ home)
Better off alone (I’m better off alone)
Now you finally know where we are, yeah
Girl you let the sauce go to your head (to your head)
And the text you sent was left on ‘read’ (left on read)
Girl you let the sauce go to your head (to your head)
When you hit the streets roamin’, tell me where you’re goin’ (tell me where you’re goin’)
Tell me where you’re goin’
Tell me where you’re goin’

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How Amber Rose Became an Unlikely Icon for Feminism

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When Amber Rose arrived at her third annual SlutWalk in Los Angeles earlier this month, the Hollywood star couldn’t believe her eyes.

Dressed up as her superhero alter ego nicknamed Captain Save a Hoe, Amber saw thousands upon thousands of women come together in support of women’s rights, sex positivity and being one’s self.

“It happened very gradually. That was a very proud moment for me starting the first SlutWalk. About 2,500 people showed up. We had no sponsors, nobody wanted to help. No media outlets really wanted to cover it except scrutinize me without fully understanding it and three years later, we had almost a billion impressions,” she explained to E! News exclusively. “It grew to be such a big thing. And to help women, that’s my passion.”

In fact, it’s become a daily mission for the Loveline With Amber Rose host who celebrates turning 34 today.

While some may have first been introduced to the model when she was Kanye West‘s girlfriend or starring in Ludacris‘ music video for “What Them Girls Like,” Amber has grown into what many fans would argue to be a feminist icon.

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Whether using her social media pages, weekly podcast with Dr. Chris Donaghue or her VH1 talk-show, Amber has been able to connect with women in a variety of ways. And whether she wants to admit it or not, Amber appears to be making a difference.

“I do it because I love helping women,” she explained to us. “I help women every single day whether it’s over the phone or hooking them up with lawyers, that’s the behind the scenes things I do. I don’t do it for a pat on the back. I like to think that I help women want to come out and not take no s–t anymore. I like to think I had a hand in that.”

With the #MeToo Twitter movement and Harvey Weinstein scandal in the front of people’s minds, Amber acknowledges that it’s easier said than done to stand up for injustices. At the same time, she acknowledges that there is power in numbers.

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“The fact that all these women banded together and said you’re not going to do this anymore,” she explained. “It takes one person to say something and then other women are like, ‘I can’t let this girl go out like that. I have to come and support her and let people know this happened to me as well.’ I’m happy that all the women are banding together and trying to get justice.”

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As a new year begins for Amber, the TV personality makes it clear that she wants “to grow more as a feminist.” She admits to not having all the answers and continues to learn from professionals, fans and even her callers from Loveline With Amber Rose.  And one of her top goals is to remove the word “slut” and “promiscuous” from the Webster’s dictionary.  

“That’s one of my main things I want to do this year. I also think that promiscuous, the definition is for a woman, so I’d like to get that out as well,” she explained. “We fight against derogatory labels. It shouldn’t even be a word.”

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Until then, Amber hopes to further inspire, influence and educate both men and women on a variety of topics. In fact, she hopes that her four-year-old son Sebastian can learn a few things from mama as she continues her journey.

“I raise my son to be a feminist and the definition of feminism is just equality. That’s really all it is. I never want him to put women down or make them feel inferior. He doesn’t think that anything is nasty or gay or weird or why does he have on makeup?” she shared. “My son is raised around so many interesting, amazing people that he’s just so open minded at such a young age where he doesn’t frown upon things like that. He embraces them as individuals just like his mama.”

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The Fabulous Life of Judge Judy: Multiple Estates, Celebrity BFFs, Yachts and More

All that crime and punishment has given Judge Judy (Judith Susan “Judy” Sheindlin) a life of luxury.

The Judge Judy host has accumulated wealth beyond comprehension over the years, thanks to her hit syndicated TV show and her latest show Hot Bench, which started in 2014. Sheindlin essentially has the monopoly on court TV, and it has given her a fabulous life.

When she’s not telling plaintiffs or defendants to put on their listening ears or reminding them that “ummm” is not an answer, the judge is living the good life in private. As she celebrates her 75th birthday Saturday, we decided to celebrate Sheindlin’s accomplishments and dig a little deeper into her life away from the courtroom. 

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Sheindlin, who has been married three times (her current husband, Jerry Sheindlin, served as a New York State Supreme Court judge), has accumulated quite the real estate portfolio. She owns at least five lux properties across the U.S., two in Naples, Florida; one in Greenwich, Connecticut; one in Manhattan and one in Los Angeles. 

Here is her real estate portfolio breakdown (and this is just the surface of her expensive and A-list life!):

1. Naples: $11 million penthouse that features four bedrooms and an enclosed lagoon.

2. Naples: $8.6 million extended family friendly mansion less than a mile from the aforementioned penthouse.

3. Greenwich: $13.2 million manor that serves as her primary residence. It has nine bedrooms and sits on 12.5 acres.

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4. Beverly Hills: When Sheindlin finds herself in Los Angeles, she says at her $10.7 million five-bedroom condo at The Montage. Not too shabby.

4. New York: When she needs a little city living, Sheindlin travels to her $8.5 million, four-bedroom duplex the Upper East Side’s Sutton Place neighborhood.

The Hot Bench star flies to Los Angeles once or twice a month to film her signature Judge Judy, but she doesn’t fly commercial. The honorable travels on her private jet to her Beverly Hills condo and then returns to the East Coast three days later. She also used to own a 152-foot-long yacht named Triumphant Lady, but she sold the $6.9 million vessel.

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But Sheindlin’s properties and amenities aren’t the only reasons her life is so fabulous. The famous legal eagle also has notable celebrity friends, including Bette Midler. She was also close with the late Brady Bunch star Florence Henderson and the late Fashion Police host Joan Rivers.

She really is the boss, applesauce.

(Originally published  Thursday, February 23, 2017 at 1:43 p.m.)

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50 Cent Trying To Get Gerard Butler On “Power”


50 Cent wants to get a big name Hollywood actor on his hit TV show “Power.”

If 50 Cent had his way then Gerard Butler will be on the next season of STARZ series “Power.” Fiddy posted a clip on Instagram on Wednesday night of a clip from an interview with Butler discussing his upcoming film Geostorm. The respected actor joked about not getting an invitation from 50 Cent to be on his hit TV show. “Slow down man,slow down. I’m trying to wait till I got enough money to get @GerardButler on POWER. you jumping the gun fool. Now let me see how I can do this sh*t. smh Damn!! LOL,” the rapper wrote.

“Well he should try and get me on Power, you know I need to be wined and dined baby,” the actor said. Both 50 Cent and Butler are currently working on a new movie name Identity Thief. The Geostorm actor added that 50 Cent is a great guy who did him a lot of favors while they were filming their new movie. “He’s a great guy,” Butler added. “He did me a couple of favors on that movie, it was so incredible.”

Slow down man,slow down. I'm trying to wait till I got enough money to get @GerardButler on POWER. you jumping the gun fool. Now let me see how I can do this shit. ????smh Damn!! LOL

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AC/DC – Big Gun

Riot on the radio
Pictures on the TV
Invader man take what he can
Shootout on the silver screen
Sticking ’em up and knocking ’em down
Living out a fantasy
There’s a bad man cruising around
In a big black limousine
Don’t let it be wrong
Don’t let it be right
Get in his way
You’re dead in his sights

Big gun
Big gun number one
Big gun
Big gun kick the hell out of you

Terminators, Uzi makers
Shootin’ up Hollywood
Snakes alive with a .45
Setting off and doing no good
If you ain’t wise they’ll cannibalize
Tear flesh off you
Classified lady killers
Prayin’ in the human zoo (Prayin’)
They saddle you up
And take you to town
Better look out
When he come around

Big gun
Big gun number one
Big gun
Big gun kick the hell out of you

Big gun, got a hot one
Big gun, got a number one
Big gun, loaded and cocked
Big gun, hot hot hot
Got big gun, ready or not
Big gun, give it, give it a shot

Terminator, Uzi makers
Regulators, gonna get you later

Big gun kick the hell out of you

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John Legend – Penthouse Floor (feat. Chance The Rapper)

[Verse 1: John Legend]
All this trouble in this here town
All this shit going down
When will they focus, on this
Streets ride up with the TV crews
Look ma, we on the news
But they didn’t notice
Before this
They float above the city lights
Forget the truth inhale the lies
Just enjoy the show
They see us reaching for the sky
Just ignore the [?] survive

[Chorus: John Legend]
Maybe we should go
Go to the penthouse floor (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
Go to the penthouse floor (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
Let’s ride the elevator, they can’t keep us out no more
Go to the penthouse floor (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
Penthouse floor

[Verse 2: John Legend]
All that bubbly all that wine
Oh man look at the times
Didn’t they notice, notice
Only future I can see, ain’t what it used to be
And I didn’t know this, I didn’t know this
Once you’re above the city lights
Won’t want to spend another night, down there on your own
The holding on is made for us
The altitude is dangerous, but we ain’t going home

[Chorus: John Legend]
Go to the penthouse floor (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
Go to the penthouse floor (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
Let’s ride the elevator, it’s what we’ve been waiting for
Can’t keep us out no more (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)

[Verse 3: Chance The Rapper]
I heard this old joke once, it was like, uh
Knock knock, who’s there, it’s us, us who?
Just us, who dis? Just playin’
Just me, new phone, new hair, new era
I’m in the penthouse, baby
Handpicked from bad apples and bad eggs
Held back, I had to grab crab legs
And then there were only but a few
Conversations held with patience, what a party, what a view
What a dress, what a song
What a beautiful time
My folks downstairs still waiting in line
They never been in these rooms
Never stayed with these folks
Never laughed at the news, never hated these jokes
So as I fly in my suit, in a group, undercover
Forcing a new smile, he tells me another
He said "What happened to the boy that climbed up the trunk?"
Then he pushed me off the top and said "Jump, nigga jump!"

[Bridge: John Legend]
Oh don’t bring me down I need a room in the clouds
I wanna get there babe, I wanna elevate
Oh my favourite mix
A little ignorance and bliss
In the penthouse babe, go to the penthouse

[Chorus: John Legend]
Go to the penthouse floor (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
Go to the penthouse floor (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
Let’s ride the elevator, it’s what we’ve been waiting for
We’ll tear down those penthouse doors (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
Those penthouse doors
We’ll tear down the penthouse doors (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
Baby, I’m in the penthouse floor
Baby, let’s ride the elevator
Til we can rise some more
Go to the penthouse floor, penthouse floor (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)

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Gunplay – So Trill Lyrics

ons all the time, another title bout
Another win, another loss, it’s more to write about
Chain smoking on the Porsche, can’t put the lighter down
My future lookin’ like it’s sucka’ free (yup)
My new pretty Phillippino bitch is such a freak
She wanna love me, but she told me that I’m such a [peak?]
I pick her up, I knock her down, won’t see much of me

[Chorus]
Shit’s so trill sometimes
Out here in these fields sometimes
That I can’t even feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes
Shit’s so trill sometimes
Out here in these fields sometimes
That I can’t even feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes

[Verse 2]
I won’t apologize for praising dollar signs
Trying to make my commas cry, fantasizing homicides
This a blessin’ in my hood, no vest and I survived
Drum squad on the way, you know what that’s about
Paper to the ceiling, table full of villains
Choppin’ up some [?], just capers and some killings
Soldiers and lieutenants, Porches and new Benzes
Even though it seems senseless, I keep swingin’ for the fences
On a mission for the million, I don’t need me no dilemmas
Feds been watchin’ since TV’s had antennas
They tryin’ thread the needle, but them people can’t pin us
But the task force won’t stop ’til the task finished (forever)

[Chorus]
Shit’s so trill sometimes
Out here in these fields sometimes
That I can’t even feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes
Shit’s so trill sometimes
Out here in these fields sometimes
That I can’t even feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes

[Bridge]
(So trill, so trill)
I can’t feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes
Sometimes
Sometimes
(So trill, so trill)

[Chorus]
Shit’s so trill sometimes
Out here in these fields sometimes
That I can’t even feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes
Shit’s so trill sometimes
Out here in these fields sometimes
That I can’t even feel sometimes

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Dounia – Shyne

[Verse 1]
I can only watch for so long, before I get uncomfortable
The centerfold, I gotta be, pay attention, see
I’m terribly offended they’re commending mediocrity
Are we honestly praising this commodity?
You call yourself an artist, stop, don’t get me started
Stop, don’t get me started
Not much of a drinker ’cause shit keeps spillin’ out
And I can hold my liquor, but I can’t hold my mouth
I can’t hold my tonuge, it lashes when it wants
I’ll blame it on the a-a-a-a-ambiance
Blame it on the excess clouding up my lenses
Finishing my sentence
My favorite kind of vengeance is gettin’ paid
Look back at rejection, and what it made

[Chorus]
I’ma shyne on ’em, I’ma, I’ma shyne on ’em
I’ma sneak up from behind, skip the whole line on ’em
I’ma shyne on ’em, I’ma, I’ma shyne on ’em
I’ma do it like I’m tryin’, flex in due time on ’em
I’ma shyne on ’em, I’ma, I’ma shyne on ’em
I’ma sneak up from behind, skip the whole line on ’em
I might just pull a new vibe on ’em
Fuck a wave, I might pull a new tide on ’em

[Verse 2]
I’m makin’ shit that’s honest, ain’t a product for a profit
Yeah my mind ain’t on my wallet
You won’t hear it ‘less I wrote it
It’s wack then I’ll dispose it
The standard that I’ll be setting is the standard I’m upholding
No silver spoon, shit just made me golden
I see your cards and I ain’t folding
I got a million in the molding, ’cause art takes time
And money it supply peace of mind

[Chorus]
I’ma shyne on ’em, I’ma, I’ma shyne on ’em
I’ma sneak up from behind, skip the whole line on ’em
I’ma shyne on ’em, I’ma, I’ma shyne on ’em
I’ma do it like I’m tryin’, flex in due time on ’em
I’ma shyne on ’em, I’ma, I’ma shyne on ’em
I’ma sneak up from behind, skip the whole line on ’em
I might just pull a new vibe on ’em
Fuck a wave, I might pull a new tide on ’em

[Bridge]
I’ma pull a new tide on ’em
I’ma pull a new vibe on ’em
I’ma pull a new tide on ’em
Fuck a wave, I might pull a new tide on ’em

[Verse 3]
I ain’t in it for the money, I’ll get it when it’s ready
Take it back to my place, for conversation, Henny
For now I’m shooting campaigns in L.A. with some baddies
Yeah, with some baddies
Win the lotto, be a model, both funny concepts
Made my way in for some bread, yeah I finessed
Now I’m takin’ photos for some studio time
Couldn’t make it by when I worked the 9 to 5
In SoHo, with my eyes low
Closing shift got me lookin’ loco
IPhone with the glass broke
And my money barely seemed to get me back home
Yeah we gonna move to Jersey for your senior year
Quick, turn off the TV ’cause the landlord here
You still gotta take the train though, go to school in Queens
And get an education so you can live in Queens
‘Cause I ain’t got the means, your mama gettin’ tired
And when they ask what I do I honestly wanna lie
Ranking ain’t too high
Don’t end up where I am, promise me that you’ll try
I know you wanna sing, you can do that on the side
It ain’t about the money, it’s more about the pride
But I hope I make you proud still, mama
Hope I hold a Grammy up like a diploma
And when I do go to school, have my bread up
We’ve been in debt enough
We’ve been stressed enough
Been in debt enough, fuck

[Chorus]
I’ma shyne on ’em, I’ma, I’ma shyne on ’em
I’ma sneak up from behind, skip the whole line on ’em
I’ma shyne on ’em, I’ma, I’ma shyne on ’em
I’ma do it like I’m tryin’, flex in due time on ’em
I’ma shyne on ’em, I’ma, I’ma shyne on ’em
I’ma sneak up from behind, skip the whole line on ’em
I might just pull a new vibe on ’em
Fuck a wave, I might pull a new tide on ’em

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Gunplay – So Trill

[Intro]
I can’t feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes
Sometimes
Sometimes

[Verse 1]
I’m certified, fuck what you heard about
Heard about how he got murdered through the word of mouth
Robbed the wrong nigga’, might as well have murked himself
Knife to the windpipe and you could skip the shells
They paid [?]
Fighting demons all the time, another title bout
Another win, another loss, it’s more to write about
Chain smoking on the Porsche, can’t put the lighter down
My future lookin’ like it’s sucka’ free (yup)
My new pretty Phillippino bitch is such a freak
She wanna love me, but she told me that I’m such a [peak?]
I pick her up, I knock her down, won’t see much of me

[Chorus]
Shit’s so trill sometimes
Out here in these fields sometimes
That I can’t even feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes
Shit’s so trill sometimes
Out here in these fields sometimes
That I can’t even feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes

[Verse 2]
I won’t apologize for praising dollar signs
Trying to make my commas cry, fantasizing homicides
This a blessin’ in my hood, no vest and I survived
Drum squad on the way, you know what that’s about
[?] to the ceiling
Table full of villains, choppin’ up some [?]
Just capers and some killings
Soldiers and lieutenants
Porches and new Benzes
Even though it seems senseless, I keep swingin’ for the fences
On a mission for the million, I don’t need me no dilemas
Feds been watchin’ since TV’s had antennas
They tryin’ thread the needle, but them people can’t pin us
But the task force won’t stop ’til the task finished (forever)

[Chorus]
Shit’s so trill sometimes
Out here in these fields sometimes
That I can’t even feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes
Shit’s so trill sometimes
Out here in these fields sometimes
That I can’t even feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes

[Outro]
(So trill, so trill)
I can’t feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes
Sometimes
Sometimes
(So trill, so trill)

Shit’s so trill sometimes
Out here in these fields sometimes
That I can’t even feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes
Shit’s so trill sometimes
Out here in these fields sometimes
That I can’t even feel sometimes

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King Los – R.A.S (The Prelude)

[Intro]
Yo

[Chorus]
I gave my everything to niggas’ and got nothing in return
Two years of being slept on, never got my turn
Took two years off and said, "fuck it I gotta’ learn"
Sometimes I wonder why I was even fuckin’ concerned
And that’s some real ass shit (that’s some real ass shit)
I pulled niggas’ out the fire, gave ’em shit they couldn’t earn
Buncha’ shit they ain’t deserve, I shoulda’ let them niggas’ burn
That’s some real ass shit (that’s some real ass shit)
I gave my everything to niggas’ and got nothing in return
Two years of being slept on, never got my turn
That’s some real ass shit
I gave my everything to niggas’ and got nothing in return
But some suckas’ gotta’ drown, bustas’ gotta’ burn
(real ass shit)

[Verse 1]
Ooh
I ain’t the king, nigga’ how is that?
Niggas’ threw dirt on me, I brought ’em flowers back
You took the easy way out, I took the hard walk
You gotta’ take the long road to listen to God talk
Both of my brothers in prison, I seen my mother cryin’
Puff said this path get dark, that nigga’ wasn’t lying
Govern my mind and my body, my soul, my metaphysics
I’ve transcended to mentions niggas’ have yet to visit
Yes, it’s vivid, my essence exquisite, no pressure, [?], exhibits, eclectic, prolific
My sonic aesthetic is different
Your prior work is fireworks
When you ain’t shining, the thrill is gone, that’s how it works
Everybody lookin’ up at the sky
For God to work
Well I was made in the image of God, it gotta work
Let me guess, you get the work for cheap
Supply the work
Bitch I research, I cross-reference, apply the work
I got the spirit of a hurricane victim, this outta’ work
When that flood water up to you neck, its knowledge first
We gon’ see how your mind, your soul, your chakras worth
When the whole world flooded, the fuck is dollar worth?
Niggas’ talk all that hype, but I doubt it
Put life inside your body, get life out it
Put love inside your temple and find peace
Well Los, "where you find that knowledge?"
"It found me"
On God, Money, War, I prophesied it before
Now I went from your TV screen to your front door
You give niggas’ your whole soul and they want more
They ask me why I’m so hardcore

[Chorus]
I gave my everything to niggas’ and got nothing in return
Two years of being slept on, never got my turn
Took two years off and said, "fuck it I gotta’ learn"
Sometimes I wonder why I was even fuckin’ concerned
And that’s some real ass shit
I pulled niggas’ out the fire, gave ’em shit they couldn’t earn
Buncha’ shit they ain’t deserve, I shoulda’ let them niggas’ burn
That’s some real ass shit

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2Pac – Me And My Girlfriend

Sheeit, ju motherfuckin right
I’m the bitch that’s keepin it live and keepin it hot
when you punk ass niggaz don’t
Nigga Westside, WHAT! Bring it on

[Tupac]
Look for me
Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend, do one-eighty-five when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin, born as a ghetto child
Raised in this whirlwind (c’mon)
Our childhood years recall the tears heart laced with venom
Smokin sherm, drinkin malt liquor, father forgive her
Me and my girlfriend, hustlin, fell in love with the struggle
Hands on the steering wheel, blush, while she bail out bustin
Fuck em all, watch em fall screamin, automatic gunfire
exorcisin all demons
Mafias on the side, my congregation high, ready to die
We bail out to take the jail back, niggaz united
Our first date, couldn’t wait to see you naked
Touch you in every secret place, I can hardly wait
to bust freely, got you red hot, you so happy to see me
Make the frontpage primetime live on TV
Nigga my girlfriend, baby forty-five but she still live
One shot make a nigga’s heartbeat stop

[girl]
What!! I’m bustin on you punk ass niggaz *automatic gunfire*
Run nigga run! *gunfire* I’m on yo’ ass nigga! *gunfire continues*
Run nigga, duck and hide! Nigga I’m bustin all you bitches!
Run nigga, yeah! Westside! Uh uh uh! Die nigga die!

[Tupac]
My girlfriend, blacker than the darkest night
When niggaz act bitch-made she got the heart to fight
Nigga my girlfriend, though we seperated at times
I knew deep inside, baby girl would always be mine
Picked you up when you was nine, started out my life of crime
wit you, bought you some shells when you turned twenty-two
It’s true, nothin compares to the satisfaction
that I feel when we out mashin, me and my girlfriend

[Chorus: Tupac]

All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend
[repeat 2X]

[Tupac]
I was too immature
to understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days
Caused so many arguments and strays
Now I realize how to treat ya, the secret to keep ya
Bein faithful now cause now cheatin’s lethal
We closer than the hands of time, deeper than the drop of mankind
I trust you dearly, I shoot blind
In time I clock figures, droppin niggaz as we rise
We all soldiers in God’s eyes — now it’s time for war
Never leave me baby, I’m paranoid, sleepin witcha
loaded by my bedside crazy
Jealous when you hang wit the fellas, I wait patiently alone
anticipated for the moment you come home
I’m waitin by the phone this is true love, I can feel it
I’ve had a lot of women in my bed, but you the realeast
So if you ever need me call, I’ll be there through it all
You’re the reason I can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

[Chorus]

[Tupac]
I love finger fuckin you, all of a sudden I’m hearin thunder
When you bust a nut, niggaz be duckin or takin numbers
Love to watch you at a block party, beggin for drama
While unleashin on the old timers, that’s on my mama
I would trade my life for yours, behind closed doors
the only girl that I adore, everything I’m askin for
Talkin to me beggin me to just, take you around
Seventeen like Brandy you just Wanna Be Down
Talkin loud when I tell you be quiet you move the crowd
Bustin rounds, activatin a riot, that’s why I love you so
No control, down to roll, unleash
After a hit you break apart, then back to one piece
Much love to my one and only girlfriend, the world is ours
Just hold me down, baby witness the power
Never leave a nigga alone, I love you black or chrome
Turn this house into a happy home, me and my girlfriend

[Chorus 3X]

Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend, do one-eighty-five when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin, born as a ghetto child
Raised in the whirlwind — look for me
[repeat 3X]

Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend
[repeat 2X]

ME AND MY GIRLFRIEND!

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Macklemore – Intentions lyrics

Below are the complete “Intentions” lyrics by Macklemore displayed. These lyrics were added 11 hours ago.

Intentions lyrics

I wanna be sober, but I love getting high
Wanna give it a hundred percent, but I’m too afraid to try
I wanna be faithful, but love hooking up with randos
I wanna live by the law, but still think like a vandal
I wanna get exercise, but I’m too lazy to workout
I want all the finer things, but don’t wanna go to work now
I wanna go outside, take my family to the beach
I wake up in the morning, first thing I do is look at a screen, at a screen

[Pre-Chorus: Macklemore]
Wanna live freely, why isn’t it so easy?
I should read a book, but I keep watching this TV
And I know this lifestyle doesn’t really feed me
I just tune out to the voice inside that’s speaking

[Chorus: Dan Caplen]
All my little problems keep on building up and building up
All my good intentions just ain’t good enough to find the love
So I smoke until my lungs are full
Drink until I lose my cool
Apology’s my middle name and one day, I will change
But I’m okay with who I am today
I’m okay with who I, who I am today

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[Verse 2: Macklemore]
I want world piece, but I wanna watch Worldstar
I know that I should stay home and still wanna kick it where the girls are
I wanna be a feminist, but I’m still watching porno
I wanna eat healthy, but I’ma eat this Digiornos
We live on social media, read other people’s thoughts
Tweet about justice, but don’t show up to the march
I think about the earth and I think about the eco
What am I willing to sacrifice at the expense of my ego?

[Pre-Chorus: Macklemore]
Wanna live freely, why isn’t it so easy?
I should read a book, but I keep watching this TV
And I know this lifestyle doesn’t really feed me
I just tune out to the voice inside that’s speaking

[Chorus: Dan Caplen]
All my little problems keep on building up and building up
All my good intentions just ain’t good enough to find the love
So I smoke until my lungs are full
Drink until I lose my cool
Apology’s my middle name and one day, I will change
But I’m okay with who I am today
I’m okay with who I, who I am today
I’m okay with who I am today
I’m okay with who I, who I am today

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Chief Keef – How You Like Me Now (The W Mixtape)

[Chorus]
I’m actin’ brand new, how you like me now
Car got autopilot, have it drive me ’round
I take that bloody money and have it wipe me down
And if you want some smoke them folks gon’ shut you down
How you like me now
How you like me now
How you like me now
How you like me now
Them bitches laughed at me but they like me now
Blue face hunduns, how you like me now?

[Verse 1]
I’ma get a feast, you can have a seat, stuntin’ casualties
Hit LA, ’cause in Chiraq, it be hot as grease
Treat a bitch, how she like me now, told that bitch to flee
She a flee, I’m a fuckin’ beast, walk up by a creek
In the trap, what you want a P? Go come with that fee
Takin’ trips, and I’m gonna see what you’ll never see
Bitch I turned out everything that I planned to be
Ain’t no success with Plan A, then it’s Plan B
Ain’t no maybe with this gang shit, it’s a guarantee
Man these bitches all in my hair, like some Pantene
All I need is the biggest firm to defend me
Couldn’t box no fucks to give, so I left it empty

[Chorus]
I’m actin’ brand new, how you like me now
Car got autopilot, have it drive me ’round
I take that bloody money and have it wipe me down
And if you want some smoke them folks gon’ shut you down
How you like me now
How you like me now
How you like me now
How you like me now
Them bitches laughed at me but they like me now
Blue face hunduns, how you like me now?

[Verse 2]
Nigga you a dork, and I’m very important
Goin’ Randy Orton, police get behind you, that don’t mean abort
Hit the scene, hoes, bunch of green, bitch lets fill a pint
Touchdown, one for the team, that’s what they like to see
Kanye, slow down, drive slow
How you like me? I’m a dog what’s the pack code
Get my feet down, it’s so comfy
Smell some slices, in a bakery, I’m going Kimbo
Dehydrated, I need Fiji
Touch remote to the TV
Hit the arco like habibi
You see that foreign? It’s 250
Lets see who all leave the parking lot when we start pullin’ out
And this thoinky so damn loud it’s like I cannot put it out

[Chorus]
I’m actin’ brand new, how you like me now
Car got autopilot, have it drive me ’round
I take that bloody money and have it wipe me down
And if you want some smoke them folks gon’ shut you down
How you like me now
How you like me now
How you like me now
How you like me now
Them bitches laughed at me but they like me now
Blue face hunduns, how you like me now?

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Rockstar – Post Malone feat. 21 Savage lyrics

Lyrics Post Malone – Rockstar

Ayy, I’ve been f*ckin’ h**s and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta
f*ckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-taaaa.

Ayy, ayy, switch my whip, came back in black
I’m startin’ sayin’, “Rest in peace to Bon Scott”
Ayy, close that door, we blowin’ smoke
She ask me light a fire like I’m Morrison
Ayy, act a fool on stage
Prolly leave my f*ckin’ show in a cop car
Ayy, s**t was legendary
Threw a TV out the window of the Montage
Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin’, don’t give a damn
Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in
Sayin’, “I’m with the band” versuri-lyrisc.info
Ayy, ayy, now she actin’ outta pocket
Tryna grab up on my pants
Hundred b*tches in my trailer say they ain’t got a man
And they all brought a friend
Yeah, ayyy.

Ayy, ayy, I’ve been f*ckin’ h**s and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta
f*ckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta.

I’ve been in the Hills f*ckin’ superstars
Feelin’ like a popstar (21, 21, 21)
Drankin’ Henny, bad b*tches jumpin’ in the pool
And they ain’t got on no bra (bra)
Hit her from the back, pullin’ on her tracks
And now she screamin’ out, “no más” (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They like “Savage, why you got a 12 car garage and you only got 6 cars?” (21)
I ain’t with the cakin’, how you kiss that? (kiss that?)
Your wifey say I’m lookin’ like a whole snack (big snack)
Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks (old racks)
L.A. b*tches always askin’, “Where the coke at?” (21, 21)
Livin’ like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car
Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard
I done made the hot chart, ‘member I used to trap hard
Livin’ like a rockstar, I’m livin’ like a rockstar.

Ayy, I’ve been f*ckin’ h**s and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
f*ckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta.

Star, star, rockstar
Rockstar
Feel just like aaaa…
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Post Malone – Rockstar (feat. 21 Savage)

[Intro]
Hahahahaha
Tank God Beats

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Ayy, I’ve been fuckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta
Fuckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)

[Verse 1: Post Malone]
Ayy, ayy, switch my whip, came back in black
I’m startin’ sayin’, "Rest in peace to Bon Scott"
Ayy, close that door, we blowin’ smoke
She ask me light a fire like I’m Morrison
Ayy, act a fool on stage
Prolly leave my fuckin’ show in a cop car
Ayy, shit was legendary
Threw a TV out the window of the Montage
Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin’, don’t give a damn
Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in
Sayin’, "I’m with the band"
Ayy, ayy, now she actin’ outta pocket
Tryna grab up on my pants
Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain’t got a man
And they all brought a friend
Yeah, ayy

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Ayy, ayy, I’ve been fuckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta
Fuckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
I’ve been in the Hills fuckin’ superstars
Feelin’ like a popstar (21, 21, 21)
Drankin’ Henny, bad bitches jumpin’ in the pool
And they ain’t got on no bra (bra)
Hit her from the back, pullin’ on her tracks
And now she screamin’ out, "No mas" (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They like, "Savage, why you got a 12 car garage
And you only got 6 cars?" (21)
I ain’t with the cakin’, how you kiss that? (kiss that?)
Your wifey say I’m lookin’ like a whole snack (big snack)
Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks (old racks)
L.A. bitches always askin’ "Where the coke at?"
Livin’ like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car
Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard
I done made the hot chart, ‘member I used to trap hard
Livin’ like a rockstar, I’m livin’ like a rockstar

[Chorus: Post Malone & 21 Savage]
Ayy, I’ve been fuckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)

[Outro: Post Malone]
Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star
Rockstar
Rockstar, feel just like a rock…
Rockstar
Rockstar
Rockstar
Feel just like a…

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Post Malone – Rockstar lyrics

The complete Rockstar lyrics by Post Malone.

Rockstar lyrics

Hahahahaha
Tank God Beats

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Ayy, I’ve been fuckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta
Fuckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)

[Verse 1: Post Malone]
Ayy, ayy, switch my whip, came back in black
I’m startin’ sayin’, “Rest in peace to Bon Scott”
Ayy, close that door, we blowin’ smoke
She ask me light a fire like I’m Morrison
Ayy, act a fool on stage
Prolly leave my fuckin’ show in a cop car
Ayy, shit was legendary
Threw a TV out the window of the Montage
Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin’, don’t give a damn
Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in
Sayin’ “I’m with the band”
Ayy, ayy, now she actin’ outta pocket
Tryna grab up on my pants
Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain’t got a man
And they all brought a friend
Yeah, ayy

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[Chorus: Post Malone]
Ayy, ayy, I’ve been fuckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta
Fuckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
I’ve been in the Hills fuckin’ superstars
Feelin’ like a popstar (21, 21, 21)
Drankin’ Henny, bad bitches jumpin’ in the pool
And they ain’t got on no bra (bra)
Hit her from the back, pullin’ on her tracks
And now she screamin’ out “no mas” (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They like “Savage, why you got a 12 car garage
And you only got 6 cars?” (21)
I ain’t with the cakin’, how you kiss that? (kiss that?)
Your wifey say I’m lookin’ like a whole snack (big snack)
Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks (old racks)
L.A. bitches always askin’ “Where the coke at?” (21, 21)
Livin’ like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car
Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard
I done made the hot chart, ‘member I used to trap hard
Livin’ like a rockstar, I’m livin’ like a rockstar

[Chorus: Post Malone & 21 Savage]
Ayy, I’ve been fuckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (grrra-ta-ta-ta)

[Outro: Post Malone]
Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star
Rockstar
Rockstar, feel just like a rock…
Rockstar
Rockstar
Rockstar
Feel just like a…

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Loyle Carner – Sun Of Jean (feat. Mum & Dad)

[Verse 1: Loyle Carner]
Ay, we just supported Nas
Whose world is this? Bruv, of course it’s ours
Saying I ain’t been the same since I caught the scars
They don’t fade, I ain’t ashamed, watch us fall from Mars
‘Cause it’s the fallen parts and all the dust settles
And we all call on ours fast as we pluck petals
Uh, we let the love pour into our brain
Another day doing more to maintain
Saying finally those tears in my mother’s eyes
Tears from the other side
Tears of joy, her little boy’s got his mother’s pride
You don’t know nothing ’bout the rain ’til you come inside
And watch it trickle past the pane as the summer rise
‘Cause ain’t no love inside my heart
Uh, except for my mother and my diehards
I stay firm, little brother keeps my mind sharp
If I lost yours, come and find ours

[Chorus]
I’ve got pleasures
Becoming pressures
They make me want to drift away
They make me want to drift away

[Verse 2: Loyle Carner]
I wasn’t running from the beast, I was running from myself
Running out of street, she was worried ’bout my health
Wasn’t worried it was beef, wasn’t worried it was girls
She was worried it was me and my mother couldn’t tell
Something bigger than the world
Ay, for me and Ryan
Ay, now he could see that I’ve been crying
Tell a little lie and say there’s something in my eye
And from the second he could see that I’ve been lying
He would think I wasn’t trying
Telling him, look, honestly, I’m dying
To be the bigger man, the one that you’re relying
On, I keep it strong, so I tell another lie
‘Cause it’s the only way to keep me from denying
So I tell him, brother, listen, listen, when the sun don’t glisten
All the days turn grey and the love goes missing
Hate won’t fade and the front row hissing
You’re the only one who keeps my heart wishing

[Chorus]
I’ve got pleasures
Becoming pressures
They make me want to drift away
They make me want to drift away
I’ve got pleasures
Becoming pressures
They make me want to drift away
They make me want to drift away

[Bridge: Loyle Carner]
Call me the son of Jean, my little submarine
Me and my mother, there ain’t nothing that can come between
Call me the son of Jean, my little submarine
Me and my mother, there ain’t nothing that can come between
‘Cause I’m the son of Jean

[Verse 3: Loyle Carner]
Uh, but she said that it ain’t me without ADHD
88 keys, I was turning eighteen
She would stay and say please with a face that say cheese
Always trynz make peace like a plate of baked beans
That was me and my bean
That was me and my Jean
That was me and my Jean

[Verse 4: Jean Coyle-Larner]
He was a scribble of a boy, all hair and mischief
A two-foot tale of trouble, rhe bee’s knees
A cartwheeling chatterbox of tricks, completely fearless
I had to carry a first aid kit, my band-aid boy
I had my heart in my mouth wherever we went
He’d do backflips into the pool when he was tiny
And the lifeguards would get all stressed out
He was a proper Mowgli, he embraced everything
Took things apart to see what made them tick
Such busy fingers
He would empty sugar packets onto the tables
In restaurants to draw pictures in
He used to draw on anything
Fantastical creatures with ferocious fangs
And now he draws with words
And I find lyrics on my till receipts and bills
He was never still and barely slept, so neither did I
I could never understand how he could watch TV
Upside down while kicking a ball
His eyes shone with wonder
Music flowed through him like a current
He’d upend a stool to use as a microphone
Singing away for his grandparents
He turned the world upside down and we’re richer for it
He was and is a complete joy
The world is his, that scribble of a boy

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Chamillionaire – In The Trunk Lyrics

CHAMILLIONAIRE
In The Trunk Lyrics

[Intro]
This, is, the-the sound of revenge [repeat 2X]
You in the presence of the finest
Chamillitary mayne! This for the streets
Let’s give ’em somethin they can bump (innnn the trunk)
At this point you should be turnin your speakers up
Turn your speakers up – Chamillionaire man!
Let it bump, it’s a southern thing
Ha ha, Chamillitary mayne! (innnn the trunk)

[Verse 1]
I heard somebody say that the South ain’t got no lyricists
Well ‘bang bang’ at the game like everyone down here is pissed
You lookin for the truth then look no further, here it is
Turn it up a notch so they can not say they not hearin this
They say Chamill is sick, click click, here’s a clip
‘Bang bang’ at the rap game to make your spirits lift
And it seems to me the industry is all on Jigga’s dick
Who? You, you, you, and you nigga – pick a click
Universal sent me to bring some realness to the industry
Got here, then I realized that ain’t nobody real but me
Okay, a couple niggaz but none of ’em real as me
Tell your favorite rapper he should diss me if he disagree
I bet I’m actin like your favorite rapper isn’t me
Tell your second favorite whose the best and show ’em a picture of me
He’d have to take me out to prove that he’s as sick as me
So me verse me, the only battle that y’all gonna get to see
I’m plainly sayin what I’m sayin to make these haters mad
Perpetratin hatin ass, see me ridin candy slab
Disbelieve his ass, how many vehicles can he have?
I be losin count myself and I ain’t even that bad at math
That’s how we do it in Texas, poppin trunk and grippin wood
We reply to threats (how?) Nigga, I wish you would
You can keep on talking, but that’s only if you could
Gotta turn my speakers up, can you hear ’em now? (No) Good!

[Chorus]
Ain’t runnin from a thang, cause I ain’t never been a punk
Drama ain’t a thang, cause I can bring it if they want
I’ma let it bang, so they can feel it in the (innnn the trunk)
You bout it wit’cha game, decide your rep and throw it up
What you tryin to drank, cause I’ma bout to get you drunk
Keep it pimpin mayne, so they can feel it in the (innnn the trunk)

[Verse 2]
This for the street niggaz knowin they gotta pee in a cup
Know your peace officer tossin ya when he see the results
This for the G’s, hate is what you see in the scope
Gauge gonna get sprayed like it’s Raid when you see him approach
Tell you ahead of time, solo I can handle mine
You ain’t too smart but play the part like you a pantomime
But you don’t have a nine, I’ll show you I hammer mine
Time to make you do the Running Man like it’s Hammer Time
Shout out to the west and all my gangstas pack heat up
Actin up and pack enough heat to make you back it up
The hoes back it up, soon as they hear the back of the trunk
Now I’ma stock like New York slang (What you mean?) That’s what;s up
Money stack it up when they feel they have enough
Get the chips and add ’em up, then she givin that to us
Don’t put all that in cuffs, treat your money like a slut
Niggaz better share, hell yeah, cause I just wanna cut
A hater gettin cut, someone gon’ get hurt (hurt)
Especially if you met me and was disrespect turf (turf)
(Houston, Texas) I’m the worst, ice looking like sherbert
Bouncin off my chest, you’re starin at it like a pervert
Mixtape god, don’t hate me, go to church first (why?)
Might as well since all the rappers wearin church shirts
Better think ahead of time, call yourself a nurse (nurse!)
Diss me in your second and you won’t get to finish your third verse

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
You in the presence of the finest
The game is full of fakes, all these rappin niggaz front (front)
_Controversy Sells_, the industry givin ’em what they want (want)
See he ain’t gangsta as he say, that’s why they dress ’em up
Get a vest, a plastic gun and go pull a publicity stunt
Hoe act like she slow, don’t know that I’m rich
And ignore the handles missing from the do’s of my whip
But then she saw me on TV and told me pause for a flick
(What you tell her?) You can “106 & Park” on my dick (on my dick)
Can’t speak about Texas and not mention me
Cause the world gon’ have to see the truth come out eventually
I’ll rip any gimmick rapper out from A to Z
934-829 to the 2 if you still disagree
We never marry a hoe, what I’ma marry you fo’
I’m too busy tearin my shows up and getting married to dough (dough)
Grave dig a nigga, (Whatchu mean?) I bury a flow
Run, go get your city, come back and then I’ma bury your area code

[Chorus]

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Agents Of Chaos – Words Of A Song Lyrics

AGENTS OF CHAOS
Words Of A Song Lyrics

Switch on the TV, look at the screen
Money for a Rolls or a washing machine
I pay my money and I pay my rent
But every day it’s always spent
Maybe it starts to be the same
Look out the window and it starts to rain
Someone is saying “it’s time to die”
Send us some money and I’ll tell you why
I’ll tell you why
Broken cars in the street
Do you really want to eat?
Do you need all these things that you see on the screen?
I drive my car when i go home
It’s hidden somewhere in the words of a song
I pay my stamps and I pay my tax
But it’s not working and that’s a fact