sorry for the lack of lyrics

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“Dans leurs bonjours, il y a des cactus
 Dans leurs cactus, il y a des cactus!”

What I’m Proudest Of

MASTERLIST

Pairing: Lin-Manuel x Reader

Summary: You were his Eliza.

Note: (uses super vague summary so you have to go into this disaster fic BLIND) So, essentially I’m a monster and this is the outcome to that but @letsgiggletogether ENCOURAGED IT SO BLAME HER TOO.

Word Count: 4,247 (distant screaming)

TRY NOT TO HATE ME TOO MUCH

2 years before

“Babe, have you seen my journal?”

“Lin, I can see at least five journals from where I’m standing and three of them are definitely yours,” you snorted as you watched him scurry around the apartment.

“Okay, fair enough,” he said. “But like, I need it.”

“It’s the Eliza one, isn’t it?” you asked knowingly.

“Maybe,” he looked at you sheepishly.

“Last I saw it was in the pantry, god knows why,” you laughed.

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anonymous asked:

Woman is like the whole Louis "denying" Larry. It's written in a psychological way to make people think it was written about his ex-girl, when really it's actually the other way around. If you dig deeper, and actually listen to the lyrics, you can 100% see that. "I'm selfish, I know / but I don't ever want to see you with him" and "I hope you can see the shape that I'm in / when he's touching your skin" and "you're making me bleed" and, not to mention, "you flower, you feast" and Bukowski's +

Anonymous said to shadyshit91:“Old Man, Dead in a Room” poem. He’s literally crying out because he hates the feeling of someone touching the person this song was written about. And, sorry, but he hasn’t had many “girlfriends”. Especially ones that’ve lasted long enough for him to feel like he’s dying when someone else is touching them. Anyways, the point of this was: louis saying “genuinely, seriously think we’re in a relationship” and not denying it. And Harry’s lyrics that make you think it’s about a woman, when in +

Anonymous said to shadyshit91:It’s actually about not wanting the woman to touch the male “character”, per se. Do you get me? The whole pattern of that? Louis’ not denying by wording it in a certain way and Harry’s lyrics “tricking” people (for lack of better words) by wording it a certain way.

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anonymous asked:

since u asked to send asks: can u please do a libs related bisexuality masterpost? I know it can be a lot of work but if u want to do it for the distraction u could talk about gay lyrics and quotes and etc from all libs related bands and ppl. I live for stuff like this and the libs are such a gay band I feel like it would make for an amazing post

WELL i can try my best but i think it’s going to be just a list of bi moments, without much commentary or anything but here we go!

the libertines: a bi masterpost

some quotes:

some pictures:

(that’s a gay shirt…a gay look…im just sayin)

(”to my darling pete”, “love wolfe”)

(retweeted by carl)

(”the man i love by me betrayed”)

(i’m aware this is just a bunch of carl pics but like!!! fragility of openness is the gayest thing in the world)

(since u said libs related people, i’m also adding the edie kiss!)

(quick kiss!!)

(the famous stan/carl kiss)

(something happenin there!!)

(the iconic gay etc, which he deleted the next day)

some lyrics:

  • “And all those nights you were so wrong/I would hold you for so long and say you’re not so bad” an additional verse from likely lads
  • “Well I remember your eyes that unique shade of blue/These brown eyes of mine, they stay closed” pete’s version of france which is…most likely about carl
  • “She almost spilled her lager/Toasting girls of great beauty” a gay lyric….since the girl in question was toasting girls of great beauty
  • the entire song ‘you’re my waterloo’ in general but especially that version pete dedicated to carl (”Doherty dedicated “You’re My Waterloo” to Barat at a solo concert at the Brixton Mass on June 17, 2008″)
  • lbr most of their songs are about each other

I was almost asleep and I woke up in a panic to record this-

A Boy From Cuba (in the tune of Hallelujah)

I know what you dont want me to know
I get it I do,
And truth be told
You dont really care for my jokes,
Do ya?

I try and I try to lighten the mood
And somehow yet, I end up the fool
Useless, just a boy from cuba
A boy from Cuba


Sorry for lack of music this was literally last minute- might even finish it one day

Voltron Characters as lyrics from Falsettos
  • Pidge: I don't lead the life of a normal child, 'cause I'm too smart for my own good, and I'm too good for my sorry little life.
  • Lance: But I can't help but feeling I've failed. Let's be scared together, let's pretend that nothing is awful.
  • Keith: We don't have the answers, and life can be grim, it life's not all about him, and that things rarely go according to plan. Tell him things happen for no damn good reason, and his lack of control kills what's best in his soul.
  • Hunk: Holding to the ground as the ground keeps shifting. Trying to keep sane as the rules keep changing. Keeping up my head as my heart falls out of sight. Everything will be alright.
  • Shiro: I'm breaking down, I'll soon redecorate these stalls, I'd like some padding on the walls, and also pills. I wanna sleep. Sure things will probably worsen, but it's not like I'm some healthy person.
  • Allura: Lovely. I must make things lovely. Put everything in it's place. Ready for the band. Cheers. And are things lovely? I feel more helpless than I have in years.
  • Coran: No one's screaming at you! So you feel alright for about 10 minutes, if you feel alright for 10 minutes feel alright for 20 minutes, feel alright for 40 minutes! Drop it and smile!
  • Zarkon: I want it all. I want it all. I want it. I want it all.
  • Lotor: My father's snide. He's morbid and dissatisfied.
  • Haggar: Something bad is happening. Something very bad is happening.
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It’s like catching lightning the chances of finding someone like you
It’s one in a million, the chances of feeling the way we do

Boueibu Shipping Week, Day 6

“Can I have this dance”

I listened to this song, read the lyrics and I could only think “wedding”, I’m sorry XD. I also have to apologize for the lack of Akoya in a dress, for whatever reason, when I started to craft the idea, I pictured him in a suit idk why tho, brain, it is basically canon that he would rock a dress. Oh well, guess I’ll have to do a proper wedding pic at some point.

I’m upset that Valentina had this terrible goodbye bc i think she is very talented and nice BUT:

IT WAS HER FAULT AND HER FAULT ONLY. Its wasnt rigga morris. She didnt prepared herself on the challenge, her look wasnt what was asked for the challenge (it was beautiful tho), she didnt know the lyrics, she kept her mask on, she didnt do anything to compesate the fact she didnt know the lyrics… I mean is all facts. 

Nina doesnt deserve hate bc of that, neither does Alexis,. The fandom needs to recognize that she fucked up. Is sad that she went home for a single bad week but it is what it is.

Also is very ironic how some fans loooooved to use the fact that Valentina “did drag for only ten months” (allegedly) to get on a fucking high horse and throw shade on other queens, when she got eliminated bc of her lack of experience on dealing with sticky situations. I feel sorry for her but i dont feel sorry for the fans who did that shit, especially if there’s people attacking Nina right now. 

The Prettiest

Originally posted by infiredbyshinee-shiningyoongi

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Park Jimin

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: -

Word Count: 993

Summary: Inspired by this post

// (I’m very new at this I’m so sorry if it sucks)

AO3

The bass was blaring into Yoongi’s ears as he tried so desperately to figure out what his recording lacked. Taehyung’s falsettos were all in the right places, intertwining with Jin’s high notes. Namjoon’s narration and lyrics were in time with the beat, Hoseok’s rap as well. Yoongi had just added Jungkook’s harmony to Jimin’s second chorus to see if it would work when Hoseok tapped his shoulder.
 
“What do you want” Yoongi uttered, his face unsmiling due to the frustrations he was experiencing with his work.
 
“Hyung, it’s a quarter past midnight,” Hoseok told him, leaning his shoulder against the open door frame behind him “Come home and eat something.”
 
Yoongi was debating whether to tell Hoseok to fuck off, or give him five more minutes before the younger spoke again.
 
“Jimin’s getting fussy and worried.”
 
Yoongi threw his head backward, closing his eyes to shut out the insipidity of the white fluorescent lights. Heaving a sigh, he straightened up and saved his progress, if he could call it that. Lazily packing his notebooks back into the small bag he brought and throwing on his coat, Yoongi finally turned to Hoseok, who had his arms crossed and his head leaning onto the doorframe with his shoulder. He smiled at Yoongi.
 
“Shut up.”

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anonymous asked:

OoooooOooHh I love your character analysis, I'd love to see what you have to say about Lai Guanlin

HEY! Thank you!!! hmm lai guanlin is an interesting choice indeed (im beginning to feel more and more like professor trelawney)

  • guanlin is a wee bit more mature than other boys his age, on this show. he definitely came to the show as a little baby chick like yoo seonho and at that point, i think guanlin was the one who lacked skills in terms of dance and singing.

  • but overtime, i realised that this boy knows what he is doing picking an idol profession you know? more than his rap style or skill, i think its imperative to look at his lyrics and even if they’re not metaphorical gems (like say jonghyun) they do make up for the lack of it, in sincerity. in that, he wins over most of the rappers on the show (also, it probably helps that he’s got a voice like it’s a probing machine for petroleum - hella deep)

  • he’s a bit slow in the head this boy :’’) like the way his mind works reminds me of  slow amble like a huge giraffe who’s just learning to walk and realising there is a world beneath its feet lol im sorry im making such comparisons but its accurate think about it. he took his time to his role in the show seriously and his desperation to debut isnt as driven by greed as a few on this show. its a very “i just want to do this very badly because i honestly dont know what else i can do with myself” sort of desperation and i do think thats one of the purest forms of greed for a profession.

  • thankfully, guanlin puts in the effort that is demanded of him. he’s got an unshakeable will, this boy. it’s not very overpowering, its just persistent. guanlin is always the one making steady progress. if you compare him with guanlin in the first episode, the change is obvious. but you can see he is working on it (another reason i think he’s ok to debut even if he’s a bit inexperienced. he’s got the drive to keep working hard)

  • as for the negatives, i think he is a bit slow or dimwitted. dont think the boy would be capable of being shrewd or saying no to someone when they ask for help. you see how this can land him in tough situations right??

  • this is something we learnt in face reading (yes i do that too lol) but the way his eyes are so huge with too much white in them, shows that he has high chances of succumbing to depression or suicidal thoughts. so if i were him, i’d put in more effort into keeping myself happy (i see the same for bae jinyoung. im honestly surprised he’s alive everyday because he looked direly sad in the first ep)

  • though his work ethic is pretty mature, emotionally he is still quite young. impressed easily and inspired easily. but isnt that such a wonderful age to live in?

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Stop Whining (Joshua Fluff)

Request;

Hi!! Can you do a Jisoo scenario were he confesses to you?? Super fluffy pleasee!

A/N;

Sorry for the wait, I’m just so busy with school work. Also sorry for the lack of updates on our blog. Also it’s not necessarily him confessing, but you aren’t either. It’s odd idk, anyways enjoy!

-Admin A

Word Count: 1000+

Genre: Fluff

“Jeonghan.” You whined

“What is it (y/n)?” He was currently going over some of the lyrics Woozi wrote for the new comeback.

“Why is it so hard to get a boyfriend?” Your voice had a slight undertone of a whine.

“Oh, well I mean you never really put yourself out there.” He was calm as he flipped through the pages of lyrics. Somehow he managed to multitask so well. Maybe it had something to do with the fact he is the mom of the group. Or maybe it’s because he is just that gifted.

“But it’s so hard to do that.” Your voice sounded a little whinier this time.

“Stop your whining then if you’re not going to try to get a boyfriend.” He was right. Blatantly honest, but right. You shouldn’t complain about being single if you weren’t going to try to date. In a way you wish you didn’t have to put yourself out there. You wished people would just come to you.

“Thanks Jeonghan.”

“You’re welcome (y/n).” He was intently focused on his work and you didn’t want to bother him much more. Exiting the room, you made sure to close the door quietly, so you wouldn’t break Jeonghan’s trance. It really didn’t matter if you closed it quietly or not, Seungkwan was “singing” with his ever so beautiful voice. Hoshi and Dokyeom were doing some interesting dances. Then all the others were just lying on the floor, being productive as ever. It really seemed like a normal day in the life of Seventeen. Looking around the room you didn’t see Jisoo. You sighed a little. Your real problem was that you thought, no you knew you would never be able to get with your crush. There were so many reasons too. Jisoo was always working, and being an idol didn’t really give you the room to date.

Every time Jisoo smiled you felt flutters in your heart. His laugh just made you smile like a ninny too. To you, he was absolute perfection. No one looked better than him. You couldn’t think of any other person you wanted to date.

“(Y/N)!” Your trance ended as you heard Seungkwan yell.

“Yes?”

“Could you call Jisoo? He needs to get here for practice. We’re all waiting for him.”

“Well it doesn’t really look like you guys are actually practicing.”

“This is how we practice! You know this!” You rolled your eyes.

“Alright, I’ll call him.”

Leaving the room, since it was so loud in there, you slowly dialed Jisoo. You oddly felt nervous. You wanted to punch yourself for feeling that way.

“H-hey (y/n).” His voice sounded nervous, but why?

“Hey Jisoo, the boys wanted me to tell you to get to practice, specifically-“ He cut you off.

“Seungkwan, I know. Tell him I’ll be there soon. Thanks (y/n).” He hung up the phone cutting off your goodbye. What was it today; he’s normally so calm and kind. He just seems off. It’s really throwing you off. Why would he act so blunt and in a rush? He must be stressed with all the work he’s doing. Shrugging it off, you reentered the room with the twelve others.

“Where is he?” Hoshi said as he stuffed his mouth with some kind of treat.

“On his way.” You lightly squeezed your phone. As much as you wanted to ignore how Jisoo was acting you couldn’t forget the sound of his voice. He just sounded, so, tense. You watched as Jun and Minghao went over the choreography one more time, before they showed everyone one else it. Jisoo arrived extremely quickly, he must have literally sprinted.

“Gosh Jisoo what took so long?!” Seungkwan spoke.

“I. Ran. Here.” He was still panting. He was slightly bent over as he attempted to catch his breath.

“What matters is that he’s here now.” Seungcheol said, his authority loomed over everyone, they all were chuckling a little bit.

“Anyways, let’s start. Play my music.” The performance unit lined up and began to show everyone the dance. You decided to stay and watch since you had nothing better to do. Watching them practice always led to your entertainment. All of them having their own sense of humor, Seungkwans sassiness being your favorite, led to you being out of breath.

“No Jisoo, like this.” Dino then began to lead him through the movement until he got it.

“Like this?” He then preformed the move. As he spun he looked at you and winked. You felt yourself becoming red. Obviously he was going to tease you. He always did. You covered your face and looked down at your phone, trying to hide your cheeks. As you felt your cheeks go back to normal you looked back up. Staring at Jisoo, you began to daydream. You always ended up daydreaming about him; he was pretty much your ideal type.

You jumped as you felt a tap on your shoulder.

“You’re staring again (y/n).” Jeonghan whispered to you.

“Th-thanks Jeonghan.” Jeonghan was the only one who knew about your crush. He was the only one who really paid attention to you. Well he noticed one day when you and the vocal unit were in the same room. He caught you staring at Jisoo and smiling. He confronted you afterwards, and of course, he was right.

“You know you could always talk to him?” Jeonghan gave you his motherly you know I’m right look.

“I could…” He cut you off.

“But of course you won’t.” You paused; feeling slightly ashamed of yourself.

“Yeah…” He patted your shoulder lovingly, and walked off with the others.

You sighed as you stood up, leaving to go join the others. However before you could walk out you felt something touch your hand. You jumped and yanked your hand away, squealing a little too.

“S-sorry (y/n).”

“It’s fine Jisoo, you just startled me.” He chuckled a little. You began to realize he was in the room the entire time you were talking to Jeonghan.

“Y-you heard my conversation between Jeonghan didn’t you?” You dropped your head, not wanting him to see your embarrassment.

“I did.”

“I didn’t want things to be awkward between us, can you for-“

“(Y/N) you’re cute when you’re embarrassed.” He placed his hand on your shoulder. You looked up and saw him smiling.

“Jisoo.” You whined.

“What? I’m just being honest.” You whined again; feeling yourself become redder by the second.

“Ah, are you always this whiney?” He was teasing you, why was he doing this? That was a dumb question you knew the answer to.

“I like you answer, and you’ve made it clear you like me too.”

“Yeah” You spoke softly.

“No need to be shy (y/n).” He pulled you into an embrace.

“Alright.”

“Are you still embarrassed?”

“Yeah.” He laughed.

“How long have you liked me (y/n)?”

“Few months.”

“How many months?” He was so sweet, but such a tease.

“Maybe four…” You mumbled.

“Cute.” You whined. He then kissed you on the forehead.

“You’re so cute…jagi.”

-Admin A

Wait (Dok2)

Anonymous asked: Hiya! If requests are open, can I request a Dok2 scenario where you are a producer on SMTM and he’s really into you but he doesn’t know how to approach you because you have such a cold demeanor and you’re quite a bit taller and allegedly really harsh and all? Sorry if this is too specific, and thank you in advanced!

Originally posted by street-crush

    You watched, straight-faced, as yet another teenager stumbled, utterly devoid of confidence, through a couple lines of words before forgetting where he was. He looked at you, face filled with embarrassment. “Thanks,” you said, your grip on the necklace not shifting at all, and moved on to the next candidate, trying to ignore the boy’s crestfallen expression. The next one had a bit more talent and his lyrics were decent, but he was lacking something. “Thanks,” you said, cutting him off after his fourth bar or so.

    “What?” he asked, sounding affronted, as you turned to walk away.  

    “I said ‘thanks.’” You said. “It means you didn’t pass.”

    “But why?” he said, his brow creasing with anger. “I did good! Let me show you another verse or-”

    “Sorry, I think you’d better leave now,” you said, your voice rising slightly. A hush fell around you and as the guy started to rant at you again. You looked around, bored, slightly surprised to see even the Illionaire team, who was sorting through contestants on the other side of the room, was paying attention. Or at least, Joon-kyung was. Finally you shook your head and walked away, not looking back. The guy’s shouts followed you to the next contestants, but soon you couldn’t hear him any longer.

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When Lightning Strikes Chapter 1 - Supply Closet

A/N: New fan fic author. I am obsessed with the Flash, Arrow, Supergirl, and Gotham. This is been something I’ve been playing around with for a while. I hope you like it.

Word Count: 1,115

Chapter 2 - …and four days

Chapter 3 - Going Home

Chapter 4 - Training and the Truth

Chapter 5 - Adulting and Alcohol

I couldn’t help but notice the way he looked at her. The way he always looked at her. He loved her. Iris didn’t even notice the way his heart ached every time she walked into a room. But I did. I noticed because I was feeling that same ache in the center of my chest. It swelled up inside me knowing the man I loved, loved someone else. She flounced into the room smiling, as I sat at my desk in the lab hiding behind my computer screen. “Barry, come on, that atom smasher thingy is about to start,” particle accelerator, I thought at the same time as Barry said the same thing. “Whatever,” she waved, “let’s get going.”

“I can’t. Joe needs me here and I’ve got some tests to run,” Barry sighed. Barry was helping Detective West with a case. We normally worked on cases for the whole department but he was always working with West. Probably because he was like a stand in father for him, but it often left me with more cases, more work, and less time for myself.

“Oh come on Barry you’ve been looking forward to this for your whole life!”

“I know but I’ve got work to do, and Joe will kill me if I just leave,” Barry explained as she rolled her eyes and stole his fries, “Hey!” The flirty looks they were shooting each other was too much for me to handle. It made me sick to my stomach, watching her string him along.

“Barry, I’m gonna step out for a bit,” I yelled not waiting for a response and rushed out of the room trying to hold in my emotions. Detective West was glancing down at a case file headed toward me. And before he could look up I ducked into the supply closet holding my breath. As I pulled the door behind me quietly I let out a large gasp of air. 

It’s like my chest was growing tight and all the oxygen was escaping my body. My hands were shaking as I swallowed a lump in my throat. And I was now at the tipping point of hyper-ventilating.

“Come on, pull yourself together. So he’s in love with Iris, big deal. Get over it! You have a job to do. Okay, breathe.” taking a deep breath I composed myself, “He doesn’t love you. And one sided love it torture so let… it… go.”

I took one more breath and built up the courage to leave my supply closet safe haven. The door opened and as I stepped out I ran smack into Barry.

“Whoa, Lola. I’m sor- uh, what were you doing in the supply closet?” he pointed to the door and looked at me head tilted.

“Oh uh, just needed to get a new file,” I said reaching for the shelf and pulling one out, “Well, see ya.” With a small wave I started heading back to the lab.

“Wait, Lola,” Iris called grabbing my wrist, “You like all of this science stuff too? You want to come see the particle whatever with us?” Do I want to see it? Yes. With the two of you? No.

“Um, you know I have a lot of cases to catch up on. Maybe if I finish I’ll meet you later?”

“You sure?” Barry asked with somewhat of a confused expression. He knew how much I loved what Harrison Wells was doing down at STAR Labs.

“Yep,” I said with smile and an emphasis on the p. “Have fun though!” I smiled and then spun around and rushed to the lab.

“That was weird,” I heard Iris whisper and heard Barry agree.

Great. Just great. Now I’m the antisocial workaholic weirdo.

As the hours passed I made my way through the mound of evidence waiting to be processed. Throwing myself into my work was the only thing that helped me deal with my stress. And you think I would know better by now. 

After transferring to Central City a year ago I thought I’d never have any friends let alone meet someone. And while I’m still somewhat lacking in the friends department I have somehow fallen hopelessly in love with a guy who seems like my other half. But I couldn’t think about that anymore. Especially when it was clear that Barry loved Iris.

To help distract myself I blared my music through my earbuds. Allowing the lyrics to drown out the racing thoughts in my head. And in the past three hours I ran test after test on DNA samples, soil collections, weapons, and more. Then I felt something tug on my earbud cord that made me squeal.

“Lola, it’s just me. Sorry I didn’t mean to scare you,” his crooked smile warmed my heart.

“Yeah I’m fine sorry. Just stressed,” I gave a small smile as I turned back to my computer with facial recognition running rapidly.

“Yeah I noticed,” crap, “What were you really doing in the supply closet? I know it was not to get a file, there’s a stack of new files right next to your desk.”

“Nothing, I just needed a break,” he grabbed the arm of my chair and turned me to face him. As he stared me down I tried to remain nonchalant. 

“Has anyone ever told you, you’re not a very good liar?” he raised his brow, green eyes searching my own.

“I’m not lying. Now don’t you have some cases to get to?” For another second he searched my face before giving up. 

“Fine,” he pushed away, splashing in the puddles from the leaking roof. 

“How was watching the particle accelerator?” I asked “Did you see Harrison Wells?”

“Yeah it was great, he gave a speech, but then someone tried to snatch Iris’ purse so we didn’t get to stay long. You should’ve come,” he looked at me. His eyes drew me out of my seat.

“But then the Captain would’ve killed both of us. Someone has to keep this CSI team afloat,” I joked nudging his arm.

“Hey, I work,” he laughed.

“Yeah for Joe,” l laughed stepping closer to him, both of us standing in the puddle on the floor, drops of water pooling on my shoulder. 

“Okay so you have a point,” and I nodded to him with a wide grin just as we heard a loud noise, “What was that?” Barry asked.

“I-I- don’t know,” and just as the words escaped my lips a bolt of lightning crashed through the glass windows, shattering them, and striking both Barry and myself. Electricity coursing through my veins, and heating my insides until the moment I hit the floor and lost consciousness.

A’ight here’s a long ass scenario that turned out a little too angsty than I imagined. Changed a bit of the Solo lyrics to fit with the plot and I’m sorry it might be lacking a little here and there cos yes I finally plucked up the courage to get my wisdom tooth extracted after bearing with the ache for a full month and now I’m just a loser stuck in bed surviving on painkillers and not thinking straight haha so I might be a bit unproductive these couple of days but I’ll do what I can ^^


“So…like a love song?”


“Yeah, I was thinking of doing one for a change,” He explained and you nodded, narrowing your brows in understanding as you listened to the beat that was playing softly in the background.


With all the rapping he’s been doing for Show Me The Money and his recent Worldwide album, he had to admit that despite the large improvements made, he definitely missed playing around with chords and melodies in all the singing he hasn’t done in such a long time and being a huge fan of collaborations as always, he thought it would be interesting to do a duet for the first time. Now the challenging part was finding a partner and it took him a while to find someone with smooth R&B vocals that would complement his but with some help from his labelmates, Loco had recommended you to him which landed you beside him in his studio discussing different concepts and ideas.


Being the musical genius he is, it didn’t take him long to come up with a melody that you both liked and very soon he was already scribbling some lyrics on a blank sheet of paper while all you had were short phrases here and there far from forming a coherent sentence.

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