Safaree – Shabba Ranks! What In The Coon Philly Hell Did I Just Watch? ***messymandella***

Oh Dear God, this happened.

What In the…

Saranda Safari!

This is something that you should have sold to another artist. I  mean Bruce Jenner, would have killed this hook, you should have sold it to another  actual rap artist. Don’t “pull a Dream” by assuming someone is interested in your career outside of production and writing. I feel like as a listener, that I understand, it is big. It is big, it is very big but that doesn’t matter when it comes to bars. Congratulations on your size, but what else man? What else? Give us something else.

In mind,I always assumed that Safaree would be a great writer,but now as I listened It is noticeably that he was the mastermind BEHIND  Nicki Minaj,but somethings are better left BEHIND the scenes. You making the same mistakes that this guy made, remember him?


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You will be lied to and trashed behind your back by close minded individuals that can’t envision an eclectic and unified world.

They will  resent you for competing and striving for more in this life. You will encounter smiles behind a closed door and insults when you are not around.

I speak from experience and want you to realize that if you are being dragged, look at who is doing the dragging.

You must not let jealousy and back biting  omit your personal truth, and freedom and rights to be happy and express your opinions and your fight for equality.

Look at the people that are causing defamation and just being pure two faced and never let them become victorious.

You look at their close minded lives and watch how scared they are of embracing truth, expression and art. Even with betrayal, you must stand strong and still YOU must rise.

Still I Rise-Maya Angelou

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

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