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    He caused a “riot”
    He said people should “Look at me”
    But after the tragedy of “Jocelyn Flores”
    He made “changes”
    He wanted to “Take A Step Back” from the music but returned
    He used to say “Fuck love” , but then he changed his mind
    He wanted everyone to have “Hope”
    He knew people went through “Depression & obsession”
    He wanted “Revenge” against death, which took his friend away
    But he never got it, in reality all he actually wanted was “The remedy for a broken heart”
    He wanted to raise awareness for horrible causes,because if he didn’t the awareness would be “Going Down”
    He wanted people to be happy because he knew that “Everybody dies in their nightmares” ,so he wanted people to have happy dreams instead
    He wanted everyone to sleep peacefully under the “Moonlight”
    But now he is gone
    And we all feel “SAD”
    We also feel “BAD” because we
    Underestimated him
    He wanted to “Save Me” and everyone else
    Now he is our “Guardian Angel”
    Thank you XXXtentacion, you made me and million others happy💓💓

    Twitter acc: https://twitter.com/bravely_finance
    RYM account i dont use it tho: rateyourmusic.com/~ligmappe
    My PC parts just to flex: ca.pcpartpicker.com/user/lxxmultra/saved
    Discord if u want to be friends outside of KTT2: discord.gg/y3p66gBPhU

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  • p apollo

    ratio

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    Why tf would Onyae tour?!

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    9 light years away just outside of the capular solar system we find ourselves captivated as we gaze upon the story of a young rebel years ago decided f*** this s*** and take the leap landed in glitter coming out dripped and shinin now the shine is shaded as he feels his peak has yet to be reached young jacques now travis picks up his bags and sets out to find his place only seen in his dreams and lean cups
    whole lotta motherfuckers tried pushing him off but he stayed and now he finally sees his silhouette he knows he’s close
    These are the days…. BEFORE UTOPIA

  • Mar 23, 2021
    Zokkon

    9 light years away just outside of the capular solar system we find ourselves captivated as we gaze upon the story of a young rebel years ago decided f*** this s*** and take the leap landed in glitter coming out dripped and shinin now the shine is shaded as he feels his peak has yet to be reached young jacques now travis picks up his bags and sets out to find his place only seen in his dreams and lean cups
    whole lotta motherfuckers tried pushing him off but he stayed and now he finally sees his silhouette he knows he’s close
    These are the days…. BEFORE UTOPIA

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    Gunna, when you opened up for Travis in Boston I was in the pit almost front row dancing and loving life then right after drip too hard you pointed at me and said “look at this fat nigga dance” and people around me laughed at me so I went to the back and watched the rest of the show from a distance.... my question is why did you do that?

  • Mar 23, 2021

    5th listen

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    Fun Thread

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    Yet again, it was another late, sleepless night in Atlanta. The studio was packed, yet intimate all at the same time. Warm amber lights washed over exotic leather furniture, creating a dimly lit sonic oasis. A sweet aroma of weed smoke clouded the air, while vanilla scented candles were strategically placed around the room. The mood developed into a haze of relaxation. As engineers and producers methodically worked the mixing boards, Future and the rest of his entourage nodded along to a rough take of a track that would later be called "Diamonds Dancing." Many individuals in the studio danced along while producers ran the track back, but there stood Drake in a dark corner, dissecting every piece of "Diamonds Dancing" with surgical precision. The track stopped playing, and Drake stepped from the shadows. He didn't speak much, but when he did, people listened.

    "I'm going back in the booth, play that outro back."

    Puzzled, the engineer began playing the outro instrumental back, not questioning Drake's demands. The room fell quiet as people began to observe. As the outro began to play, Drake put on a pair of monitor headphones, rubbed his beard and began to take a drink of a dark, murky substance. Closing his eyes, Drake began to flow freely.

    "You doin' me dirty, you know. How we let it get like this I don't know. But that * can't save your soul, nah." Producers and entourage members in the studio began to look around the room to see if others were witnessing what was happening. Drake continued crooning into the microphone, while the mood became even darker in the studio.

    "Doing me dirty, you doing me dirty. Haven't even heard from you. How can you live with yourself? Haven't even heard from you. How can you live with yourself? Ungrateful, ungrateful." The Engineer looked over to Future with concern. The engineer whispered, "should we stop him?" Future then put up one finger, as to silence the engineer while shaking his head, not taking his eyes off of Drake.

    "Your momma be ashamed of you. I haven't even heard from you, not a single word from you, Ungrateful. I'm too good for you, too good for you. You should go back to him, perfect match for you, unstable." Candles in the studio began to flicker and die out, one by one, as if a spirit swept throughout the room.

    "Doing me dirty. You're making me nervous. I haven't even heard from you. You look drained, you look exhausted, girl them late nights ain't good for you. Really starting to show on you. Don't hit me up when it's good for you. Ungrateful." By now, everyone had stopped what they were doing, all attention was focused on the darkened silhouette in the recording booth. Finishing up his final thoughts, Drake hung up the headphones, took another sip of muddy water, and crept out of the recording booth.

    As he came back into the studio, all eyes followed his every movement. Drake retreated back to his shadowed corner, where he leaned against the wall with his fingers interlocked and pressed against his lips, as if in deep thought. The silence of the room created an uneasy tension. The uneasiness built more and more, as studio members waited for him to speak. Finally, he broke the silence.

    "Play it back."

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    Delete

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    Niggamortis

    Gunna, when you opened up for Travis in Boston I was in the pit almost front row dancing and loving life then right after drip too hard you pointed at me and said “look at this fat nigga dance” and people around me laughed at me so I went to the back and watched the rest of the show from a distance.... my question is why did you do that?

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    Mans said fun thread

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    I saw Travis Scott at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.

    He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
    I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
    The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.

    When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.

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    Z 326

    Mans said fun thread

    nothing wrong w having fun on Tuesday

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    Niggamortis

    i’m disgusted

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    XxcashcartixXCXOVO

    Delete

    bro PLEASE, PLEASE change your avy i’m begging you

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    Undisclosed

    #deep

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    mill

    bro PLEASE, PLEASE change your avy i’m begging you

    ?

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    THANOS

    Yet again, it was another late, sleepless night in Atlanta. The studio was packed, yet intimate all at the same time. Warm amber lights washed over exotic leather furniture, creating a dimly lit sonic oasis. A sweet aroma of weed smoke clouded the air, while vanilla scented candles were strategically placed around the room. The mood developed into a haze of relaxation. As engineers and producers methodically worked the mixing boards, Future and the rest of his entourage nodded along to a rough take of a track that would later be called "Diamonds Dancing." Many individuals in the studio danced along while producers ran the track back, but there stood Drake in a dark corner, dissecting every piece of "Diamonds Dancing" with surgical precision. The track stopped playing, and Drake stepped from the shadows. He didn't speak much, but when he did, people listened.

    "I'm going back in the booth, play that outro back."

    Puzzled, the engineer began playing the outro instrumental back, not questioning Drake's demands. The room fell quiet as people began to observe. As the outro began to play, Drake put on a pair of monitor headphones, rubbed his beard and began to take a drink of a dark, murky substance. Closing his eyes, Drake began to flow freely.

    "You doin' me dirty, you know. How we let it get like this I don't know. But that * can't save your soul, nah." Producers and entourage members in the studio began to look around the room to see if others were witnessing what was happening. Drake continued crooning into the microphone, while the mood became even darker in the studio.

    "Doing me dirty, you doing me dirty. Haven't even heard from you. How can you live with yourself? Haven't even heard from you. How can you live with yourself? Ungrateful, ungrateful." The Engineer looked over to Future with concern. The engineer whispered, "should we stop him?" Future then put up one finger, as to silence the engineer while shaking his head, not taking his eyes off of Drake.

    "Your momma be ashamed of you. I haven't even heard from you, not a single word from you, Ungrateful. I'm too good for you, too good for you. You should go back to him, perfect match for you, unstable." Candles in the studio began to flicker and die out, one by one, as if a spirit swept throughout the room.

    "Doing me dirty. You're making me nervous. I haven't even heard from you. You look drained, you look exhausted, girl them late nights ain't good for you. Really starting to show on you. Don't hit me up when it's good for you. Ungrateful." By now, everyone had stopped what they were doing, all attention was focused on the darkened silhouette in the recording booth. Finishing up his final thoughts, Drake hung up the headphones, took another sip of muddy water, and crept out of the recording booth.

    As he came back into the studio, all eyes followed his every movement. Drake retreated back to his shadowed corner, where he leaned against the wall with his fingers interlocked and pressed against his lips, as if in deep thought. The silence of the room created an uneasy tension. The uneasiness built more and more, as studio members waited for him to speak. Finally, he broke the silence.

    "Play it back."

    Tell me why every time this gets posted, I read the whole thing EVERY F***IN TIME

    This s*** never stops being funny

  • Mar 23, 2021

    I'm much more KTT than Brockhampton combined

    A lot of posters have told me I've made a positive impact on their lives.

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    XxcashcartixXCXOVO

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    don’t “?” me

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    In 20122️⃣0️⃣1️⃣2️⃣, Jaques Webster👦🏿 was flown🛫✈️ to Kanye👨🏿 West’s ⬅️ studio to discuss💬💬 prospects of his talent, future 🔮☔️ and career. When a 😰nervous😰 Travis first hesitantly😟 walked into Kanye’s studio he was surprised😱😱 to find a caucasian👴🏻 man lurching👇🏻 over a mixing board⌨⌨. A thick😩🍑 cloud of smoke☁️☁️☁️4️⃣2️⃣0️⃣ billowed out from his silhouette👤. No one👆🏼 else was in the room. Travis inched📏 into the dark setting and approached the man. “Hello☺️,” said Travis, his voice shy☺️ and monotone😐. “Umm.. hello, I’m supposed to be meeting Kan…😦” The man spun🔄🔄🔄 around and Travis’s voice box ❄️froze❄️ up. A pair of thin, scrunched eyes👁👁 met his👀. Travis’s 💕❤️heart ❤️💕dropped like it weighed thousands1️⃣0️⃣0️⃣0️⃣ of pounds and sprung back ⬆️up⬆️ to the heights of the ozone ⛰🌌 all at the same time. Mike👴🏻 Dean’s👴🏻 raspy🤐, but delicate😙 voice roused😏 Travis out of his trance😵😵. “Hey bud, Kanye👨🏿 told me you were coming through.” Travis timidly shot his 👀eyes👀 👇🏻down👇🏻 to the ground and responded “Umm… yeah.. uhh… he said to meet him here.” Mike Dean👴🏻 stood up and let out a potent cough👅 of 💦flem💦 and weed smoke🌬🌬💨💨💨☁️☁️. He smirked 😏😏😏 at Travis and cautiously inched his weathered🌦⛈, wrinkled hand 🖐🏻up to Travis’s face👦🏿. He moved Travis braids from behind his 👁👁eyes👁👁 and said “He didn’t say you’d be so cute😘😘💕.” Travis blushed ☺️☺️☺️ and they both let out a nervous laugh😅😅 in synchronization👉🏻👈🏿. Travis instinctively pushed 👐🏿Mike Dean’s hand away. They felt like leather, but his skin also had a soft😉, welcoming texture. Mike Dean’s half1️⃣➗2️⃣ open eyes scanned Travis face as he bit😁 his👄👄👄 lip👄👄👄 with his front teeth. “I heard your Owl Pharaoh ****, it was honestly incredible.” Travis immediately covered up a massive 😃😃😃smile😃😃😃 with his hand✋🏿 and uttered “Thank you.” They both felt an 🔥🔥🔥warm🔥🔥, foreign energy palpitating in the atmosphere. Mike Dean swung his burly💪🏻 arm behind Travis’s back and guided him into the chair Mike had just risen from. Travis leaned back and admired😩😩 the mixing board and the recording booth in front of him. Mike Dean began nonchalantly caressing 😜😜Travis shoulders with a stern grip. He bent down and whispered🤐 into Travis’s ear👂🏿👂🏿. “You’re gonna do some great 👌🏻👌🏻stuff👉🏻👌🏿 in this room😏😏😏.” Travis again couldn’t contain his smile😍😍 and tried to cover it up, but Mike Dean grabbed his arm, “Come on man, why are you trying to cover up that😘 beautiful smile😀😀😀.

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