Vultures 3 - Kaycyy reading CyHi's lyrics with Ye filter, Ty going hard like his life depends on it.
god help me if this album ever enters development im killing myself and taking people with me
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god help me if this album ever enters development im killing myself and taking people with me
A dimly lit, cavernous studio. Kanye West and Ty Dolla $ign are surrounded by blinking lights and stacks of equipment. The air is thick with the scent of weed and creativity.
Kanye: (Pacing, agitated) Yo, Ty, we gotta find that thing. That Vultures 3 sound. You know what I'm sayin'?
Ty Dolla $ign: (Leaning back in his chair, sipping from a tall glass) Man, Ye, we got the sound. It's in here, somewhere. We just gotta dig deep.
Kanye stops pacing, his eyes focused on a blank wall.
Kanye: But it's gotta be bigger, man. Darker. More raw. Like a vulture circling a carcass in the desert.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Nods) I feel you. We need that desolate, haunting vibe. Something that'll make 'em feel like they're floating in space, lost and alone.
Kanye starts humming a melody.
Kanye: Something like this...
He starts to play a few chords on a keyboard.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Snaps his fingers) Yeah, that's it! But let's give it a minor key twist. Make it eerie.
Kanye starts experimenting with different chords and progressions.
Kanye: (Muttering to himself) It's gotta be haunting, but with a hypnotic groove. Like a slow-motion car crash.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Laughs) You're on fire, Ye! Let's get that bass in there. Something deep and rumbling.
A bass player enters the studio.
Bass Player: (Tuning his bass) You want it dark and gritty, right?
Kanye and Ty Dolla $ign: (Nod in unison) Exactly.
The bass player starts to play a deep, pulsating line.
Kanye: (Clapping his hands) Yeah, that's it! Now, let's add some drums. Something tribal, primitive.
A drummer enters the studio and sets up.
Drummer: (Adjusting his drum kit) Let's do this.
The drummer starts playing a steady, hypnotic beat.
Kanye: (Exclaims) Perfect! Now, Ty, let's get those vocals in there. Something raw, emotional.
Ty Dolla $ign stands up and walks to the microphone.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Starts singing softly) "Lost in the desert, no water to drink..."
Kanye starts freestyling over the music.
Kanye: "Vultures circling, waiting for the sink. We're all just prey, in this concrete jungle..."
The energy in the studio is electric. They feed off each other's creativity, building on the initial idea.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Singing) "We're searching for something real, something pure, but all we find is darkness..."
Kanye starts rapping, his voice filled with raw emotion.
Kanye: "We're the scavengers, the survivors. Feeding off the pain, the lies. But deep down, we're searching for a light..."
The music builds to a crescendo, then fades out.
They all look at each other, breathless.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Smiling) We got it, Ye. We got it.
Kanye: (Exhausted but exhilarated) This is it. This is Vultures 3.
They share a look of mutual respect and accomplishment.
Bass Player and Drummer: (Nodding in agreement) Yeah, this is fire.
They all start to celebrate, the tension of the creative process replaced by the euphoria of success.
A dimly lit, cavernous studio. Kanye West and Ty Dolla $ign are surrounded by blinking lights and stacks of equipment. The air is thick with the scent of weed and creativity.
Kanye: (Pacing, agitated) Yo, Ty, we gotta find that thing. That Vultures 3 sound. You know what I'm sayin'?
Ty Dolla $ign: (Leaning back in his chair, sipping from a tall glass) Man, Ye, we got the sound. It's in here, somewhere. We just gotta dig deep.
Kanye stops pacing, his eyes focused on a blank wall.
Kanye: But it's gotta be bigger, man. Darker. More raw. Like a vulture circling a carcass in the desert.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Nods) I feel you. We need that desolate, haunting vibe. Something that'll make 'em feel like they're floating in space, lost and alone.
Kanye starts humming a melody.
Kanye: Something like this...
He starts to play a few chords on a keyboard.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Snaps his fingers) Yeah, that's it! But let's give it a minor key twist. Make it eerie.
Kanye starts experimenting with different chords and progressions.
Kanye: (Muttering to himself) It's gotta be haunting, but with a hypnotic groove. Like a slow-motion car crash.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Laughs) You're on fire, Ye! Let's get that bass in there. Something deep and rumbling.
A bass player enters the studio.
Bass Player: (Tuning his bass) You want it dark and gritty, right?
Kanye and Ty Dolla $ign: (Nod in unison) Exactly.
The bass player starts to play a deep, pulsating line.
Kanye: (Clapping his hands) Yeah, that's it! Now, let's add some drums. Something tribal, primitive.
A drummer enters the studio and sets up.
Drummer: (Adjusting his drum kit) Let's do this.
The drummer starts playing a steady, hypnotic beat.
Kanye: (Exclaims) Perfect! Now, Ty, let's get those vocals in there. Something raw, emotional.
Ty Dolla $ign stands up and walks to the microphone.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Starts singing softly) "Lost in the desert, no water to drink..."
Kanye starts freestyling over the music.
Kanye: "Vultures circling, waiting for the sink. We're all just prey, in this concrete jungle..."
The energy in the studio is electric. They feed off each other's creativity, building on the initial idea.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Singing) "We're searching for something real, something pure, but all we find is darkness..."
Kanye starts rapping, his voice filled with raw emotion.
Kanye: "We're the scavengers, the survivors. Feeding off the pain, the lies. But deep down, we're searching for a light..."
The music builds to a crescendo, then fades out.
They all look at each other, breathless.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Smiling) We got it, Ye. We got it.
Kanye: (Exhausted but exhilarated) This is it. This is Vultures 3.
They share a look of mutual respect and accomplishment.
Bass Player and Drummer: (Nodding in agreement) Yeah, this is fire.
They all start to celebrate, the tension of the creative process replaced by the euphoria of success.
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A dimly lit, cavernous studio. Kanye West and Ty Dolla $ign are surrounded by blinking lights and stacks of equipment. The air is thick with the scent of weed and creativity.
Kanye: (Pacing, agitated) Yo, Ty, we gotta find that thing. That Vultures 3 sound. You know what I'm sayin'?
Ty Dolla $ign: (Leaning back in his chair, sipping from a tall glass) Man, Ye, we got the sound. It's in here, somewhere. We just gotta dig deep.
Kanye stops pacing, his eyes focused on a blank wall.
Kanye: But it's gotta be bigger, man. Darker. More raw. Like a vulture circling a carcass in the desert.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Nods) I feel you. We need that desolate, haunting vibe. Something that'll make 'em feel like they're floating in space, lost and alone.
Kanye starts humming a melody.
Kanye: Something like this...
He starts to play a few chords on a keyboard.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Snaps his fingers) Yeah, that's it! But let's give it a minor key twist. Make it eerie.
Kanye starts experimenting with different chords and progressions.
Kanye: (Muttering to himself) It's gotta be haunting, but with a hypnotic groove. Like a slow-motion car crash.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Laughs) You're on fire, Ye! Let's get that bass in there. Something deep and rumbling.
A bass player enters the studio.
Bass Player: (Tuning his bass) You want it dark and gritty, right?
Kanye and Ty Dolla $ign: (Nod in unison) Exactly.
The bass player starts to play a deep, pulsating line.
Kanye: (Clapping his hands) Yeah, that's it! Now, let's add some drums. Something tribal, primitive.
A drummer enters the studio and sets up.
Drummer: (Adjusting his drum kit) Let's do this.
The drummer starts playing a steady, hypnotic beat.
Kanye: (Exclaims) Perfect! Now, Ty, let's get those vocals in there. Something raw, emotional.
Ty Dolla $ign stands up and walks to the microphone.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Starts singing softly) "Lost in the desert, no water to drink..."
Kanye starts freestyling over the music.
Kanye: "Vultures circling, waiting for the sink. We're all just prey, in this concrete jungle..."
The energy in the studio is electric. They feed off each other's creativity, building on the initial idea.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Singing) "We're searching for something real, something pure, but all we find is darkness..."
Kanye starts rapping, his voice filled with raw emotion.
Kanye: "We're the scavengers, the survivors. Feeding off the pain, the lies. But deep down, we're searching for a light..."
The music builds to a crescendo, then fades out.
They all look at each other, breathless.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Smiling) We got it, Ye. We got it.
Kanye: (Exhausted but exhilarated) This is it. This is Vultures 3.
They share a look of mutual respect and accomplishment.
Bass Player and Drummer: (Nodding in agreement) Yeah, this is fire.
They all start to celebrate, the tension of the creative process replaced by the euphoria of success.
A dimly lit, cavernous studio. Kanye West and Ty Dolla $ign are surrounded by blinking lights and stacks of equipment. The air is thick with the scent of weed and creativity.
Kanye: (Pacing, agitated) Yo, Ty, we gotta find that thing. That Vultures 3 sound. You know what I'm sayin'?
Ty Dolla $ign: (Leaning back in his chair, sipping from a tall glass) Man, Ye, we got the sound. It's in here, somewhere. We just gotta dig deep.
Kanye stops pacing, his eyes focused on a blank wall.
Kanye: But it's gotta be bigger, man. Darker. More raw. Like a vulture circling a carcass in the desert.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Nods) I feel you. We need that desolate, haunting vibe. Something that'll make 'em feel like they're floating in space, lost and alone.
Kanye starts humming a melody.
Kanye: Something like this...
He starts to play a few chords on a keyboard.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Snaps his fingers) Yeah, that's it! But let's give it a minor key twist. Make it eerie.
Kanye starts experimenting with different chords and progressions.
Kanye: (Muttering to himself) It's gotta be haunting, but with a hypnotic groove. Like a slow-motion car crash.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Laughs) You're on fire, Ye! Let's get that bass in there. Something deep and rumbling.
A bass player enters the studio.
Bass Player: (Tuning his bass) You want it dark and gritty, right?
Kanye and Ty Dolla $ign: (Nod in unison) Exactly.
The bass player starts to play a deep, pulsating line.
Kanye: (Clapping his hands) Yeah, that's it! Now, let's add some drums. Something tribal, primitive.
A drummer enters the studio and sets up.
Drummer: (Adjusting his drum kit) Let's do this.
The drummer starts playing a steady, hypnotic beat.
Kanye: (Exclaims) Perfect! Now, Ty, let's get those vocals in there. Something raw, emotional.
Ty Dolla $ign stands up and walks to the microphone.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Starts singing softly) "Lost in the desert, no water to drink..."
Kanye starts freestyling over the music.
Kanye: "Vultures circling, waiting for the sink. We're all just prey, in this concrete jungle..."
The energy in the studio is electric. They feed off each other's creativity, building on the initial idea.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Singing) "We're searching for something real, something pure, but all we find is darkness..."
Kanye starts rapping, his voice filled with raw emotion.
Kanye: "We're the scavengers, the survivors. Feeding off the pain, the lies. But deep down, we're searching for a light..."
The music builds to a crescendo, then fades out.
They all look at each other, breathless.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Smiling) We got it, Ye. We got it.
Kanye: (Exhausted but exhilarated) This is it. This is Vultures 3.
They share a look of mutual respect and accomplishment.
Bass Player and Drummer: (Nodding in agreement) Yeah, this is fire.
They all start to celebrate, the tension of the creative process replaced by the euphoria of success.
A dimly lit, cavernous studio. Kanye West and Ty Dolla $ign are surrounded by blinking lights and stacks of equipment. The air is thick with the scent of weed and creativity.
Kanye: (Pacing, agitated) Yo, Ty, we gotta find that thing. That Vultures 3 sound. You know what I'm sayin'?
Ty Dolla $ign: (Leaning back in his chair, sipping from a tall glass) Man, Ye, we got the sound. It's in here, somewhere. We just gotta dig deep.
Kanye stops pacing, his eyes focused on a blank wall.
Kanye: But it's gotta be bigger, man. Darker. More raw. Like a vulture circling a carcass in the desert.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Nods) I feel you. We need that desolate, haunting vibe. Something that'll make 'em feel like they're floating in space, lost and alone.
Kanye starts humming a melody.
Kanye: Something like this...
He starts to play a few chords on a keyboard.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Snaps his fingers) Yeah, that's it! But let's give it a minor key twist. Make it eerie.
Kanye starts experimenting with different chords and progressions.
Kanye: (Muttering to himself) It's gotta be haunting, but with a hypnotic groove. Like a slow-motion car crash.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Laughs) You're on fire, Ye! Let's get that bass in there. Something deep and rumbling.
A bass player enters the studio.
Bass Player: (Tuning his bass) You want it dark and gritty, right?
Kanye and Ty Dolla $ign: (Nod in unison) Exactly.
The bass player starts to play a deep, pulsating line.
Kanye: (Clapping his hands) Yeah, that's it! Now, let's add some drums. Something tribal, primitive.
A drummer enters the studio and sets up.
Drummer: (Adjusting his drum kit) Let's do this.
The drummer starts playing a steady, hypnotic beat.
Kanye: (Exclaims) Perfect! Now, Ty, let's get those vocals in there. Something raw, emotional.
Ty Dolla $ign stands up and walks to the microphone.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Starts singing softly) "Lost in the desert, no water to drink..."
Kanye starts freestyling over the music.
Kanye: "Vultures circling, waiting for the sink. We're all just prey, in this concrete jungle..."
The energy in the studio is electric. They feed off each other's creativity, building on the initial idea.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Singing) "We're searching for something real, something pure, but all we find is darkness..."
Kanye starts rapping, his voice filled with raw emotion.
Kanye: "We're the scavengers, the survivors. Feeding off the pain, the lies. But deep down, we're searching for a light..."
The music builds to a crescendo, then fades out.
They all look at each other, breathless.
Ty Dolla $ign: (Smiling) We got it, Ye. We got it.
Kanye: (Exhausted but exhilarated) This is it. This is Vultures 3.
They share a look of mutual respect and accomplishment.
Bass Player and Drummer: (Nodding in agreement) Yeah, this is fire.
They all start to celebrate, the tension of the creative process replaced by the euphoria of success.
Ty Dolla $ign wakes up in his hotel room from the dream
He rolls over to see Kanye right beside him
There are nitrous cartridges everywhere
Wikipedia is pulled up on Ye's laptop
He's been reading it for days:
Nitrous oxide (dinitrogen oxide or dinitrogen monoxide), commonly known as laughing gas, nitrous, nitro, or nos,4 is a chemical compound, an oxide of nitrogen with the formula N2O. At room temperature, it is a colourless non-flammable gas, and has a slightly sweet scent and taste.5 At elevated temperatures, nitrous oxide is a powerful oxidiser similar to molecular oxygen.
Nitrous oxide has significant medical uses, especially in surgery and dentistry, for its anaesthetic and pain-reducing effects.6 Its colloquial name, "laughing gas", coined by Humphry Davy, is due to the euphoric effects upon inhaling it, a property that has led to its recreational use as a dissociative anaesthetic.6 It is on the World Health Organization's List of Essential Medicines.7 It is also used as an oxidiser in rocket propellants, and in motor racing to increase the power output of engines.
Nitrous oxide's atmospheric concentration reached 333 parts per billion (ppb) in 2020, increasing at a rate of about 1 ppb annually.8 It is a major scavenger of stratospheric ozone, with an impact comparable to that of CFCs.10 About 40% of human-caused emissions are from agriculture.11 Nitrogen is added to the soil via animal urine and dung, and synthetic fertilisers: micro-organisms then release it in nitrous oxide.13 Being the third most important greenhouse gas, nitrous oxide substantially contributes to global warming.14 Reduction of emissions is a popular topic in the politics of climate change.16
Nitrous oxide is used as a propellant, and has a variety of applications from rocketry to making whipped cream. It is used as a recreational d*** for its potential to induce a brief "high". When used chronically, nitrous oxide has the potential to cause neurological damage through inactivation of vitamin B12.
Ty goes back to sleep, for a few hours at least
He awakens to see this before him:
The creature says: Tyler Doler Side ITS TIME TO WORK ON VULTURES 3
There's no V3 chaps..Ye's Elliot Grainge/Atlantic post made that clear
Good,
damn so they damn near starting from scratch with this one
Just remembered how good spread your wings (bye bye baby) is and wouldn’t be mad if it was on this