Unknown Speaker 18
Appearances
Crook County
4 | Keeper Of A House Of Prostitution
Have you ever looked into the night sky and wondered who or what was flying around up there? We've seen planes, helicopters, hot air balloons, and birds. But what if there's something else? Something much more ominous that appears under the cover of night. Silent. Unseen. Watching.
Crook County
4 | Keeper Of A House Of Prostitution
They may be right above your car late one night as you cruise down the road or look like mysterious lights hovering above your home. Drones. Or are they? We used the word drone because it was comfortable to other people.
Crook County
4 | Keeper Of A House Of Prostitution
Yes, absolutely. Listen to Obscurum, Invasion of the Drones, on the iHeartRadio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts.
Crook County
4 | Keeper Of A House Of Prostitution
Have you ever looked into the night sky and wondered who or what was flying around up there? We've seen planes, helicopters, hot air balloons, and birds. But what if there's something else, something much more ominous that appears under the cover of night, silent, unseen, watching?
Crook County
4 | Keeper Of A House Of Prostitution
They may be right above your car late one night as you cruise down the road or look like mysterious lights hovering above your home. Or are they? We used the word drone because it was comfortable to other people.
Crook County
4 | Keeper Of A House Of Prostitution
Yes, absolutely. Listen to Obscurum, Invasion of the Drones, on the iHeartRadio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts.
The Joe Budden Podcast
Episode 804 | "Women in Space"
I ain't scared to die. Nigga, this life come with a reset and this flag come
The Joe Budden Podcast
Episode 804 | "Women in Space"
But the turf call me louder Big homie said it's love and that's the only thing matter I hit a dead end, Dally took the shirt off my back Pick your head up, nigga, do your stuff, no slack First one, hit my jaw, felt the stars in my head Second one, hit my ribs, made me stumble, I bled Third one, hit my nose and all I'm seeing is red Then a fourth one hit my temple, all I heard was That's enough I took the fade, stood tall, dead homies, I'm locked in Bounced back, told them niggas we gotta run it again Big homie said
The Joe Budden Podcast
Episode 804 | "Women in Space"
Ay, lil' nigga, you official I'm givin' you this blower, get to know it like a ritual Now I'm cruisin' through the east, my burner tucked in my jeans Tryna earn me up some stripes and tryna live what I seen Big homie in the back like, ayo, who is them fools? Ask them niggas where they from and then see what they gon' do
The Joe Budden Podcast
Episode 804 | "Women in Space"
Sighs, ain't askin' no questions, I just hopped out quick Toss my hoodie on my head as I do my shit And I ain't notice no one movin' till the window drop Motherfly, I end up gettin' poppin' Bullets kissed my ribs and had me gaspin' for air Hit the ground, felt the heat, but the world didn't care Niggas ran entire streets and left my name in the streets All that talk about my rap and now they smokin' on me
The Joe Budden Podcast
Episode 804 | "Women in Space"
Eyes getting heavy, body stiff, and it's cold. Mama want me by the streets, but they're set to control. All the love that I was promised, now I barely could breathe. Tried to be a real one, and now they realer than me. If I don't wake up. name in the candlelight. They kick them shits over, hope you mad in the afterlife. I'm staring at your body with your rag on your chest.
The Joe Budden Podcast
Episode 804 | "Women in Space"
Same one you bled for and now you laying the rest. Stupid. What's the point of a rep if you dead by the summer? You think them niggas gonna love you like mama or brother? Huh? You think the hood gon' cry for you like your niece will? Your big homie called and be telling you you should keep still. Kimberly, my brother, got stretched out on the pavement. Baited to be joining this gang.
The Joe Budden Podcast
Episode 804 | "Women in Space"
She say he a trophy, but he really gon' play the data. Should be something he wasn't, not granny screaming, my baby, baby. Aretha on playlist, your deaf even heard the candy lady.
The Joe Budden Podcast
Episode 804 | "Women in Space"
They gon' post you on a grandpa's shot to forget How they ain't carryin' your casket and you carry the set They gon' scream how you was solid and gon' say you was real But they ain't train places with you, they don't know how it feel Big homie what, big homie who, big homie what Big homie never really ever gave a fuck, huh Your daughter tried to get in your casket, she was hurt Can't believe they put my brother on If I don't wake up