music&manuscripts.

My rhymes and records, they don't get played. Because my records and rhymes, they don't get made.

Fuck.

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. Fucking fuck.

The way this song is written — with the perfect back-and-forth between the male and female voices — is absolutely amazing. A perfect look into a love that once was, but is no longer.

The way this song is written — with the perfect back-and-forth between the male and female voices — is absolutely amazing. A perfect look into a love that once was, but is no longer.

Put your middle fingers up.

Put your middle fingers up.