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Common Questions
03:20
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hey sup u lookin? not much just chillin
hey sup, you looking? not much, just chilling
hey sup, you looking? what u into? looking to party
AYAYAYA
hey sup, you looking? ice tina pnp, only drama free
hey sup, you looking? pics, pics, dick pics
whatcha into? white only
whatcha into? no fems
whatcha into? no asians
whatcha into? no offence
whatcha into? watersports
whatcha into? muscle only
whatcha into? sugar daddy AYAYAYA
whatcha into? twinks, twinks, twinks
now, don’t get salty
ain’t got time for common questions, i just want a man with intuition
who knows how to keep my attention, he’s a good f*** and tender affection
common questions
AYAYAYA
common questions
AYAYAYA
cut or uncut?
host or travel?
masc or fem?
sub or dom?
top or bottom?
i be hopping like marlon bundo
i want a wesley he buy me a condo
he make me feel like I fly like dumbo
he got a trunk its plus size jumbo
we gonna date night make me a gumbo
for dessert he serve affogato
he make my heart jump much arigato
i wanna pop a ring on his finger
how hung? you clean?
how hung? how old?
how hung? on prep?
how hung? threesome?
how hung? Location?
WHERE
now don’t get hunty
ain’t got time for consultations, i just wanna man who can keep an erection
he knows how to handle his emotions, he’s a good look for public situations
this ain’t free sex education, you can skip the formal introduction
if you got posh presentation, maybe I’ll take you on vacation
common questions
AYAYAYA
common questions
AYAYAYA
ain’t got time for common questions
Ain’t got time for common questions
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BBC
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I’m so picky picky picky for sticky, juicy
News from the BBC, my juice from the BBC
I know the truth, it hurts but I gotta face my fears
So unzip, let it escalate, I wait to be amazed
So much news to consume, erry morning press play resume
With news from the BBC, all the juice from the BBC
Such a news gang, bang bang BBC 1, BBC 2, BBC 3
It don’t matter if you’re black or white, girl or boy
I like it when I can’t decide, just strap on the BBC
I love my news from BBC, my juice from BBC
New from the BBC
All the juice from the BBC
It’s personal preference with that extra difference
What can I say, frum pum pum, I like my facts intact
Monster in the hood, never felt so good
Gucci Prada
Balenciaga
Lady Gaga
Netflix Chill
No contest with BBC
Blew my fuse with BBC
My news from BBC
My juice from BBC
I love a deep, investigation, expand my horizons
This is not just recreation
It’s the biggest, baddest in the whole damn nation
Nothing compares to my news from the BBC, all the juice from the BBC
New from the BBC
All the juice from the BBC
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Jungly
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What good is love if you gonna hold down the beast I want
What good is love if you won’t devour what’s only yours
What good is love if you don’t provoke what I’m asking for
What good is love if I can’t hunt you and taste all your parts
So baby do as you please, hold me with greed till fear and
pleasure meet
Do it like you feel it, like you mean it
I want your junga junga jungly
Do it like you feel it, like you mean it
I want your junga junga jungly
And after we’re done, I want your sweet
What good is love if you can’t hose my fire with the sap I want
What good is it, if I can’t taste it like wild giraffes
What good is love if you’re silent, vowels aren’t violent
What good is love if you don’t invade till they gotta make new laws
So baby give me some teeth, wanna feel you real deep, trap me till
release
Do it...birds do it, bees do it, educated fleas...
Do it like you feel it, like you mean it
I want your junga junga jungly
Do it like you feel it, like you mean it
I want your junga junga jungly
And after we’re done, I want your sweet
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Feel
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5. |
Sexy Slay
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Kill them with my criminal gaze
Crush them with my perfect fade
Popping like I don’t care
Kill them with my criminal gaze
Crush them with my perfect fade
Hit them in my Givenchy
Slay them like Beyonce
Throw down some cocky shade
Popping like I don’t care
Tonight gonna let my hair down motherfuckers
Tonight gonna plume till I’m out motherfuckers
Tonight all my fucks ran out motherfuckers
Tonight gonna snatch the crown motherfuckers
Tonight gonna fan my blowout motherfuckers
Tonight gonna be a knockout motherfuckers
Tonight gonna stir a sashay motherfuckers
Tonight I’m a star
Cuz my
sexy slay, pose, gimme
sexy slay, pose, gimme
sexy slay, pose, gimme
sexy slay, pose
Werk it like it’s ballet
Blind em with my perfect 10
Strike it my hands are blades
Bounce it like New Orleans
Now hit it I’m all the craze
Kansai like I don’t care
Tonight gonna let my hair down motherfuckers
Tonight gonna plume till I’m out motherfuckers
Tonight all my fucks ran out motherfuckers
Tonight gonna snatch the crown motherfuckers
Tonight gonna fan my blowout motherfuckers
Tonight gonna be a knockout motherfuckers
Tonight gonna stir a sashay motherfuckers
Tonight I’m a star
Cuz my
sexy slay, pose, gimme
sexy slay, pose, gimme
sexy slay, pose, gimme
sexy slay, pose
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Master
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Flog it, flog it, flog it master
Kennel on fire, spray it down master
Nursing sick, tell me doctor
Did you want your patient, wrapped in a diaper
Fill ‘em all (holes), you got options
Lick ‘em toes, lucky for master
Keep it thirsty, cruel master
Gotta bad itch, want a strong master
Can you hold up master, hold up master, hold up master, hold
All through the day, I call the shots
Make me obey cuz I been bad
Make me your prey, play your part
It’s just a game, I’m still in charge
When you reach the tip, keep going master
Make it hurt, did you hear stop master? Stop.
Ask for more, make it count master
Did you hear me ask, don’t you try master
Before the handcuff, safe word master
Berkeley horse, Blindfold Icecold, Leash hold, Footstool, Ashtray, Shower soaked
Make it last master, make it art master, I’m in charge master, Charge
All through the day, I call the shots
Make me obey cuz I been bad
Make me your prey, play your part
It’s just a game, I’m still in charge
All through the day, I call the shots
Make me obey cuz I been bad
Make me your prey, play your part
It’s just a game, I’m still in charge
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objectify me
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Don’t humanize me, I won’t be enough
Don’t analyze me, I might turn to dust
Give me all your love
Give me all your love
Give me all your love
Give me all your love
Objectify, objectify me
Objectify, objectify me
Don't let me see me for who I really am
It terrifies me when you know too much
Just symbolize me, wear me like a glove
Just fetishize me, pin me to your shirt
Don’t shed a tear, don’t ask me for my love
I’m just an object of your fascination
I’m only as good as your imagination, so
Objectify, objectify me
Objectify, objectify me
I am a symbol of your social status
I am a fountain of your fascination
I am a guardian of your victimhood
Don’t ask for my love, give me all your love
Objectify, objectify me
Objectify, objectify me
I am a symbol of your social status
I am a fountain of your fascination
I am a guardian of your victimhood
Don’t ask for my love, give me all your love
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8. |
Pulchritude Of Loss
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I’d betray the shape of reality
If I denied my lost love’s beauty
I was raised in the praise of shadows
So I came to see light too shallow
In a sky shattered by a swooping swan
In a kingdom bound with roots and moss I’ve seen
Pulchritude of loss
Oh my love you'll never understand
Why my sorrow has no regret
If I kept count of every cloud that passed me by
I’ll run out of numbers, I’ll miss the charm of goodbye
In my solitude of unhurried childhood,
In the blues of a painted old guitarist I’ve seen
Pulchritude of loss
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Lonely
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I got lonely
I got lonely
I got lonely
I missed how we used to be, but you were always so busy
Tried and tried but you couldn’t talk to me, you didn’t have the vocabulary
So confused, was it me? Am I the one with all these needs?
But you gave up on us so easily, I begged, I begged you to sleep with me
I wish you’d let me free before I meet a man I’d never seen
He held my hand, he talked to me, he wiped my tears as he came on me
Still in love with you
But I’m human too
I just wanna know
What I had meant to you
But you gave up
It just hit me most
You didn’t even talk to me
And you gave up
Will we ever be the same?
Why do I love you still?
I got lonely
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Unfurler
03:23
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I envy flowers that bloom in spring, my petals were plucked to bloom
I realized my power too soon, I stood here unfurled
I write these words for anyone who struggles with guilt and confusion
Still waiting for your confession, you’ll never find resolution
Someday you’ll know better uh
You’re gonna have to trust yourself
You’re gonna have to love yourself
You’re gonna have to love yourself
I envy this empty canvas, so pure, so blank, ready to be touched
I was born coloured, I never felt complete
Someday I’ll know better uh
I’ll learn not to blame myself
I’ll never betray my child
That day I start to trust me more
That day I start to love me more
That day i start to love you more
I envy these wild giraffes, their necks so noble, held up high in pride
My neck is bent with an irreparable past
Did I participate?
Why did I feel so much shame?
But, unfurler, now I know better
Unfurler, I’m not ashamed
Unfurler, I’m not afraid
As I stand here, rebuilt
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sleep with someone else
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I’m in love with you, but I sleep with someone else
He doesn’t mean much but he makes me feel alive
He makes me feel wanted, he makes you want me once more
I’m in love with you, but I sleep with someone else
Some secrets you keep, for only strangers to tell
Hotels with king sized beds, all at once I love and loathe myself
I’m in love with you, but I sleep with someone else
Lost in canyons and cataracts, I was exiled by sexlessness
He makes me remember how we felt to be full of possibilities again
I’m in love with you, but I sleep with someone else
He’ll never have your depth that filled my emptiness
He takes me to a time, we wished our nights would never end
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girl he don’t f***
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Girl, he don’t f***
Oooh magnetic boy
Oooh peculiar boy
Ooh delicious boy
Oooh uncertain boy
You listen to me, your dreams are going to come true
You get me? Trust me I will follow you through
Ooh enigmatic boy
Ooh mercurial boy
Ooh enchanting boy
Ooh curious boy
You listen to me, your dreams are going to come true
You get me? Trust me I will follow you through
You feel me? You’ve got magic you’ve got voodoo
Girl, he don’t f***
Oooh magnetic boy
Oooh peculiar boy
Ooh delicious boy
Oooh uncertain boy
You listen to me, your dreams are going to come true
You get me? Trust me I will follow you through
You listen to me, your dreams are going to come true
You get me? Trust me I will follow you through
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sadness-B
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My sadness is a mountain, I can only marvel at her grandeur
My sadness is an ocean, she holds depths that only go deeper
My sadness is a visage of a man of delicate masculinity
My sadness is unfettered like the boundless joy of childhood
My sadness is a koan, a paradox of reality
My sadness is a bright room of an arboretum with the oddest bloom
My sadness is a strange gift, an empty box, a bow that contains me
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happy
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I saw her with a photo of a man who smiles
She must be happy
I saw him picking dandelions on the hill
He must be happy
I saw her hop from flower to flower
She must be happy
I saw them holding hands down Valencia
They must be happy
Sorrow hold me in your arms
Sorrow be the mother I want
Sorrow cradle me like you do
Sorrow colour me blue
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15. |
The Sex Issue
03:50
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Tell me, what’s going on? Did we come too close? Am I not your fantasy Anymore?
Baby, tell me what is wrong? Is it the happy pills? Is it more work to pay the same bills?
Baby, tell me what’s wrong, is it pornography? All the technology we use?
We’ve been through the power issue, through the colour issue, through religion issue, this is,
This is the sex issue, your face on the cover
After all the glossy pages, I turn back to you
We were so misguided by the ideas of what a man’s supposed to be.
Will you tell me if I’m asking for consent when it’s a safe word you want?
We still got some time, we can freeze our cells, our children will be born long after we’re gone
We’ve been through the mother issue, through the money issue, through the gender issue, this is,
This is the sex issue, your face on the cover
After all the glossy pages, I turn back to you
Sex is sour, sex is sweet, explodes like a summer peach
Sex is madness, sex is dark
Sex is tender, it’s gender, sex is power, sex is love
And, when you love, how does it feel, when you desire, how is it different? (Esther Perel)
This is the sex issue, your face on the cover
After all the glossy pages, I turn back to you
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Aish Divine New York, New York
Aish Divine subverts, perverts, and elevates pop. For the classically trained composer, writer, singer, producer, and conceptualist, pop is a potent medium for catharsis, social commentary, art and pure listening pleasure. The New York City-based artist’s latest, The Sex Issue, bursts with realness, humor, sadness, anger, euphoria into a colorful exposé of modern love. ... more
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