#BRUH THE COLOR PICKING WASN'T COLOR PICKING-ING

[djcarnationsblog]

Yes I do think the leos should get to wear jumpsuits. Just as a lil' treat

[theissuewithjess]

Jay-Z remix | "Ain't No Love"

I wanted to speak to something on my mind. Thinking about the 50th anniversary of Hip-Hop had me thinking about Queer Rap and if there was any that wasn't straight up cringe. This made me want to pick up the pen for the first time in years and I wonder what you all will think of the end result. PS this was made to be a sort of parody or remix Jay-Z's classic Heart of the City (ain't no love).

[Verse 1] Can't you see? There's broken glass, everywhere. Look bitch, don't you see the heroin needle over there?

The only heroine I'll ever need'll be Claire. 'Cause she got the pear that'll save me from this evil snare.

Because the only time I -- leave this hell we bare. Between the sheets like Isley, 6 deep and then we glare.

Into each others eyes. This abandoned warehouse fling began to make angels sing on and on to this unconventional love affair.

It's amazing we skipped rehab, lovin' the peace we have, until the cops bust harder than me. They sayin' "freeze f*g hands in the air".

[Hook] Ain't no love, in the heart of the city. Ain't no love in the heart of town (naw no no no no). Ain't no love, in the heart of the city. Ain't no love in the heart of town (naw no no no no).

[Verse 2] She runs, away leavin' me, dumb - founded I look and these thugs, pointing at me with at least three guns.

I say "you must think that 'we freaks huh?", two women asleep (uh) really need the machine gun? For two teens on the streets (bruh).

Polk city police wont cease until all 'em tranny's deceased and DeSantis can have peace as he feasts off the blood from fuckin' souls that he reaps (uh).

Your religions ambitions to eradicate will be as fruitful as your attempts to placate those who sit around and jerk all day to the pics of the Austrian painter by the edge of the bay.

Gon' need you to get the cum outta ya ears and to come out of ya years into the 2000's and hear these kids out for their legitimate fears. 'Cause they off-ing themselves, 'cause they think "daddy don't care". But to them one thing is clear.

[Hook] Ain't no love, in the heart of the city. Ain't no love in the heart of town (naw no no no no). Ain't no love, in the heart of the city. Ain't no love in the heart of town (naw no no no no).

[Verse 3] Kids don't just end up on the streets someone probably put 'em there. It's sick queer kids learn quick that life isn't fair.

Robbed pitifuly of the opportunity to prosper by some imposter on that Michael talkin' that "I'll be there".

Ya'll wonder why they talk so much 'bout makin' love. Ever wonder if it's 'cause they got no hugs?

You see 'em running around the ghetto assumin' they thugs. Funny thing is poverty is poverty & blood is blood.

These kids bleed the same color you do, they ain't all children either and no they don't practice voodoo.

You was raised in the church so ya fear those who don't act like you do. But if your kid wanted to jump what would you do?

[Hook] Ain't no love, in the heart of the city (where's the love?). Ain't no love in the heart of town (naw no no no no). Ain't no love, in the heart of the city (where's the love?). Ain't no love in the heart of town (naw no no no no).