Roar
Ah Flower Thee Meowtiful, I luvit when you dress raw, dawggie sighing. Baby, you're the wildest Tigress, you make your little tigrito roar "I'm fucking single, I don't wanna be fucking single, kitty!"
❤️ You make me roar raw “I wanna be fucking merryd, I’m not fucking merryd, or mehride, you’re my eternal bride, my fluffy, puffy, woolly kitty, so ride, just ride me, as I ride you baby, the Love Legend of the Tang Dynasty, Catty Perry, kitty perrita!”
Zorry for my graphick language, but English is not my motherfucking tang! Oh, you have some tang, cuz I’m ❤️thirsty? I can fuck you❤️, I mean drink you all day! I’ve loved you since I was a kid, I loved you, I 8 U, I used to eat you like crazy, I am ❤️hungry, when not drinking you, baby!
You are all my favoUrite flavoUrs, so many Women of the Tang Dynasty. You are all my favoUrite coloUrs, you are the whole fucking spectrum of the deeleecioUs white powder, my saxophone female rainbow, my supreme sex power!
See, how you knighted you are? Confront it, how united we are! With some real fuckitude! Oops, I meant attitude, fucking positive, fucking positively! Not fucking negative, not fucking negatively! Know what I mean? Fucky-fucky, tangibly, tangily, tangerinely, tangofully!
Not kidding, you can ask my mom, she’s a chemical engineer, she used to scold me eating tang, the sweetest powder I’ve ever known, tons of it, I loved it! My mom claimed that it wasn’t healthy for her adorable baby, that would be me Little Lee, your Love Love! She cried rivers for me, because she wanted me to be happy, and she knew tang made me happy.
She even set up a clandestine or clan-destiny lab for me in the basement, boasting of the most modern, real communist state of the art lab equipment, knowing I loved physics and chemistry, without knowing that extremely amazing passion/obsession of mine would later on in my tangerine life, and for the rest of my bliss, turn into my real phuck-sick and keke-mastery worldwide. She would be happy to know I have found my media naranja, if I’m with her and she’s with me.
FYI, oranges and tangerines are different varieties of the same species. Oranges are larger and tarter, while tangerines are, as a rule, smaller and sweeter. The skins of tangerines tend to be looser, making them easier to peel. Tangerines and clementines are classified as mandarins. You are my tangerine, you are my clemency mandarin, period, end of discussion! To be continued … IRL.
She was my mother, I was her baby, baby loves mommy, she loves her baby, she loves me, I❤️U. Like any mother loves her child. She still cries for me, she wants me to be happy, she says and knows her wonderful poor crybaby aged 50 has not found the right woman yet. But maybe I have.
My mom doesn’t cry rivers for me anymore, she cries oceans for me, her rivers have become oceans, deep oceans that are harder for me to swim as we get older. She’s 76, happily married for 53 years, Roman-Catholic, married only once, to the true Emperor of atheism and communism, my dad. And she doesn’t even know all the woes I’ve been through, as both single and married. I’ve largely kept to myself. She would cry even more. Actually, they are sad love stories.
My beloved parents have three musketeers, I’m the weakest by far. Bu bu butt I’m the phunniest, the most adventurous, and yeah, nay-nay y yay-yay the moose & muse, I mean most stallion romantic & awwtistick you lovemare can cum across! Like really? No? No? Oh no, cuz neighing happily ever after is my thing! And yay-ing, too! Y yay?
No, actually, they’re not very proud of me, their little man, Batman, which is kinda sad. If they only knew how batshit crazy I am not, ah! She says I was supposed to be a baby girl, her Libora, she is Irena. So, obviously something went wrong, I was born a baby boy, Libor, Libore, Liwhore. So today I would be a lay d, I mean lady, not that I wouldn’t love to lay you as a celibate or celibait gentleman who can behave, who beehaves, beeheavens. Let there be heaven!
Scientifically, mom would whisper gently, that tang was pure acid, harmful to my stomach and overall health. But it was so fucking sweet, I couldn’t resist you, you fucking me sweet and sweetly, you fucking me pure and purely, I loved you, I 8 U!
Only a mother who loves her baby understands what’s best for her baby, I’m your baby, right? You are my baby, I know what’s best for you, a gentleman like, like, like I dunno, like … ! You tell me! Nevertheless, I 8 U, I wanna eat you, hungry here, thirsty here, tang! You have me entangled, I don’t know what to do! I mean, I don’t know what else to do! Anything else but this magickal white powder, this supreme white power, inciting longing and belonging and desire!
You know chemical engineers, they sometimes understand what they’re talking about and sometimes they just don’t, they’re full of … science. I could expand on my eating saccharine tang family matter, or on the actual meaning of “sólo mate” in tang love, or in tang slang, in Spanish, in Czech, in English. Because love is universal, uni-versatile, love is unisex, unique sex.
Oh, I’d love to e-Libor-ate, e-Libor-8❤️, err, elaborate on that, but only after we make love, or fuck! Hmmm, I might succumb to an ultra-private love conversation. But I might not, wink wink. Cuz I’m conservative, wait, Liboral!
Oh, you understood “tongue”, my motherfucking tongue? My gosh, my gushing proosy, I speak Prussian! My bro/can EngLeeShh is ter-ruble, I mean terra-rubble! Wright? Baby, butt that would be a luttle vulgar, just a little, butt still vulgar! Tongue, my motherfucking tongue? Baby, butt that would be a luttle obscene, just a little, butt still obscene, fuck!
I’m the woo-man to your mother tongue! So why don’t you take the Tang Dynasty tour with me? I’m the Wu to your Tang, we are the Clan, baby! Ever heard of this Wu-Tang Clan?
The badass hip-hop legend? You hip, I hop! Or you hop and I hip? We bone each other good either way. We actually stand for something great, something really epic, or epiphunny, before we fly low and deep and fall high, higher and higher in this life and the next.
However, the name Wu-Tang is more than just a reference to a movie. The group has also stated that the name is an acronym for "Witty Unpredictable Talent And Natural Game." This acronym reflects the group's approach to hip-hop, which is always about pushing boundaries and breaking the rules.
110% authentic, we completely reinvent the standards of “hip-hop screw”. We always debut, we are just designed to be a highly impactful and assertive force to be reckoned with, and not only in the fucking musick industry. We truly are gangsta rappers. I woo will fucking enter you tang in a different love post about us, our resilience, our indestructible bond. We are all about both controversial and conventional movement and moves, sensual dance.
See, that’s why I wanna be fucking you married. I’m not fucking you married! I’m fucking single! I’m not even fucking you single! Or am I? But maybe I am, I don’t care, as long as you want me to, you rule, Tigress, Perry, my perrita, my gatita, ah Catty! I care, that you fucking roar, jungle girl, you’re so wild! I fucking roar, raw in your face! Baby Jane, you still love my dumbass, don’t you, I’m your fucking Tarzan, so why are you fucking running away? You should fucking stay, just fucking stay, you should be fucking me single or married as we speak or roar or ride!
Katy Perry - Roar
I used to bite my tongue and hold my breath
Scared to rock the boat and make a mess
So I sat quietly, agreed politely
I guess that I forgot I had a choice
I let you push me past the breaking point
I stood for nothing, so I fell for everything
You held me down, but I got up (hey)
Already brushing off the dust
You hear my voice, you hear that sound
Like thunder, gonna shake the ground
You held me down, but I got up (hey)
Get ready 'cause I've had enough
I see it all, I see it now
I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter
Dancing through the fire
'Cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar
Louder, louder than a lion
'Cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
You're gonna hear me roar
Now I'm floatin' like a butterfly
Stinging like a bee, I earned my stripes
I went from zero, to my own hero
You held me down, but I got up (hey)
Already brushing off the dust
You hear my voice, you hear that sound
Like thunder, gonna shake the ground
You held me down, but I got up (hey)
Get ready 'cause I've had enough
I see it all, I see it now
I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter
Dancing through the fire
'Cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar
Louder, louder than a lion
'Cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
You're gonna hear me roar
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (you'll hear me roar)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
You're gonna hear me roar
Roar, roar, roar, roar, roar
I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter
Dancing through the fire
'Cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar
Louder, louder than a lion
'Cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (yeah)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
You're gonna hear me roar
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (you'll hear me roar)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
You're gonna hear me roar
Lana Del Rey - Ride
I was in the winter of my life
And the men I met along the road were my only summer
At night I fell asleep with visions of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them
Three years down the line of being on an endless world tour and my memories of them were the only things that sustained me
And my only real happy times
I was a singer
Not a very popular one
I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet
But upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky
That I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken
But I didn’t really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it to know what true freedom is
When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing how I had been living, they asked me why, but there’s no use in talking to people who have a home
They have no idea what its like to seek safety in other people
For home to be wherever you lie your head
I was always an unusual girl
My mother told me that I had a chameleon soul
No moral compass pointing due north
No fixed personality
Just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean
And if I said I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way I’d be lying
Because I was born to be the other woman
Who belonged to no one
Who belonged to everyone
Who had nothing
Who wanted everything
With a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn’t even talk about it
And pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me
I've been out on that open road
You can be my full time, daddy, white and gold
Singing blues has been getting old
You can be my full time, baby
Hot or cold
Don't break me down (don't break me down)
I've been travelin' too long (I've been travelin' too long)
I've been trying too hard (I've been trying too hard)
With one pretty song (with one pretty song)
I hear the birds on the summer breeze, I drive fast
I am alone at midnight
Been tryin' hard not to get into trouble, but I
I've got a war in my mind
So, I just ride
Just ride, I just ride, I just ride
Dying young and playing hard
That's the way my father made his life an art
Drink all day and we talk 'til dark
That's the way the road doves do it, ride 'til dark
Don't leave me now (don't leave me now)
Don't say good bye (don't say good bye)
Don't turn around (don't turn around)
Leave me high and dry (leave me high and dry)
I hear the birds on the summer breeze, I drive fast
I am alone at midnight
Been tryin' hard not to get into trouble, but I
I've got a war in my mind
I just ride
Just ride, I just ride, I just ride
I'm tired of feeling like I'm fucking crazy
I'm tired of driving 'til I see stars in my eyes
All I've got to keep myself sane, baby
So I just ride, I just ride
I hear the birds on the summer breeze, I drive fast
I am alone at midnight
Been tryin' hard not to get into trouble, but I
I've got a war in my mind
I just ride
Just ride, I just ride, I just ride
Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people
And finally I did
On the open road
We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore
Except to make our lives into a work of art
Live fast
Die young
Be wild
And have fun
I believe in the country America used to be
I believe in the person I want to become
I believe in the freedom of the open road
And my motto is the same as ever
"I believe in the kindness of strangers"
And when I'm at war with myself
I ride
I just ride
Who are you?
Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies?
Have you created a life for yourself where you can experience them?
I have
I am fucking crazy
But I am free
LANA DEL REY- BORN TO DIE
Why? (Got that?)
Who, me? (Louder)
Why? (Got that?)
Feet don't fail me now
Take me to the finish line
Oh, my heart it breaks every step that I take
But I'm hoping that the gates, they'll tell me that you're mine
Walking through the city streets
Is it by mistake or design?
I feel so alone on the Friday nights
Can you make it feel like home if I tell you you're mine?
It's like I told you, honey (louder)
Don't make me sad, don't make me cry
Sometimes love is not enough
And the road gets tough, I don't know why
Keep making me laugh
Let's go get high
The road is long, we carry on
Try to have fun in the meantime
Come and take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane, so (louder)
Choose your last words, this is the last time
'Cause you and I, we were born to die
Lost but now I am found
I can see that once I was blind
I was so confused as a little child
Tryna take what I could get
Scared that I couldn't find
All the answers, honey (louder)
Don't make me sad, don't make me cry
Sometimes love is not enough
And the road gets tough, I don't know why
Keep making me laugh
Let's go get high
The road is long, we carry on
Try to have fun in the meantime
Come and take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane, so (louder)
Choose your last words, this is the last time
'Cause you and I, we were born to die
We were born to die
(We were born to die, we were born to die, we were born to die)
We were born to die
Come and take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane
So, don't make me sad, don't make me cry
Sometimes love is not enough
And the road gets tough, I don't know why
Keep making me laugh
Let's go get high
The road is long, we carry on
Try to have fun in the meantime
Come and take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane, so (louder)
Choose your last words, this is the last time
'Cause you and I, we were born to die
We were born to die
(We were born to die, we were born to die, we were born to die)
We were born to die
Why? (Got that?)
Who, me? (Louder)
(We were born to die, we were born to die, we were born to die)
Why? (Got that?)
… heavily Wu-Tang hip-hoppingly update Did
