Im immortal

teeth falling out perhaps? 🙏

kanye missed the yandhi release date, and exactly year later he did a listening party for LP9

codes

yessir 🙏

Nice

Ok 🙏

? Uncalled for

i forgor 💀

Forgot

Dummy

cool

I'm so scared of the lock

they want to silence us

Hot

The wanna ** the **

i'm not gonna lock it

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they wanna kill the superhero?

Yet again, it was another late, sleepless night in the Tile Green studio. The studio was packed, yet intimate all at the same time. Warm amber lights washed over exotic leather furniture, creating a dimly lit sonic oasis. A sweet aroma of weed smoke clouded the air, while vanilla scented candles were strategically placed around the room. The mood developed into a haze of relaxation. As engineers and producers methodically worked the mixing boards, Tyler and the rest of his entourage nodded along to a rough take of a track that would later be called "Dj Khaled Son". Many individuals in the studio danced along while producers ran the track back, but there stood Oanye in a dark corner, dissecting every piece of "DJ Khaled Son" with surgical precision. The track stopped playing, and Kanye stepped from the shadows. He didn't speak much, but when he did, people listened.

"I'm going back in the booth, play that outro back."

Puzzled, the engineer began playing the outro instrumental back, not questioning Kanye demands. The room fell quiet as people began to observe. As the outro began to play, Kanye put on a pair of monitor headphones, rubbed his beard and began to take a drink of a dark, murky substance. Closing his eyes, Kanye began to flow freely.

"I keep my gun on me like Dj Khaled Son." Producers and entourage members in the studio began to look around the room to see if others were witnessing what was happening. Kanye continued crooning into the microphone, while the mood became even darker in the studio.

"I heard you can't say redacted# no more, redacted no more" The Engineer looked over to Tyler with concern. The engineer whispered, "should we stop him?" Tyler then put up one finger, as to silence the engineer while shaking his head, not taking his eyes off of Kanye.

"“redacted need to ride too. jk f*** that take them hoes to a drive-thru" Candles in the studio began to flicker and die out, one by one, as if a spirit swept throughout the room.

By now, everyone had stopped what they were doing, all attention was focused on the darkened silhouette in the recording booth. Finishing up his final thoughts, Kanye hung up the headphones, took another sip of muddy water, and crept out of the recording booth.

As he came back into the studio, all eyes followed his every movement. Kanye retreated back to his shadowed corner, where he leaned against the wall with his fingers interlocked and pressed against his lips, as if in deep thought. The silence of the room created an uneasy tension. The uneasiness built more and more, as studio members waited for him to speak. Finally, he broke the silence.

"Play it back."

also this isnt even true

? Hes back on the gram

never left