Kyoka Jirou was strumming on the table with her fingers "Hey Yaomomo, I was thinking about our graduation party earlier and wouldn't it be better to have like a live performance at the party"
"Yeah I was thinking that but who would perform for a group of students"
"No one popular without serious cash but what about hiring a small band or a karaoke machine"
"What about that newer artist your always on about"
"Who"
"No Deku or some other name your always muttering about"
"He'd be so perfect for a party except for the fact he like has never shown his face or who he is. Getting hold of him would be hard enough as is"
"It wouldn't be too hard my family owns a share in his record label. It's settled then I'll get Deku for the party"
"Yaomomo I couldn't ask such a big favour of you it wouldn't be fair"
"Nonsense you helped me get together with Shoto and this is going to be a surprise for the class at the party. It's settled Kyo now we just have to organise said party"
Yaomomo left Jirou's room quickly to avoid any further questions about the party. Kyoka shrugged and popped in her earphones to listen to her newest addiction Deku. He was a small time artist just doing whatever he felt like before committing more to a genre like pop or punk. She hit shuffle on the medium sized playlist to start her listening. His more chilled rap sing came on YSIV (BY LOGIC I DON'T OWN IT)
It's that Young Sinatra 4 shit right here
Rest in peace Mac Miller
It's been like 10 years
Here we go (yeah)
Visualizin' and realizin' my life is fuckin' crazy
Poppin' like Jay-Z, Dirty Dancin' on the game Like Swayze
I'm one of the illest and bitch I've been ready to kill it since
So Amazing Bitch, I've been blazin', I'm talkin' grass, I ain't talkin' grazing
They just hit the tape while I sip Scotch Let the haters kick rocks, my shit is tip top and never flip-flop
Why? 'cause my soul too strong
Did this all on my own, 'cause waiting took too long
The flow sophisticated, all these youngins do is rhyme like they inebriated
I'm hatin' but yet that's how you know I made it
I'm one of the illest, I'm one of the realest, I'm ready to kill this
The people, they feel us, me and my team made millions but you know we still us
That's why they wanna kill us, that's why they wanna kill us
RattPack real all the time, we never phony
I'm single-handedly running the game like a Sony
While the rest of these rappers is acting
Pass 'em the Tony, pass 'em the Oscar
From the new school rappers, Logic's the illest on the roster
Smoke like a rasta
Black and white like Bob Marley, yeah, like Bob Marley
These racist motherfuckers hate that last line
Probably haters on the internet ain't got nothing to bargain
Said I'd never make it, bitch, I just sold out the Garden
[AZ]
Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we sip Scotch like Sinatra, screamin "Motherfuck the cops"
They say they want the old Logic, the one that flow like a faucet I'm still the same me, they just don't believe it like they
Agnostic If I spit over the Boom-Bap, then they perceive it as nostaligic
But the truth is, my subject matter has been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the come up 'cause you ain't tainted by fame And you still they little secret, that's the type of bullshit that they frequent
From 19, to 2019, been murderin' this shit for a decade
From the Boom-Bap to the Trap, I let my shits cascade (Listen, yeah, yeah)
So what's the dilly, pass the Phillie, get silly, that's on the really
We snappin' like Uma Thurman in Kill Bill, I'm talkin' Aquilies
Play me like I ain't me, but I provided all the deets'
Who you know worth 50 Mil, still rappin on break beats
From Nasty Nas, Big-L, Tribe, The Roots, and many more
Of course we could never forget Biggie and young Shakur
Fuck the police, no we ain't fuckin' with Al Pastor
I'm the bastard that mastered the flow, I said it once before fa sho While 6ix produce the kicks from the soul, you already know
Fuck these youngins talking outta they ass with no class, I'm here to school 'em
This that real shit, I'm never foolin'
I'm killin' these squares, we call it a massacre
I got the bread, but these fuckers needs the dough like a baker The legends above me love me like the Rza, like Nas, like Jay 'Cause I mastered the flow from back in the day
Respected by my peers from Drizzy to Cole to Kenny
Thank you for the love and inspiration, plenty
Yeah I'm loved by many, and only hated by a little
Now I think it's time to switch the lyricism, peep the riddle
I was born in mint condition, I'm everybody's life's mission
Alright, listen, put me 'round your neck and I might glisten
The ultimate connect, I'll get you anything you need
From good credit, to good weed I can make any woman suck seed, control you with high degree
Along with anybody that's in need, I'll make 'em beg and plead
I'm in the pocket of Mafia crime lords and presidents
Without me, they'll evict you from your residence
Hov wrote about me on Dead Prezidents, never irellevent
Not a soul on earth would love me if I weren't me
No matter what year I'm in, I'm current, see?
People that have me, yeah they power's so immense
But people without me, make no sense, god damn
The world revolve around me, the law evolve around me
The shit people do to get a piece of me astound me
Blood stains my face when drug deals go wrong
I'm given to the greatest athletes when they go long
You could put me in check, but I'm still laughing all the way to the bank
I'm the reason that the Titanic sank
I'm always there for you, yeah, when it comes down to the wire And some people even tuck me away 'til they retire
I usually come around on the First and Fifteenth
If you owe me to somebody then they'll leave you beneath
People go crazy when they feel me, in the Middle East they drill me
If you let your guard down, then some people'll steal me
I knew these two dudes that's always been homies since fifth grade
Always schemin' on the block, selling crack to get paid
Now they never graduated, thought that shit a charade
Only thing on they mind that wasn't me was get laid
Then one day, they had a falling out on the block
One thought the other one had been stealing his rock
'Cause he coulda sworn he had more weight in his stock
Pulled out the Glock and his homie yelled 'stop!'
But before he had the chance to pull the trigger, oh shit here come the cops
They saw the gun and blew them both away
Now there's two more kids dead in the street all before twenty Over me, the most important thing to man, money!
Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we sip Scotch Like Sinatra screamin' "motherfuck the cops"
We just some motherfuckin' KIDS
We just some motherfuckin' KIDS
The song had finished by the time Jirou had got dressed for dinner made by Bakugou. After 3 years of living together Bakugou refused to eat anyone's cooking but his and he pretended to eat his girlfriend's 'Camie' whenever she was over which was every other weekend now. The 19 of them got along perfectly as a class now that the grapist had left after the first year. A Deep Dope song had come on to play in her entry to the common area. Bakugou had made Katsudon for a change. Normally he made some spicy food he'd dare them all to eat and they all got used to it eventually. But this meal wasn't spicy at all it was kinda plain if she was honest but good plain.
"Wow BakuBro didn't know you could cook anything without spice all over it"
"Shut it Kiri today's one of the only ever exceptions to that rule"
"Why's that Katsu huh tell me?"
"No shut up it's too personal just to tell anyone"
"But I'm your Bro Katsu and Ashi is like ur Bro 'Sis'"
Jirou tuned out as she started listening to one of Deku's darker songs. It was indie song called Broken and it was really personal.(BY LUND). Like he was just singing 'bout his shitty life.
Will you end my pain?
Will you take my life?
Will you bleed me out?
Will you hang me out to dry?
Will you take my soul in the midnight rain?
While I'm falling apart
While I'm going
Will you end my pain?
Will you take my life?
Will you bleed me out?
Will you hang me out to dry?
Will you take my soul in the midnight rain?
While I'm falling apart
While I'm going insane
Most people are searching for happiness
They're looking for it
They're trying to find it in someone
Or something outside of themselves
That's a fundamental mistake
Happiness is something that you are
And it comes from the way you speak
Can you break my bones?
Will you tear my skin?
Can you taste my lust?
Can you feel my sin?
See, I'm a waste of life
I should just kill myself
Yeah, I could slit my wrists
But it really wouldn't help
Wouldn't fix my issues
Or change your mind
'Cause I broke your heart
And you buried mine
Now, I'm six feet deep
And I can't breathe
I got dirt in my eyes
And blood on my sleeves
But I dig my way up
Through these roots and leaves
So I can get some air
So I can finally breathe
And now I'm on my knees
Oh baby, begging please
Will you
Will you
Will you end my pain?
Will you take my life?
Will you bleed me out?
Will you hang me out to dry?
Will you take my soul in the midnight rain?
While I'm falling apart
While I'm going
Will you end my pain?
Will you take my life?
Will you bleed me out?
Will you hang me out to dry?
Will you take my soul in the midnight rain?
While I'm falling apart
While I'm going insane
We cannot choose the things that will happen to us
But we can choose the attitude we want to take
Towards anything that happens to us
Goodbye
Don't you miss me when I'm gone
Goodbye
'Cause you're the fucking reason that I'm not around
Goodbye
Don't you miss me when I'm, miss me when I'm gone
Goodbye
'Cause you're the fucking reason that I'm not around
Fucking reason that I'm not around
Bitch, you're the fucking reason that I'm not around
The conversation around her got really heated so naturally she tried to defuse it.
"Yo Bakugou where did you get this recipe man it totally rocks"
"My auntie made it up for her son when we were in middle school together"
"Can I get it for later?"
"Definitely not that's Auntie Inko's pride and joy"
"Oh" The conversation kinda died there and everybody kinda drifted back to their respective seats that they had unofficially officially claimed. As she lounged in the beanbag next to the recliner seat someone tapped on her shoulder.
"Sorry to bother your revelry but you have decent taste in punk/indie music would you happen to recommend a song"
Startled by Tokoyami's sudden forwardness she kinda froze.
"Sorry I don't really have one of the top of my head but I'd recommend listening to Deku is you get the chance all his songs kinda vary depending on the time but he has a few you'd like"
"Is that what your listening to now"
Getting invested in her music talk she stood up and showed him her playlist.
"Yeah I'm listening to Sick Boy (BY The Chainsmokers) right now, here play it"
I'm from the east side of America
Where we choose pride over character
And we can pick sides, but this is us, this is us, this is
I live on the west side of America
Where they spin lies into fairy dust
And we can pick sides, but this is us, this is us, this is
And don't believe the narcissism
When everyone projects and expects you to listen to 'em
Make no mistake, I live in a prison
That I built myself, it is my religion
And they say that I am the sick boy
Easy to say, when you don't take the risk, boy
Welcome to the narcissism
Where we're united under our indifference
And I'm from the east side of America
Where we desensitize by hysteria
And we can pick sides, but this is us, this is us, this is
I live on the west side of America
Where they spin lies into fairy dust
And we can pick sides, but this is us, this is us, this is
I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy
I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy
They say that I am the sick boy
And they call me the sick boy
Don't believe the narcissism
When everyone projects and expects you to listen to 'em
Make no mistake, I live in a prison
That I built myself, it is my religion
And they say that I am the sick boy
Easy to say, when you don't take the risk, boy
Welcome to the narcissism
Where we're united under our indifference
Feed yourself with my life's work
How many likes is my life worth?
Feed yourself with my life's work
How many likes is my life worth?
Feed yourself with my life's work
How many likes is my life worth?
Feed yourself on my life's work
How many likes is my life worth?
I'm from the east side of America
I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy
I live on the west side of America
I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy
I'm from the east side of America
They say that I am the sick boy
I live on the west side of America
Yeah, they call me the sick boy
I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy
I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy
They say that I am the sick boy
Yeah, they call me the sick boy
"I thank you Jirou this is most satisfactory I will leave you to continue in your revelry"
Tokoyami left scrolling down along his phone looking for another song. 'Odd he's never come up to me for music advice it's normally me going to him' she thought.