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So he blows up out of nowhere, and Swedes are super smart so it'd make sense. And I was looking at faceless, and thought like, wtf, (2017 btw), if bladee can randomly hop on a gangsta rap song and take this weird out of place looking picture with the gangsta rapper, imagine this Swedish teenager meets a dawg in the back alley whos like Yo.. And his own song comes in, while they're smoking a cig both on mdma, and hes like hey...
I was on Ketamine stretching to 333 and this came to mind and I cannot ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ let go of it, I've loved Bladee ever since I was 13 and I have a memory of me shouting 'yung lean.. bladee' at my parents on LSD when i was 14 trying to get them to put them on. Before he blew up. So is bladee money laundering ?
My god you have to laugh a hearty laugh at these people.
There are actually people who, wear deftones t-shirts like that's a thing. In 2016. These people in these cover bands, you have to laugh. They like, cart around their crappy fender instruments in their mom's minivan to play "a gig" which is really just a way for some dive bar to sell 1-2 drinks because no one would pay to listen to their generic, unproduced "rock" music even if you forcibly pinned them down at gunpoint because- I mean, you have to laugh. Not just at them, but their existence, the way they have lived their life- not at them, or with them- but just at the existing bar- the lack of cultural awareness- that this exists, that their miserable existences are locked in some angry, sweaty-rage induced time capsule of what they once though "rocking out" was- as if it was never just a thing for children- as if there is some undefined zero non-poi