Waldo Geraldo Balldo
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And proceeding to give the correct advice is only more wild. Its as if reality itself has fundamentally shifted since the inauguration.
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Doe v. Bonnell 1:25-cv-20757 — District Court, S.D. Florida
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- Docket No.
- 1:25-cv-20757
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- Court
- District Court, S.D. Florida
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- Filed
- 17 de Feb, 2025
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- Nature of Suit
- 440 Civil Rights: Other
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- Cause
- 28:1331 Fed. Question: Personal Injury
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- Federal Question
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- Jury Demand
- Defendant
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- 29 de Jun, 2026
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- Steven Bonnell, II, Jane Doe
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| 280 | 29 de Jun, 2026 | PAPERLESS ORDER SETTING HEARING. A hearing on Plaintiff's Motion for Leave to File Under Seal and Plaintiff's Motion for Sanctions under FRCP 37(e)(2) for Defendant's Spoliation of Evidence, ECF Nos. 251, 262 is hereby SET before the undersigned on Wednesday, July 29, 2026, at 2:00 p.m., at the Wilkie D. Ferguson, Jr. Courthouse, Courtroom 11-4, 400 North Miami Avenue, Miami, Florida 33128. Given that the Motions pertain to evidence central to the resolution of Plaintiff's claims, this matter is hereby removed from its current trial calendar and shall be reset after the Court's ruling. Signed by Judge Jacqueline Becerra (drn) (Entered: 06/30/2026) | |
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| — | 29 de Jun, 2026 | SYSTEM ENTRY - Docket Entry 279 [misc] restricted/sealed until further notice. (2213918) | |
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| — | 29 de Jun, 2026 | SYSTEM ENTRY - Docket Entry 281 [misc] restricted/sealed until further notice. (766837) |
Waldo Geraldo Balldo
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Wait am I being autistic or are you saying because tiny pebble brain isn’t drawing attention to Rose she is special?
The 17 year old thing makes sense… fear that he fucked up and engaged with heinous debauchery with a child would make anyone scramble and try to keep eyes off her.
But your wording is making my brain go funky.
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These talking points are way too specific to this thread. Which probably means he's reading it as well.
In which case, Ralph you should totally cut a promo on Destiny. Maybe come out as the loving father or some shit.
REPENT BISH
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I remember a few months ago someone on reddit posted a screenshot of Tiny's website/discord and it was a bunch of reddit links to people talking about him I didn't save it and now I can't find it.
I'm like 99% certain it was in one of the redscarepod subreddits and the reddit links were of r/livestreamfails and r/redscarepod discussions of him.
Does anyone have screenshots of that?
I'm like 99% certain it was in one of the redscarepod subreddits and the reddit links were of r/livestreamfails and r/redscarepod discussions of him.
Does anyone have screenshots of that?
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It might not have been something so clear from the outset. But I see Destiny as being the culmination of archetypical synthesis.
Allow me to rival @Neb Nobody and Phantom Kant's autism for a post. Also I'm stealing your gimmick Blav.
SARGONIAN HUBRIS
In the beginning, there were the skeptics. Their drama is mostly mild by today's standards, primarily discord and youtube shenanigans.
But there was one personality who managed to make a total fucking ass out of himself and spectacularly combusted, Sargon of Akkad. And, Destiny shares similar traits and behavior:
1. Short as shit
2. Lust for tranny cock
3. Yearning to escape his sphere of influence and become an important political person. And would even dismiss drama as beneath him yet...
4. Constantly engage in drama from the periphery using big overtures (see Carl's Hello Jim and Destiny's Manifestos) and catty snipes (the Not Sargon twitter account/Destiny's DGG chats)
RALPHATTUDE
The comparison to Ralph's revenge pornography is obvious, but allow me to enumerate their many similarities:
1. Short as shit
2. Fecal enthusiasm (Ralph's truffle hunting and Destiny's ass eating)
3. Deadbeat Dad status
4. Substance abuse
5. Twice Divorced
Fundamentally here, they are similarly slimy individuals and regard women very poorly. They also seem to get an inexplicable amount of action considering their personalities. (Ralph less so nowadays lmao)
BALLDONIAN OBSTINENCE
Magichan is fucking real, I am convinced of it. "But Goku, Destiny never touched the medallion"
Yes, but the spiritual contagion is real. Lest we all forget that Destiny had a debate with Nick not too long before his life began to implode.
Proof of this contagion lies in this:
1. An absurd denial of facts (Rekieta's daughter coke test and Destiny's admittance over noncon sharing of vids)
2. Engaging in antagonism towards those who could legally harm him (Rekieta vs the State and Destiny shit talking Stasia and Chaeiry)
3. Absolutely unfounded legal confidence
4. Callous admittance of tangential illegal acts (Destiny recordings and Nick's hack of Aaron's emails)
Clearly, Magichan's influence has found a new host for a time. And she seems to enjoy the pain derived from her victims' legal woes.
Funny enough, we can even list personal similarities between Nick and Destiny
1. Love of cock
2. Substance Abuse
3. Sexual Deviance
4. Difficulty cumming
In conclusion, we are witnesses to something unholy and fascinating. Clearly there is some sort of unconscious force binding these cows together and amplifying with each successive drama arc. Only time will tell if like the others, Destiny will engage in his own spectacular self-immolation.
But regardless, the ride will be fun. SUFFAH TINY
Allow me to rival @Neb Nobody and Phantom Kant's autism for a post. Also I'm stealing your gimmick Blav.
SARGONIAN HUBRIS
In the beginning, there were the skeptics. Their drama is mostly mild by today's standards, primarily discord and youtube shenanigans.
But there was one personality who managed to make a total fucking ass out of himself and spectacularly combusted, Sargon of Akkad. And, Destiny shares similar traits and behavior:
1. Short as shit
2. Lust for tranny cock
3. Yearning to escape his sphere of influence and become an important political person. And would even dismiss drama as beneath him yet...
4. Constantly engage in drama from the periphery using big overtures (see Carl's Hello Jim and Destiny's Manifestos) and catty snipes (the Not Sargon twitter account/Destiny's DGG chats)
RALPHATTUDE
The comparison to Ralph's revenge pornography is obvious, but allow me to enumerate their many similarities:
1. Short as shit
2. Fecal enthusiasm (Ralph's truffle hunting and Destiny's ass eating)
3. Deadbeat Dad status
4. Substance abuse
5. Twice Divorced
Fundamentally here, they are similarly slimy individuals and regard women very poorly. They also seem to get an inexplicable amount of action considering their personalities. (Ralph less so nowadays lmao)
BALLDONIAN OBSTINENCE
Magichan is fucking real, I am convinced of it. "But Goku, Destiny never touched the medallion"
Yes, but the spiritual contagion is real. Lest we all forget that Destiny had a debate with Nick not too long before his life began to implode.
Proof of this contagion lies in this:
1. An absurd denial of facts (Rekieta's daughter coke test and Destiny's admittance over noncon sharing of vids)
2. Engaging in antagonism towards those who could legally harm him (Rekieta vs the State and Destiny shit talking Stasia and Chaeiry)
3. Absolutely unfounded legal confidence
4. Callous admittance of tangential illegal acts (Destiny recordings and Nick's hack of Aaron's emails)
Clearly, Magichan's influence has found a new host for a time. And she seems to enjoy the pain derived from her victims' legal woes.
Funny enough, we can even list personal similarities between Nick and Destiny
1. Love of cock
2. Substance Abuse
3. Sexual Deviance
4. Difficulty cumming
In conclusion, we are witnesses to something unholy and fascinating. Clearly there is some sort of unconscious force binding these cows together and amplifying with each successive drama arc. Only time will tell if like the others, Destiny will engage in his own spectacular self-immolation.
But regardless, the ride will be fun. SUFFAH TINY
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Jesus christ sex pestiny thats amazing! Ethan Ralph chiding you like someone's grandma in church over a missing cupcake and you have a frosting smear over your lip.
He's not mad at you little buddy he just wants you to tell the truth for jesus
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Is this the equvialent to lolcow coping mechanisms? Since I never seen Ethan gets this reflective on anything other than the problems he create for himself after archiving his actions online on this site.
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This... this is poetry made manifest. Art emergent through Life itself as the medium, It's so beautiful I could cry.
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Did I miss some lore on this or is this a schizo post?
Direct comment link: https://www.reddit.com/r/DGGsnark/c...day_leaks_intimate_in_nature_messages/mbyxmhe
Thread link: https://www.reddit.com/comments/1ilrvgp
Direct comment link: https://www.reddit.com/r/DGGsnark/c...day_leaks_intimate_in_nature_messages/mbyxmhe
Thread link: https://www.reddit.com/comments/1ilrvgp
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It's not really "confirmed", it's just the explanation that makes the most sense:
Knows Nathan created a KF account almost immediately.
https://kiwifarms.st/threads/steven-bonnell-ii-destiny-destiny-gg.29205/page-1162#post-20397393 (is it me, or is the screenshot way too sharp to be from a "stream"?)
Has messages only the "groyper" or Nathan's "gf" would have.
The account's main focus is Destiny's son.
"Groyper" follows Omaha account.
Both accounts logged out almost immediately to each other.
If you read the "Groyper's" DMs it reads as Nathan's style of writing, imo.
The kiwieater2000 account doesn't post like a KFer, imo. It seems like most of his interest is in Nathan, so he's either this "Groyper", or Nathan himself. And considering that the Groyper is almost certainly Nathan that means that both kiwieater2000 and the "Groyper" are both most likely Nathan.
I do not know what his intentions were, but more than likely he just wanted to troll the thread in some complex way, but obviously it failed. Or maybe he just wanted his dad to talk to him more, and did this whole Groyper shit as a desperate call for attention.
#lurker
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Imagine how fucked your life must be as a DGG footsoldier that you're wasting your youthful years defending and covering for a degenerate sex pest that doesn't care about anything except himself. I have more respect for simps that throw money at titty streamers. What a joke of a fanbase.
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It helps divert attention and spawn off new storylines that make him the victim, and it's worked on a lot of people. Some people think Destiny's account got hacked, someone got access to "nudes" and uploaded them to KF. I've said this before, but anyone suggesting it was only "nudes" is helping cover for Destiny.
Solo provided some info about this:
Anyway, Kelly Jean spittin:
(I agree Kelly, Blav won!)
Again, I don't expect Kelly or JSTLK to just pull up the website but they can show info from here without doing that. Most things here are sourced/archived anyway.
Original message deleted, but who knows who Stasia could be talking about here!
President Sunday talking about how Pisco and Jessiah knew what was happening. Pisco still did the new york stuff with Destiny after finding out btw, no idea why these retards seem to be escaping any kind of criticism. There's a reason these 2 are the only people allowed back in the orbiters club.
I checked Destiny's VOD and he's actually reading a fucking book to his chat again:
If you are one of the people watching this, I have to assume you have some kind of weird Destiny ASMR fetish. There is an actual audio book of this. There is no reason to listen to Destiny reading this book unless you get off to the sound of his retainer clogging up his mouth, or his unbelievably shit audio setup where you can hear him swallow saliva and clear his throat in between hammering his keyboard to sext teenagers.
S. Key Leton
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I want to be charitable towards Pisco and Jessiah so I will mention that they probably knew about it mostly from Destiny himself which may be a vastly different version that was publicized by Pxie. I want to believe that, rather than they knew full detail and ditched Destiny only after they couldn't be clueless anymore.President Sunday talking about how Pisco and Jessiah knew what was happening. Pisco still did the new york stuff with Destiny after finding out btw, no idea why these retards seem to be escaping any kind of criticism. There's a reason these 2 are the only people allowed back in the orbiters club.
Destiny issues aside, it's actually kino content for me. Someone engaging with source material and analyzing it in relation to current events sounds fun to my autistic brain but unfortunately Destiny had to fucking ruin it, like everything he touches.I checked Destiny's VOD and he's actually reading a fucking book to his chat again
If you are one of the people watching this, I have to assume you have some kind of weird Destiny ASMR fetish. There is an actual audio book of this. There is no reason to listen to Destiny reading this book unless you get off to the sound of his retainer clogging up his mouth, or his unbelievably shit audio setup where you can hear him swallow saliva and clear his throat in between hammering his keyboard to sext teenagers.
Nothing Worth
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Destiny has been a dedicated user of the website last.fm since 2010: https://www.last.fm/user/StevenBonnellII/
If his recent song history tells us anything it's that he is, indeed, crawling in his skin. Or he wants us to think he is like this is 2006 posting. He also uses the site to find beats to use on stream (more below) and his recent history includes a lot of post-rock/beats.
On February 7th (Friday) he seemed to just be typing his feelings into the song search to return titles like "Losing a Whole Year" and "Will I Ever Care" at 2 AM EST (EDT)
The titles of February 9th seem more optimistic but keep in mind anything played after 12 PM Eastern may be for stream on most days.
But let's consider what he's been playing the most often over the past seven days:
He has played Kendrick Lamar's "Mortal Man" 13 times. This is a 12 minute song. Lyrics without further commentary:
For a litany of reasons he cannot play Kendrick on stream. Instead, he's using this song to self-soothe while he's streaming with this in his ear.
Note: I drafted this last night and he has not listened to anything today, February 10th thus far.
If his recent song history tells us anything it's that he is, indeed, crawling in his skin. Or he wants us to think he is like this is 2006 posting. He also uses the site to find beats to use on stream (more below) and his recent history includes a lot of post-rock/beats.
On February 7th (Friday) he seemed to just be typing his feelings into the song search to return titles like "Losing a Whole Year" and "Will I Ever Care" at 2 AM EST (EDT)
The titles of February 9th seem more optimistic but keep in mind anything played after 12 PM Eastern may be for stream on most days.
But let's consider what he's been playing the most often over the past seven days:
He has played Kendrick Lamar's "Mortal Man" 13 times. This is a 12 minute song. Lyrics without further commentary:
Oh, oh (ooh)
Whoa, oh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah (ow), uh
The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows they propel it
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said, my nigga, let me ask this question
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan (1-2, 1-2, 1-2), uh
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows stay propellin'
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said, my nigga, let me ask this question
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Won't you look to your left and right? Make sure you ask your friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily? Is your heart where it need to be?
Is your smile on permanent? Is your vow on lifetime?
Would you know where the sermon is if I died in this next line?
If I'm tried in a court of law, if the industry cut me off
If the government want me dead, plant cocaine in my car
Would you judge me a drug-head or see me as K. Lamar?
Or question my character and degrade me on every blog?
Want you to love me like Nelson, want you to hug me like Nelson
I freed you from being a slave in your mind, you're very welcome
You tell me my song is more than a song, it's surely a blessing
But a prophet ain't a prophet 'til they ask you this question
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Won't you look to your left and right? Make sure you ask your friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows stay propellin'
Let my words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that
Do you believe in me? How much you believe in her?
You think she gon' stick around if them 25 years occur?
You think he can hold you down when you down behind bars, hurt?
You think y'all on common ground if you promise to be the first?
Can you be immortalized without your life being expired?
Even though you share the same blood, is it worth the time?
Like, who got your best interest?
Like, how much are you dependent?
How clutch are the people that say they love you? And who pretending?
How tough is your skin when they turn you in?
Do you show forgiveness?
What brush do you bend when dusting your shoulders from being offended?
What kind of den did they put you in when the lions start hissing?
What kind of bridge did they burn?
Revenge on your mind when it's mentioned
You wanna love like Nelson, you wanna be like Nelson
You wanna walk in his shoes, but your peacemaking seldom
You wanna be remembered that delivered the message
That considered the blessing of everyone
This your lesson for everyone, say
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Won't you look to your left and right? Make sure you ask your friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
The voice of Mandela, hope this flow stay propellin'
Let my word be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And if you riding with me, nigga
I been wrote off before, I got abandonment issues
I hold grudges like bad judges, don't let me resent you
That's not Nelson-likewant you to love me like Nelson
I went to Robben's Island analysing; that's where his cell is
So I could find claritylike, how much you cherish me?
Is this relationship a fake, or real as the heavens be?
See, I got to question it all; family, friends, fans, cats, dogs
Trees, plants, grass, how the wind blow, Murphy's Law
Generation X, will I ever be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step', mauled by the mouth of Pit bulls
Put me under stress, crawled under rocks, duckin' y'all
It's respect but then tomorrow, put my back against the wall
How many leaders you said you needed then left 'em for dead?
Is it Moses? Is it Huey Newton or Detroit Red?
Is it Martin Luther? JFK? Shooter you assassin
Is it Jackie? Is it Jesse? Oh, I know it's Michael Jackson, oh
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
That nigga gave us "Billie Jean, " you say he touched those kids?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows stay propelling
Let my word be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And if you riding with me, nigga, let me ask this question, nigga
"I remember you was conflicted
Misusing your influence
Sometimes I did the same
Abusing my power, full of resentment
Resentment that turned into a deep depression
Found myself screaming in the hotel room
I didn't wanna self-destruct
The evils of Lucy was all around me
So I went running for answers
Until I came home
But that didn't stop survivor's guilt
Going back and forth trying to convince myself the stripes I earned
Or maybe how A-1 my foundation was
But while my loved ones was fighting the continuous war back in the city
I was entering a new one
A war that was based on apartheid and discrimination
Made me wanna go back to the city and tell the homies what I learned
The word was respect
Just because you wore a different gang color than mine's
Doesn't mean I can't respect you as a black man
Forgetting all the pain and hurt we caused each other in these streets
If I respect you, we unify and stop the enemy from killing us
But I don't know, I'm no mortal man
Maybe I'm just another nigga"
Shit and that's all I wrote
I was gonna call it "Another Nigga, " but it ain't really a poem
I just felt like it's something you probably could relate to
Other than that, now that I finally got a chance to holla at you
I always wanted to ask you about a certain situa-
About a metaphor, actually, uh, you spoke on the ground
What you mean by that? What the ground represent?
The ground is gonna open up and swallow the evil
Right
That's how I see it, my word is bond
I seeand the ground is the symbol for the poor people
Right
The poor people is gonna open up this whole world
And swallow up the rich people
'Cause the rich people gonna be so fat (mhm)
And they gonna be so appetizing (mhm)
You know what I'm saying, wealthy (right), appetizing (hungry)
The poor gonna be so poor, and hungry
Right
You know what I'm saying, it's gonna be like
You know what I'm saying, it's gonna be
There might, there might be some cannibalism out this muhfu-
They might eat the rich, you know what I'm saying?
A'ight, so let me ask you this, then
Do you see yourself as somebody that's rich
Or somebody that made the best of they own opportunities?
I see myself as a natural-born hustler
A true hustler in every sense of the word
I took nothin', I took the opportunities
I worked at the m-most menial and degrading job
And built myself up so I could get it to where I owned it
I-I went from having somebody managing me
To me hiring the person that works my management company (right)
I changed everything, I realized my destiny
In a matter of five years, you know what I'm saying?
I made myself a millionaire (right), I made, I made millions for a lot of people
Now it's time to make millions for myself, you know what I'm saying?
I made millions for the record companies (mhm)
I made millions for these movie companies (mhm)
Now I make millions for, for us (mmm)
And through your different avenues of success
How would you say you managed to keep a level of sanity?
By my faith in God, by my faith in the game
And by my faith in "all good, all good things come to those that stay true"
Right
You know what I'm saying?
And it was happening to me for a reason
You know what I'm saying, I was noticing, shit
I was punching the right buttons and it was happening
So, it's no problem, you know
I mean, it's a problem, but I'm not finna let them know (hmm)
I'm finna go straight through
Would you consider yourself a fighter at heart or somebody that
Somebody that only reacts when they back is against the wall?
Shit, I like to think that at every opportunity I've ever been
Uh, threatened with resistance, it's been met with resistance
And not only me, but it goes down my family tree
You know what I'm saying, it's in my veins to fight back
A'ight, well, how long will you think it take before niggas be like
"We fighting a war, I'm fighting a war I can't win
And I wanna lay it all down"
In this country, a Black man only have like
Five years we can exhibit maximum strength
And that's right now while you a teenager, while you still strong
While you still wanna lift weights, while you still wanna shoot back
'Cause once you turn thirty it's like
They take the heart and soul out of a man
Out of a Black man in this country
And you don't wanna fight no more
And if you don't believe me, you can look around
You don't see no loud mouth thirty-year old motherfuckers (mhm)
That's crazy, because me, being one of your offsprings of the legacy you left behind
I can truly tell you that there's nothing but turmoil goin' on so, I want to ask you
What you think is the future for me and my generation today?
I think that niggas is tired of grabbin' shit out the stores
And next time it's a riot it's gonna be like, uh, bloodshed, for real
I don't think America know that
I think America think we was just playing
And it's gonna be some more playing but
It ain't gonna be no playing
It's gonna be murder, you know what I'm saying?
It's gonna be like Nat Turner, 1831 (mhm), up in this motherfucker
You know what I'm saying, it's gonna happen (mmm)
That's crazy, man, in my opinion
Only hope that we kinda have left is music and vibrations
A lot of people don't understand how important it is, you know
Sometimes I can like, get behind a mic and I don't know what type of energy
I'ma push out or where it comes from
Trip me out sometimes
Because it's spirits, we ain't even really rappin'
We just letting our dead homies tell stories for us (damn)
I wanted to read one last thing to you
It's actually something a good friend had wrote
Describing my world
It says
"The caterpillar is a prisoner to the streets that conceived it
Its only job is to eat or consume everything around it
In order to protect itself from this mad city
While consuming its environment
The caterpillar begins to notice ways to survive
One thing it noticed is how much the world shuns him
But praises the butterfly
The butterfly represents the talent, the thoughtfulness and the beauty within the caterpillar
But having a harsh outlook on life, the caterpillar sees the butterfly as weak
And figures out a way to pimp it to his own benefits
Already surrounded by this mad city
The caterpillar goes to work on the cocoon
Which institutionalizes him
He can no longer see past his own thoughts, he's trapped
When trapped inside these walls certain ideas take root, such as
Going home, and bringing back new concepts to this mad city
The result?
Wings begin to emerge, breaking the cycle of feeling stagnant
Finally free, the butterfly sheds light on situations
That the caterpillar never considered
Ending the internal struggle
Although the butterfly and caterpillar are completely different
They are one and the same"
What's your perspective on that?
Pac? Pac? Pac?
Whoa, oh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah (ow), uh
The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows they propel it
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said, my nigga, let me ask this question
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan (1-2, 1-2, 1-2), uh
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows stay propellin'
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said, my nigga, let me ask this question
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Won't you look to your left and right? Make sure you ask your friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily? Is your heart where it need to be?
Is your smile on permanent? Is your vow on lifetime?
Would you know where the sermon is if I died in this next line?
If I'm tried in a court of law, if the industry cut me off
If the government want me dead, plant cocaine in my car
Would you judge me a drug-head or see me as K. Lamar?
Or question my character and degrade me on every blog?
Want you to love me like Nelson, want you to hug me like Nelson
I freed you from being a slave in your mind, you're very welcome
You tell me my song is more than a song, it's surely a blessing
But a prophet ain't a prophet 'til they ask you this question
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Won't you look to your left and right? Make sure you ask your friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows stay propellin'
Let my words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that
Do you believe in me? How much you believe in her?
You think she gon' stick around if them 25 years occur?
You think he can hold you down when you down behind bars, hurt?
You think y'all on common ground if you promise to be the first?
Can you be immortalized without your life being expired?
Even though you share the same blood, is it worth the time?
Like, who got your best interest?
Like, how much are you dependent?
How clutch are the people that say they love you? And who pretending?
How tough is your skin when they turn you in?
Do you show forgiveness?
What brush do you bend when dusting your shoulders from being offended?
What kind of den did they put you in when the lions start hissing?
What kind of bridge did they burn?
Revenge on your mind when it's mentioned
You wanna love like Nelson, you wanna be like Nelson
You wanna walk in his shoes, but your peacemaking seldom
You wanna be remembered that delivered the message
That considered the blessing of everyone
This your lesson for everyone, say
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Won't you look to your left and right? Make sure you ask your friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
The voice of Mandela, hope this flow stay propellin'
Let my word be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And if you riding with me, nigga
I been wrote off before, I got abandonment issues
I hold grudges like bad judges, don't let me resent you
That's not Nelson-likewant you to love me like Nelson
I went to Robben's Island analysing; that's where his cell is
So I could find claritylike, how much you cherish me?
Is this relationship a fake, or real as the heavens be?
See, I got to question it all; family, friends, fans, cats, dogs
Trees, plants, grass, how the wind blow, Murphy's Law
Generation X, will I ever be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step', mauled by the mouth of Pit bulls
Put me under stress, crawled under rocks, duckin' y'all
It's respect but then tomorrow, put my back against the wall
How many leaders you said you needed then left 'em for dead?
Is it Moses? Is it Huey Newton or Detroit Red?
Is it Martin Luther? JFK? Shooter you assassin
Is it Jackie? Is it Jesse? Oh, I know it's Michael Jackson, oh
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
That nigga gave us "Billie Jean, " you say he touched those kids?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows stay propelling
Let my word be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And if you riding with me, nigga, let me ask this question, nigga
"I remember you was conflicted
Misusing your influence
Sometimes I did the same
Abusing my power, full of resentment
Resentment that turned into a deep depression
Found myself screaming in the hotel room
I didn't wanna self-destruct
The evils of Lucy was all around me
So I went running for answers
Until I came home
But that didn't stop survivor's guilt
Going back and forth trying to convince myself the stripes I earned
Or maybe how A-1 my foundation was
But while my loved ones was fighting the continuous war back in the city
I was entering a new one
A war that was based on apartheid and discrimination
Made me wanna go back to the city and tell the homies what I learned
The word was respect
Just because you wore a different gang color than mine's
Doesn't mean I can't respect you as a black man
Forgetting all the pain and hurt we caused each other in these streets
If I respect you, we unify and stop the enemy from killing us
But I don't know, I'm no mortal man
Maybe I'm just another nigga"
Shit and that's all I wrote
I was gonna call it "Another Nigga, " but it ain't really a poem
I just felt like it's something you probably could relate to
Other than that, now that I finally got a chance to holla at you
I always wanted to ask you about a certain situa-
About a metaphor, actually, uh, you spoke on the ground
What you mean by that? What the ground represent?
The ground is gonna open up and swallow the evil
Right
That's how I see it, my word is bond
I seeand the ground is the symbol for the poor people
Right
The poor people is gonna open up this whole world
And swallow up the rich people
'Cause the rich people gonna be so fat (mhm)
And they gonna be so appetizing (mhm)
You know what I'm saying, wealthy (right), appetizing (hungry)
The poor gonna be so poor, and hungry
Right
You know what I'm saying, it's gonna be like
You know what I'm saying, it's gonna be
There might, there might be some cannibalism out this muhfu-
They might eat the rich, you know what I'm saying?
A'ight, so let me ask you this, then
Do you see yourself as somebody that's rich
Or somebody that made the best of they own opportunities?
I see myself as a natural-born hustler
A true hustler in every sense of the word
I took nothin', I took the opportunities
I worked at the m-most menial and degrading job
And built myself up so I could get it to where I owned it
I-I went from having somebody managing me
To me hiring the person that works my management company (right)
I changed everything, I realized my destiny
In a matter of five years, you know what I'm saying?
I made myself a millionaire (right), I made, I made millions for a lot of people
Now it's time to make millions for myself, you know what I'm saying?
I made millions for the record companies (mhm)
I made millions for these movie companies (mhm)
Now I make millions for, for us (mmm)
And through your different avenues of success
How would you say you managed to keep a level of sanity?
By my faith in God, by my faith in the game
And by my faith in "all good, all good things come to those that stay true"
Right
You know what I'm saying?
And it was happening to me for a reason
You know what I'm saying, I was noticing, shit
I was punching the right buttons and it was happening
So, it's no problem, you know
I mean, it's a problem, but I'm not finna let them know (hmm)
I'm finna go straight through
Would you consider yourself a fighter at heart or somebody that
Somebody that only reacts when they back is against the wall?
Shit, I like to think that at every opportunity I've ever been
Uh, threatened with resistance, it's been met with resistance
And not only me, but it goes down my family tree
You know what I'm saying, it's in my veins to fight back
A'ight, well, how long will you think it take before niggas be like
"We fighting a war, I'm fighting a war I can't win
And I wanna lay it all down"
In this country, a Black man only have like
Five years we can exhibit maximum strength
And that's right now while you a teenager, while you still strong
While you still wanna lift weights, while you still wanna shoot back
'Cause once you turn thirty it's like
They take the heart and soul out of a man
Out of a Black man in this country
And you don't wanna fight no more
And if you don't believe me, you can look around
You don't see no loud mouth thirty-year old motherfuckers (mhm)
That's crazy, because me, being one of your offsprings of the legacy you left behind
I can truly tell you that there's nothing but turmoil goin' on so, I want to ask you
What you think is the future for me and my generation today?
I think that niggas is tired of grabbin' shit out the stores
And next time it's a riot it's gonna be like, uh, bloodshed, for real
I don't think America know that
I think America think we was just playing
And it's gonna be some more playing but
It ain't gonna be no playing
It's gonna be murder, you know what I'm saying?
It's gonna be like Nat Turner, 1831 (mhm), up in this motherfucker
You know what I'm saying, it's gonna happen (mmm)
That's crazy, man, in my opinion
Only hope that we kinda have left is music and vibrations
A lot of people don't understand how important it is, you know
Sometimes I can like, get behind a mic and I don't know what type of energy
I'ma push out or where it comes from
Trip me out sometimes
Because it's spirits, we ain't even really rappin'
We just letting our dead homies tell stories for us (damn)
I wanted to read one last thing to you
It's actually something a good friend had wrote
Describing my world
It says
"The caterpillar is a prisoner to the streets that conceived it
Its only job is to eat or consume everything around it
In order to protect itself from this mad city
While consuming its environment
The caterpillar begins to notice ways to survive
One thing it noticed is how much the world shuns him
But praises the butterfly
The butterfly represents the talent, the thoughtfulness and the beauty within the caterpillar
But having a harsh outlook on life, the caterpillar sees the butterfly as weak
And figures out a way to pimp it to his own benefits
Already surrounded by this mad city
The caterpillar goes to work on the cocoon
Which institutionalizes him
He can no longer see past his own thoughts, he's trapped
When trapped inside these walls certain ideas take root, such as
Going home, and bringing back new concepts to this mad city
The result?
Wings begin to emerge, breaking the cycle of feeling stagnant
Finally free, the butterfly sheds light on situations
That the caterpillar never considered
Ending the internal struggle
Although the butterfly and caterpillar are completely different
They are one and the same"
What's your perspective on that?
Pac? Pac? Pac?
For a litany of reasons he cannot play Kendrick on stream. Instead, he's using this song to self-soothe while he's streaming with this in his ear.
Note: I drafted this last night and he has not listened to anything today, February 10th thus far.
S. Key Leton
kiwifarms.net
- Registrado
- 3 de Ago, 2024
Yeah, I'm thinking that Destiny won't see 2026But let's consider what he's been playing the most often over the past seven days:
He has played Kendrick Lamar's "Mortal Man" 13 times. This is a 12 minute song. Lyrics without further commentary:
For a litany of reasons he cannot play Kendrick on stream. Instead, he's using this song to self-soothe while he's streaming with this in his ear.Oh, oh (ooh)
Whoa, oh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah (ow), uh
The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows they propel it
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said, my nigga, let me ask this question
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan (1-2, 1-2, 1-2), uh
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows stay propellin'
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said, my nigga, let me ask this question
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Won't you look to your left and right? Make sure you ask your friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily? Is your heart where it need to be?
Is your smile on permanent? Is your vow on lifetime?
Would you know where the sermon is if I died in this next line?
If I'm tried in a court of law, if the industry cut me off
If the government want me dead, plant cocaine in my car
Would you judge me a drug-head or see me as K. Lamar?
Or question my character and degrade me on every blog?
Want you to love me like Nelson, want you to hug me like Nelson
I freed you from being a slave in your mind, you're very welcome
You tell me my song is more than a song, it's surely a blessing
But a prophet ain't a prophet 'til they ask you this question
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Won't you look to your left and right? Make sure you ask your friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows stay propellin'
Let my words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that
Do you believe in me? How much you believe in her?
You think she gon' stick around if them 25 years occur?
You think he can hold you down when you down behind bars, hurt?
You think y'all on common ground if you promise to be the first?
Can you be immortalized without your life being expired?
Even though you share the same blood, is it worth the time?
Like, who got your best interest?
Like, how much are you dependent?
How clutch are the people that say they love you? And who pretending?
How tough is your skin when they turn you in?
Do you show forgiveness?
What brush do you bend when dusting your shoulders from being offended?
What kind of den did they put you in when the lions start hissing?
What kind of bridge did they burn?
Revenge on your mind when it's mentioned
You wanna love like Nelson, you wanna be like Nelson
You wanna walk in his shoes, but your peacemaking seldom
You wanna be remembered that delivered the message
That considered the blessing of everyone
This your lesson for everyone, say
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Won't you look to your left and right? Make sure you ask your friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
The voice of Mandela, hope this flow stay propellin'
Let my word be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And if you riding with me, nigga
I been wrote off before, I got abandonment issues
I hold grudges like bad judges, don't let me resent you
That's not Nelson-likewant you to love me like Nelson
I went to Robben's Island analysing; that's where his cell is
So I could find claritylike, how much you cherish me?
Is this relationship a fake, or real as the heavens be?
See, I got to question it all; family, friends, fans, cats, dogs
Trees, plants, grass, how the wind blow, Murphy's Law
Generation X, will I ever be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step', mauled by the mouth of Pit bulls
Put me under stress, crawled under rocks, duckin' y'all
It's respect but then tomorrow, put my back against the wall
How many leaders you said you needed then left 'em for dead?
Is it Moses? Is it Huey Newton or Detroit Red?
Is it Martin Luther? JFK? Shooter you assassin
Is it Jackie? Is it Jesse? Oh, I know it's Michael Jackson, oh
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
That nigga gave us "Billie Jean, " you say he touched those kids?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows stay propelling
Let my word be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And if you riding with me, nigga, let me ask this question, nigga
"I remember you was conflicted
Misusing your influence
Sometimes I did the same
Abusing my power, full of resentment
Resentment that turned into a deep depression
Found myself screaming in the hotel room
I didn't wanna self-destruct
The evils of Lucy was all around me
So I went running for answers
Until I came home
But that didn't stop survivor's guilt
Going back and forth trying to convince myself the stripes I earned
Or maybe how A-1 my foundation was
But while my loved ones was fighting the continuous war back in the city
I was entering a new one
A war that was based on apartheid and discrimination
Made me wanna go back to the city and tell the homies what I learned
The word was respect
Just because you wore a different gang color than mine's
Doesn't mean I can't respect you as a black man
Forgetting all the pain and hurt we caused each other in these streets
If I respect you, we unify and stop the enemy from killing us
But I don't know, I'm no mortal man
Maybe I'm just another nigga"
Shit and that's all I wrote
I was gonna call it "Another Nigga, " but it ain't really a poem
I just felt like it's something you probably could relate to
Other than that, now that I finally got a chance to holla at you
I always wanted to ask you about a certain situa-
About a metaphor, actually, uh, you spoke on the ground
What you mean by that? What the ground represent?
The ground is gonna open up and swallow the evil
Right
That's how I see it, my word is bond
I seeand the ground is the symbol for the poor people
Right
The poor people is gonna open up this whole world
And swallow up the rich people
'Cause the rich people gonna be so fat (mhm)
And they gonna be so appetizing (mhm)
You know what I'm saying, wealthy (right), appetizing (hungry)
The poor gonna be so poor, and hungry
Right
You know what I'm saying, it's gonna be like
You know what I'm saying, it's gonna be
There might, there might be some cannibalism out this muhfu-
They might eat the rich, you know what I'm saying?
A'ight, so let me ask you this, then
Do you see yourself as somebody that's rich
Or somebody that made the best of they own opportunities?
I see myself as a natural-born hustler
A true hustler in every sense of the word
I took nothin', I took the opportunities
I worked at the m-most menial and degrading job
And built myself up so I could get it to where I owned it
I-I went from having somebody managing me
To me hiring the person that works my management company (right)
I changed everything, I realized my destiny
In a matter of five years, you know what I'm saying?
I made myself a millionaire (right), I made, I made millions for a lot of people
Now it's time to make millions for myself, you know what I'm saying?
I made millions for the record companies (mhm)
I made millions for these movie companies (mhm)
Now I make millions for, for us (mmm)
And through your different avenues of success
How would you say you managed to keep a level of sanity?
By my faith in God, by my faith in the game
And by my faith in "all good, all good things come to those that stay true"
Right
You know what I'm saying?
And it was happening to me for a reason
You know what I'm saying, I was noticing, shit
I was punching the right buttons and it was happening
So, it's no problem, you know
I mean, it's a problem, but I'm not finna let them know (hmm)
I'm finna go straight through
Would you consider yourself a fighter at heart or somebody that
Somebody that only reacts when they back is against the wall?
Shit, I like to think that at every opportunity I've ever been
Uh, threatened with resistance, it's been met with resistance
And not only me, but it goes down my family tree
You know what I'm saying, it's in my veins to fight back
A'ight, well, how long will you think it take before niggas be like
"We fighting a war, I'm fighting a war I can't win
And I wanna lay it all down"
In this country, a Black man only have like
Five years we can exhibit maximum strength
And that's right now while you a teenager, while you still strong
While you still wanna lift weights, while you still wanna shoot back
'Cause once you turn thirty it's like
They take the heart and soul out of a man
Out of a Black man in this country
And you don't wanna fight no more
And if you don't believe me, you can look around
You don't see no loud mouth thirty-year old motherfuckers (mhm)
That's crazy, because me, being one of your offsprings of the legacy you left behind
I can truly tell you that there's nothing but turmoil goin' on so, I want to ask you
What you think is the future for me and my generation today?
I think that niggas is tired of grabbin' shit out the stores
And next time it's a riot it's gonna be like, uh, bloodshed, for real
I don't think America know that
I think America think we was just playing
And it's gonna be some more playing but
It ain't gonna be no playing
It's gonna be murder, you know what I'm saying?
It's gonna be like Nat Turner, 1831 (mhm), up in this motherfucker
You know what I'm saying, it's gonna happen (mmm)
That's crazy, man, in my opinion
Only hope that we kinda have left is music and vibrations
A lot of people don't understand how important it is, you know
Sometimes I can like, get behind a mic and I don't know what type of energy
I'ma push out or where it comes from
Trip me out sometimes
Because it's spirits, we ain't even really rappin'
We just letting our dead homies tell stories for us (damn)
I wanted to read one last thing to you
It's actually something a good friend had wrote
Describing my world
It says
"The caterpillar is a prisoner to the streets that conceived it
Its only job is to eat or consume everything around it
In order to protect itself from this mad city
While consuming its environment
The caterpillar begins to notice ways to survive
One thing it noticed is how much the world shuns him
But praises the butterfly
The butterfly represents the talent, the thoughtfulness and the beauty within the caterpillar
But having a harsh outlook on life, the caterpillar sees the butterfly as weak
And figures out a way to pimp it to his own benefits
Already surrounded by this mad city
The caterpillar goes to work on the cocoon
Which institutionalizes him
He can no longer see past his own thoughts, he's trapped
When trapped inside these walls certain ideas take root, such as
Going home, and bringing back new concepts to this mad city
The result?
Wings begin to emerge, breaking the cycle of feeling stagnant
Finally free, the butterfly sheds light on situations
That the caterpillar never considered
Ending the internal struggle
Although the butterfly and caterpillar are completely different
They are one and the same"
What's your perspective on that?
Pac? Pac? Pac?
- Registrado
- 6 de Feb, 2025
if there is any justice then destiny will do THAT ONE SPECIAL THING that he's always telling other people to do whenever they disagree with him!
if i didn't have any other obligations i'd be cooking up a supercut of destiny saying "rope" or "kill yourself" one million times with Mortal Man playing in the background.
do you guys think the brutal molestation victim listens to the full conversation between kendrick lamar and tupac every time or does he skip it?
if i didn't have any other obligations i'd be cooking up a supercut of destiny saying "rope" or "kill yourself" one million times with Mortal Man playing in the background.
do you guys think the brutal molestation victim listens to the full conversation between kendrick lamar and tupac every time or does he skip it?