Nicki P.O.V. (New Jersey...)
I watched in da mirror as my make-up artist and my hair stylist did my make-up and hair.
I had my hair curled, light make-up, red crop top, red shorts with zippers and all black wedges.
After dey were done I got up and went ova ta da door. I opened it and grabbed my custom made pink microphone from one of da sound workers.
I walked closely ta da stage behind da curtains and stood there a minutes as I heard fans shout my name. I smiled thinkin of dem, I am truly nothin without dem...I love dem.
The beat ta Pills N Potions startled me outta my thoughts.
I took a deep breath and let da music take me away.
Pills n potions
We're overdosin
I'm angry but I still love you...I sang as I stepped from behind da curtains. My fans screamed and sang along wit me and my background singers.
(After that song...)"New Jersey in dis muthafucka! How y'all doin?!" I excitedly said into the mic as I ran my fingers through my hair.
My Barbz and Kenz screamed wit excitement as I pointed my mic towards dem.
"Ion think dey ready, Nic." The DJ said makin da crowd cheer more.
"Ion know, is y'all ready?" I said speakin into da mic den returnin it ta da screamin fans.
"Yes...Nicki...Nicki, Yass Bish Yass!!" The crowd yelled.
I smiled once more.
"I think dey ready. Let's go!" I said ta da DJ.
He played 'Yass Bish Yass' Soulija had came out and did dat wit me then 'Feeling Myself'.
I started whinin on stage.
"Go Nicki." The DJ said as da crowd joined in.
Then he played 'Chiraq'.
Everybody knew my verse, I couldn't be more proud of myself right now.
(After da show...)I headed back ta my dressin room and took da wires off. I gave dem ta da sound engineer as I walked into my dressin room.
A smile touched my lips as I thought of my fans.
I closed da door along wit lockin it and took off my outfit.
I grabbed da otha clothing I brought wit me which was a white tank top, a pink jacket, fluffy pink pajama pants and some pink and white Jordan's.
I grabbed my purse along wit all my materials and walked out wit security surrounding me.
I kept my head down as we passed through interviewers, fans and camras.
Soon dey left doh.
We finally made it ta da tour bus. The security broke off and I walked onto my tour bus.
I took off my shoes and my jacket. I sat dem on da couch and headed ta da back room.
I laid on my bed and thoughts of my abortion flooded my mind. A tear trickled down my cheek but I remained expressionless.
I still think I did da right thing, I didn't have anythin ta offer a kid at da age of 16. I just hope he lookin down on me, smilin, saying," I'm right here, mommy."
I gotta focus.
Next stop: Virginia.
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Living As A Maraj(Adopted by Nicki Minaj Story)
أدب الهواةAt da age of 6 I saw my whole family killed. I ran from da adoption centers and lived on my own since. Did I tell ya my name? Should I? Minus well, I don't have anything ta lose. My name is Dwayne Rodgers and dis is da story of how I became a Maraj.