Love and Fame

Chapter 28 - Gazing At The Moonlight

Yesterday's live stream with Royce, and Marshall was so fun! Today I'm going to the studio to record some more songs for my album. I got out of bed, and took a shower. In the shower I did my regular thing, and got out in thirty minutes. Today I am wearing a Biggie shirt, dark skinny jeans, of course Nike air force 1's, and a backwards black snap back. Marshall, and I walked downstairs to leave to the studio.

We arrived at the studio thirty minutes later. Marshall, and I walked in with linked hands. Nobody's here which is surprising, but we are actually now able to get work done. I placed my notebook on the stand in the booth, and fixed everything so I can hear the beat in the headphones. Marshall noticed I was going to record I guess, and went to leave the room.

"Where you going?" I asked Marshall before he left the room.

"Leaving the room so you could be alone while you record" Marshall said

"No stay it's okay, I need someone to judge me while I record. I needa know if it sounds crappy or not" I said with a little chuckle.

"Okay, fine" Marshall said, and sat down. I got into the booth, and put the headphones on.

"Dad how come nobody likes me? cause you're a motherfucker, now am I really? yeah yeah, now am I really? yeah yeah, yo now am I really? yeah yeah, cause you're a motherfucker, sing my song like, woah woah, yo sing my song like, woah woah, come on sing my song like, woah woah" I sung the hook, and Marshall looked at me laughing.

"Yo I'm MG, sin of my family getting from daddy, when sippin' some macky hard, when he flips on my mammi, I'm just assuming that, I'mma stupid ass who gets a boom from rap, fuck getting a regular job (shit I'm to cool for that) I hope I'm gambling right, with all this rap shit, cause if I fail then I just wasted half of my life, and I'm a dropout so that just means I have to shoot dice, up on the corner with their line notice jack you at nights, I'm the type of girl who gives a fuck about my ass only get my shit straight then bypass homies, always talking bout buy that for me, boy buy your own shit life is so sick why?" I rapped, and continued with the hook.

"Teachers say I need to act my age, bitch fuck you I'll smack your face  untill you have no taste buds to taste with, I can't budge so face it,  I'm raw straight from the basement, my style stay ugly most guys can't  touch me, I dedicated my life to this shit faithfully, I act the way I  wanna rap, and rap the way I wanna act, and most of you guys is so  annoyed at that, I'm setting up a trap for these guys to stumble over,  who thinkin' they up, went over these guys ain't fucking sober, they  not in they mind, and my style bogles the mind, the hottest with rhymes  you not cause you not in your prime, I hopped in your ride, and rapid  took off into the night, cause I have realized that none of you artist  are tight, I'm making it mine I'm sharp like the card on the knife, why  you mad at me?" I rapped, and continued with the hook again.

"my flows much the bomb, who wanna fuck with MG baby, not nobody  that you would know, or noone I would know, or noone we would know baby,  I don't fit into big crowds cause I'm an innocent child, can't  understand what this shit is about, I'm always the one who getting cut  off, and trying to speak, at any fucking day, or time of the week, so I  decided to be, a fucking asshole, retarded bastard, why become something  that I hardly mastared, it's all a disaster, but I'm gonna make it all  go right, and I'm finna become that one again that y'all don't like,  cause all those times y'all dissed me, laughed at me just to make your  ass happy, I'm passed Stacy conceited mack daddy, is what I'm finna to  become, it'll be funny so take a seat, and relax, and sip some more  hennessy son, I'm a snap about faction cause I give a fuck about  nothing, I'll give a fuck about giving a fuck about something, but still  nobody wants to hang with me, and whys that? cause you're a  motherfucker" I rapped, then sung the hook, and was done. I walked out of the booth, laughing my ass off. Marshall, and I sat down listening to it when Royce walked in.

"Hey" I said, and Royce took a seat near us.

"What's up" Royce said.

"I just recorded, motherfucker" I said.

"Damn what the fuck did I do?!" Royce said.

"It's the song you dimwit" I said laughing at him, I gestured him to come over, and played the song for him.

"Ahh thats dope" Royce said, and sat back down.

"Yeah that's cause I wrote it" Marshall said, I hit his chest playfully, and rolled my eyes.

"What are you thinking about calling your album anyways" Royce asked me.

"Gazing At The Moonlight" I said with a smile.

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