Poetry Study Abigail miller, block 5

Black Beatles

Rae Sremmurd

Black beatles in the city be back immediately to confiscate the moneys

Rae Sremm, Guwop, Mike WiLL!

I sent flowers, but you said you didn't receive 'em

But you said you didn't need them

That girl is a real crowd pleaser

Small world, all her friends know me

Young bull livin' like an old geezer

Release the cash, watch it fall slowly

Frat girls still tryna get even

Haters mad for whatever reason

Smoke in the air, binge drinkin'

They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

Gettin' so cold I'm not blinkin'

What in the world was I thinkin'?

New day, new money to be made

There is nothing to explain

I'm a f***in black Beatle, cream seats in the Regal

Rockin John lenses Lennon like to see 'em spread eagle

Took a b**ch to the club and let her party on the table

Screamin' "everybody's famous"

Like clockwork, I blow it all

And get some more

Get you somebody that can do both

Black Beatles got the babes belly rolling

She think she love me

I think she trollin'

That girl is a real crowd pleaser

Small world, all her friends know me

Young bull livin' like an old geezer

Release the cash, watch it fall slowly

Frat girls still tryna get even

Haters mad for whatever reason

Smoke in the air, binge drinkin'

They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

Came in with two girls, look like strippers in their real clothes

A broke h** can only point me to a rich h**

A yellow b**ch with green hair, a real weirdo

Black man, yellow Lamb', real life goals

They seen that Guwop and them just came in through the side door

There's so much money on the floor we buyin school clothes

Watch me break the money machine till her clothes fall

Pint of lean, pound of weed, and a kilo

I eurostep past a hater like I'm Rondo

I upgrade your baby mama to a condo

My Chapos servin' yayo to the gringos

Black Beatle, club close when I say so

That girl is a real crowd pleaser

Small world, all her friends know me

Young bull livin' like an old geezer

Release the cash, watch it fall slowly

Frat girls still tryna get even

Haters mad for whatever reason

Smoke in the air, binge drinkin'

They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

She's a good teaser, and we blowin' reefer

Your body like a work of art, baby

Don't f**k with me, I'll break your heart, baby

D&G on me, I got a lot of flavor

15 hundred on my feet, I'm tryna kill these haters

I had haters when I was broke, I'm rich, I still got haters

I had h**s when I was broke, I'm rich, I'm still a player

I wear leather Gucci jackets like its still the 80's

I've been blowin' OG Kush, I feel a lil' sedated

I can't worry about a broke nigga or a hater

Black Beatle, bitch, me and Paul McCartney related

That girl is a real crowd pleaser

Small world, all her friends know me

Young bull livin' like an old geezer

Release the cash, watch it fall slowly

Frat girls still tryna get even

Haters mad for whatever reason

Smoke in the air, binge drinkin'

They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

In this song when is talked said, "young bull livin like an old geaser" I think he the point he was getting acrossed is that he's really young but he's doing a lot of mature things. This is an example of a simile.

When it says "Smoke in the air, binge drinking" they wanted you to picture smoke in the air and them going crazy, this is an example of imagery. One other example is when he said "your body like a work of art baby" this is an example of personification, she is being referred to as a piece of art because her body is so beautiful. The whole story to this is he's living a very crazy life, and he's having fun.

Brown,Khalif, "black beatles" scremmlife 2. EarDrummers interscope, 2016.Google Play Music. Google 2016

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Break up in a small town

Sam Hunt

I knew I'd see her around

I'd be at some party, she'd show up and I'd be walking out

Or across some parking lot hiding behind her sister

I'd look up, she'd be at the red light beside me

In that white Maxima with the sticker on the back

I'd act like I didn't see her

We'd pay at the same pumps

Flip through the same stations

And slow down for the same curves

Run around with the same crowds

We just needed some time

She could get on with her life and I'd get on with mine

Thought I would be fine, heh, but maybe not

I knew she'd find a way to get over me

But I'd never thought that

She would get down with somebody I know

I guess that's just how it goes

When you break up in a small town

I see our friends and they put on a show

Like they don't want me to know

So they give me the go-around

But there's only so many streets, so many lights

I swear it's like I can't even leave my house

I should've known all along

You gotta move or move on

When you break up in a small town

For a while I guess they were keeping it low-key

But now it's like these county lines closing in on me

I see 'em everywhere together

And it's hitting a little too close to home

She's so far gone, but she didn't go far

She was over me before the grass grew back where she used to park her car

She's leaving those same marks in someone else's yard

In someone else's arms right down the road

And I never thought that

She would get down with somebody I know

I guess that's just how it goes

When you break up in a small town

I see our friends and they put on a show

Like they don't want me to know

So they give me the go-around

But there's only so many streets, so many lights

I swear it's like I can't even leave my house

I should've known all along

You gotta move or move on

When you break up in a small town

Your mailbox is seven minutes from mine

And I drive into town sometimes and I see you sittin' there with him

And I wanna jump out

I wanna fight

I wanna say, "F*ck that guy!" but I can't

'Cause it's my fault, I let her go

I never thought that

She would get down with somebody I know

I guess that's just how it goes

When you break up in a small town

I see our friends and they put on a show

Like they don't want me to know

So they give me the go-around

But there's only so many streets, so many lights

I swear it's like I can't even leave my house

I should've known all along

You gotta move or move on

When you break up in a small town

An example of metaphor is when he said his friends put on a show, because his friends don't want him to know.

Another example is foreshadowing, when he talks about him missing her and having memories with her.

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The song was written by Hunt, Zach Crowell and Shane McAnally, fourth single from his debut studio album Montevallo ,It was released to country radio by MCA Nashville

I left my girl back home

I don't love her no more

And she'll never fu**ing know that

These fucking eyes that I'm staring at

Let me see that a**

Look at all this cash

And I emptied out my cards to

Now I'm fu** leaning on that

Bring your love baby I could bring my shame

Bring the drugs baby I could bring my pain

I got my heart right here

I got my scars right here

Bring the cups baby I could bring the drink

Bring your body baby I could bring you fame

And that's my motherf**king words too

Just let me motherf**king love you

Listen ma I'll give you all I got

Get me off of this

I need confidence in myself yeah yeah yeah oh yeah oh

Listen ma I'll give you all of me

Give me all of it

I need all of it to myself

So tell me you love me

Only for tonight

Only for one night, even though you don't love me oh oh

Just tell me you love me

I'll give you what I need

I'll give you all of me, even though you don't love me oh oh

Let me see you dance

I love to watch you dance

Take you down another level

And get you dancing with the devil

Take a shot of this

But I'm warning you

I'm on that sh*t that you can't smell baby

So put down your perfume

Bring your love baby I could bring my shame

Bring the drugs baby I could bring my pain

Oh I got my heart right here

Oh I got my scars right here

Bring the cups baby I could bring the drink

Bring your body baby I could bring you fame

And that's my motherf**king words too

So let me motherf**king love you

Listen ma I'll give you all I got

Get me off of this (Off of this)

I need confidence in myself (Confidence)

Listen ma I'll give you all of me

Give me all of it

I need all of it to myself (I need all of it)

So tell me you love me

Only for tonight

Only for one night, even though you don't love me oh

Just tell me you love me

I'll give you what I need

I'll give you all of me, even though you don't love me oh

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An example of an idiom is when he says he has his heart right here but hes just referring that he's ready to love.

Another idiom is when he tells her to bring her love, even though you cant physically do it.

Producers Doc McKinney and Illangelo co-wrote the song and performed all instrumentation,he song was remastered and released as the lead single for his 2012 album Trilogy.It was released as a digital single on October 22, 2012, by XO and Republic Records.

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