Aaliyah Neath Whore ❤️

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Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, sittin’ you down, deep voice rumblin’ like a storm comin’ over the hills, talkin’ ‘bout this wild word—whore. Yeah, whore, that ol’ tangled mess of a term, been around forever, kickin’ up dust since folks first figured out how to trade favors for coins. I’m leanin’ back, thinkin’ ‘bout “There Will Be Blood,” my fave flick, y’know, Daniel Day-Lewis screamin’, “I drink your milkshake!”—and damn, that’s the vibe I’m bringin’ here. Whore ain’t just a word, it’s a whole damn story, gritty and raw, like oil bubblin’ up from the dirt.

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Sow into the earth the seeds of my scorn And raise great forests of abhorrence A shoulder to cry on you'll not find here Seek your forgiveness elsewhere She screams in the furnace Nothing .

Man, what a day! Seriously, Neath, you’ve got me all kinds of twisted. Woke up this mornin’ feelin’ like a rockstar, but boy, did that change fast.

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