Beyoncé, Media Hype, 2016 Super Bowl Madness
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| Beyonce and her Girl Gang |
Let me begin my rant
with a shout out to Cookie
Couture who posted the lyrics to Beyoncé song.
"Thank you for this. You know how you witness something and something inside you goes off and tells you that there is something wrong with this because inside of you, you can feel it going in all kinds of different directions. Well, thanks again, I really appreciate you posting those lyrics!!"
Nowadays, we cannot
take lightly the impact of the media. It's in your face in an instant and
manipulating you and brainwashing you in the millisecond. Nowadays, it's more
dangerous due to the advance technology they can use to grab your brain and do
all kinds of trickery with it.
The invention of
motion pictures and later television, herald the beginning of an epic age,
where the minds of the masses are in the hands of the elite controllers who can
massage, manipulate, brainwash and control the narrative to such a degree that
people believe that what they see is real and true.
People identify with
the character on the screen so much so that they protect them as if they have
an intimate relationship with them, all because of what they see on the screen.
People project themselves into the personification of a made up image on the
screen and it becomes their alters. For that matter, fans are as much MK-Ultra
slaves as much as the people they Idolize and Adore. The Cult of Personality
has replaced the Gods and Goddesses of ancient times.
The people on the
big screen are fallible human beings, but the masses need Gods so they elevate
them to the status of "Gods" and defend their "Persona" as
if it's real, or actually means anything. The psychological irony of this is that
their "Persona" does mean something for the hungry masses, but 99% of
them won't use this power for anything other than maintaining the status quo of
the Elite Moguls who control them from behind the scenes. Their true creativity
is eclipsed by the greed, avarice and debauchery that is the world of
celebrity. If they step out of the mold that was designed for them, they will
fail or meet a worse fate. Thus the hype is just that, hype, form no substance,
yet the impact of such superficiality is as deadly has a thousand poison
arrows.
And Now to the
Lyrics. You decide, how progressive these are.
What happened at the New Wil’ins?
Bitch, I'm back by
popular demand
[Refrain: Beyoncé]
Y'all haters corny
with that illuminati mess
Paparazzi, catch my
fly, and my cocky fresh
I'm so reckless when
I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin')
I'm so possessive so
I rock his Roc necklaces
My daddy Alabama,
Momma Louisiana
You mix that negro
with that Creole make a Texas bama
I like my baby heir
with baby hair and afros
I like my negro nose
with Jackson Five nostrils
Earned all this
money but they never take the country out me
I got a hot sauce in
my bag, swag
[Interlude: Messy
Mya + Big Freedia]
Oh yeah, baby, oh
yeah I, ohhhhh, oh, yes, I like that
I did not come to
play with you hoes, haha
I came to slay,
bitch
I like cornbreads
and collard greens, bitch
Oh, yes, you besta
believe it
[Refrain: Beyoncé]
Y'all haters corny
with that illuminati mess
Paparazzi, catch my
fly, and my cocky fresh
I'm so reckless when
I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin')
I'm so possessive so
I rock his Roc necklaces
My daddy Alabama,
Momma Louisiana
You mix that negro
with that Creole make a Texas bama
I like my baby heir
with baby hair and afros
I like my negro nose
with Jackson Five nostrils
Earned all this
money but they never take the country out me
I got a hot sauce in
my bag, swag
[Chorus: Beyoncé]
I see it, I want it,
I stunt, yellow-bone it
I dream it, I work
hard, I grind 'til I own it
I twirl on them
haters, albino alligators
El Camino with the
seat low, sippin' Cuervo with no chaser
Sometimes I go off
(I go off), I go hard (I go hard)
Get what's mine
(take what's mine), I'm a star (I'm a star)
Cause I slay (slay),
I slay (hey), I slay (okay), I slay (okay)
All day (okay), I
slay (okay), I slay (okay), I slay (okay)
We gon' slay (slay),
gon' slay (okay), we slay (okay), I slay (okay)
I slay (okay), okay
(okay), I slay (okay), okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, ladies,
now let's get in formation, cause I slay
Okay, ladies, now
let's get in formation, cause I slay
Prove to me you got
some coordination, cause I slay
Slay trick, or you
get eliminated
[Verse: Beyoncé]
When he fuck me good
I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay
When he fuck me good
I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay
If he hit it right,
I might take him on a flight on my chopper, cause I slay
Drop him off at the
mall, let him buy some J's, let him shop up, cause I slay
I might get your
song played on the radio station, cause I slay
I might get your
song played on the radio station, cause I slay
You just might be a
black Bill Gates in the making, cause I slay
I just might be a
black Bill Gates in the making
[Chorus: Beyoncé]
I see it, I want it,
I stunt, yellow-bone it
I dream it, I work
hard, I grind 'til I own it
I twirl on my
haters, albino alligators
El Camino with the
seat low, sippin' Cuervo with no chaser
Sometimes I go off
(I go off), I go hard (I go hard)
Get what's mine
(take what's mine), I'm a star (I'm a star)
Cause I slay (slay),
I slay (hey), I slay (okay), I slay (okay)
All day (okay), I
slay (okay), I slay (okay), I slay (okay)
We gon' slay (slay),
gon' slay (okay), we slay (okay), I slay (okay)
I slay (okay), okay
(okay), I slay (okay), okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, ladies,
now let's get in formation, cause I slay
Okay, ladies, now
let's get in formation, cause I slay
Prove to me you got
some coordination, cause I slay
Slay trick, or you
get eliminated
[Bridge: Beyoncé]
Okay, ladies, now
let's get in formation, I slay
Okay, ladies, now
let's get in formation
You know you that
bitch when you cause all this conversation
Always stay
gracious, best revenge is your paper
[Outro]
Girl, I hear some
thunder
Golly, look at that
water, boy, oh lord
AND NEXT,
TRENDING ON THE OTHER END OF THE MASS MIND CONTROL SCALE
COMES THE FOLLOWING ARTICLE.
BELIEVE IT OR NOT????
FEBRUARY 10, 2016
ARE
BEYONCE’S ‘FORMATION’ LYRICS ANTI-COP, PRO-BLACK OR JUST PLAIN PERFECT?
The lyrics and video to Beyonce’s
new single “Formation” shouldn’t be
surprising to any fans who have been closely following the political leanings
of the pop artist and her husband Jay-Z. While the power couple have often
tried to keep it quiet, they’ve been huge financial supporters of the Black
Lives Matter movement. Last year, activist Dream Hampton revealed that the
couple had poured in tens of thousands of dollars in bail money without a
second thought when Baltimore and Ferguson protestors were jailed. After those
tweets were deleted, he later suggested that they didn’t really want to largely
publicize the fact, reported The Guardian.
That
attitude seems to be shifting when peering into the video, performance and
lyrics behind Beyonce’s “Formation.” Just as she gained accolades for aligning
herself with feminism on her 2013 surprise self-titled album, Beyonce has once
again recognized the power of pop and the cult of her own artistry to send a
message. This time, it’s about the police violence faced by the black
community.
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