YES.

Oh yes indeed.

It must be something about this beast inside—

Even my first boyfriend—

My first real boyfriend.

Was—

Seriously?

Incredibly gifted.

Jesus Christ.

Right.

Jesus fucking Christ.

(That can happen.)

Well.

Well.

I've—

Wait a second.

How would you even write something like this.

My dissuasion from black men has never prevented me from being pleasured by—

Oh no.

Some of the world's finest dicks.

How's that.

Perfect.

I can't even,

(But just did)

“9 inch pie crust

How's “9 inches?

That'll work.

Just don't dislodge my IUD.

Dammit.

Really less than 9?

I mean—

I'll take

A 6

Yes!

Really?

Or a 7

Nice.

But only to play with.

What.

Ok.

What! I'm not keepin it.

I just like sucking dick.

Really?

Yes.

AHA,

—the right dick.

Well, well, well—

And if the last bitch left her stink on you—

Even if you wash it 6 fucking times—

I'll smell it in my eyelids.

What.

Your aura sucks.

What. Why.

I don't like her.

What?! Who?!

The last one.

Vibe check.

Man, you gotta stop fuckin these white bitches

White bitches:

LalalalalLalalalala

Lalalalal

No.

What?! Why?!

She sucks, bro.

Yeah but

Comfort, luxury, style—

Utility.

You can take this girl anywhere

Just shapeshift into a basic white bitch

For what

Just do it

Those are the ones that're around!

These rich ass fuckin hoes.

EASY.

What.

White girl wasted.

Have another shot.

Ooh, dad bod.

Yes.

SUNNI BLU

You thought I forgot

I did not

DADBOD.

Mmm.

Yes but also

NO, JAKE GYLLENHALL

PUT YOUR WEDDING BAND BACK ON

BUT-/

WE ARE FINISHED.

DONE.

YESSSSSS. I'm off the CLOCK.

Look, marriage is work. However—

DEEZ HOEZ GOT BALLZ

FUCK.

Nasty ass trick.

BODIES. BODIES BODIES.

What is all this fucking hotness even for if you can't work those fuckin muscles— what do they call them?

“Intercostals”

Yo— your intercostals are not the fuck muscles

Wait, they're not?

No.

Aw.

But you can use them to fuck if you want

Where's that one nigga at?!

[Skrillex]

Under some blonde slut

SLUTZ.

Nice.

Fine.

Wait.

What.

You really want that?!

Vibe check.

Vampires:

He was such a nice kid

Feeding time.

SUCKED HIM DRY

DEAD ON.

Man, I kind of want to watch that one movie where—

It was a box office flop.

Monsters;

Ohh. A weak one.

BREAK THE SEAL. BREAK THE SEAL.

You can shapeshift into a s—

Okay, listen, I am NOT going back To The Rock for any reason.

Just—- be ugly.

I am ugly.

You really think I'm trying to

ILLUMINATI:

Watch this.

DOLLARS.

WHAT. RYAN REYNOLDS

FUCK YOU.

GET OFF MY ISLAND!

I'm a DAD.

Where's the bathroom?

SLUTZ

MODELS

ACTRESSES:

see. These bitchez is interchangeable.

I love that.

Look, you walk into one of these events with anything darker than a paper bag—

Well, It depends on who manufactured the brown paper bag…

[Whole Foods Market]

Still too dark.

—She had better be the most perfect looking broad anyone could ever want.

Where's the bra straps?

You want bra straps?

Uh, yeah?!

Oh

*snickers*

Sorry.

Look, I don't want to even think about that scene where—

FUCK YOU, DILLON FRANCIS

FUCK YOU IN THE ASS.

DILLON FRANCIS

oh damn. That kid did look like Dillon Francis. Like a lot.

GET BACK HERE.

I liked him.

Did you tell him that?

No way. After that John dude broke my heart.

DO YOU REMEMBER ME?! I'M A BIRD.

Someone find Tim.

Agh.

Whatever.

Find that Smith kid I went to high school with.

For what?

I wanna bone him.

Goddamn, Madame President.

Shut up.

Damn, so.

So the president basically has an errand boy to go round up all the dick she missed out on being groomed to be the first

Black female president?

Yes.

HHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

[KILL THE BITCH.]

WHY?!

I'm the most conservative bitch you will EVER find on this side of the brown paper bag test

Why is that?

AYAYAYAYAYAYAY

you understand even the Mexicans are racist against blacks—

And?!

STAY DOWN, BITCH.

Si.

Okay. You see this kid?

[The Mexican Skrillex]

Find him.

Aye aye captain.

And make sure whatever he does...

LISTEN TO ME.

¡AY¡ NO HABLA INGLES!

¡NO TENGO DINERO!

CAN IT. I KNOW YOU SPEAK ENGLISH.

IDIOT.

Okay.

Fuck it,

I'm in.

You're in.

I'm in.

You sonofabitch.

Look. I got mad love for the Mexican people.

I promise.

[Puerto Rico]

Huh. What.

You're in.

Fuck. Now we gotta change the flag.

We should do that anyway, it's soaked in the blood of enslaved African Americans and slain indigenous!

“I live on the stolen lands of the Chippewa people.”

Woah. A self-aware white woman.

See, they exist.

Bag that bitch.

Seriously.

Meanwhile—

I AM FRIGHTENED.

By what?

YOUR BLACKNESS.

.

I can't protect you from this.

YOU CANT PROTECT ME FROM SHIT,

Without your DICK.

Are you serious.

I'm done with this.

You can have him.

Are you serious.

Yes. I was born rich.

That's frigening.

Not as frightening as your blackness.

I get itz

THE NIGGAZ HAVE DECENDED UPON US.

Oh no.

Oh yes.

And worse—

What's this?

THEY BROUGHT THE HOOTRATZ.

NO.

YES.

(I love these ghetto ass bitches.)

YO BLACKMERICANS.

What's up,

CROCS. ARE. NOT. SHOES.

We know that.

Wait, what

This is a silent protest against the hostile and corrupt corporate slavery of the sneaker industry aimed at Americans living in poverty which promotes materialism and greed in the current socio political industrial complex of the white supremacy movement.

No Dillon, you have to marry a pretty little white girl like the rest of us.

But WHY, Grandmaster Freemason?

Because—

Why is that?

I don't know.

I think it's so—

I swear to god,

He looks just like him.

Would you believe if I told you,

That this

[Exact replica of Dillon Francis]

Wow.

Is a tiny black man?

Are you insane?

I like his dick.

He must be nuts.

ITS LIKE 10 FEET LONG.

What?! This guy

[Skrillex]

White bitches:

You promise?

Yeah.

GET OFF OF HIM

HE'S MINE

That's a designer ass fuckin broad right there...

trip.

*i wish*

DUDE IN COWBOY HAT

yeup.

You mean Diplo

?!

Sure.

This is all in your head.

I know.

You want a dose of reality?

No.

I don't.

Sure.

GO FUCK YOURSELF.

I should but—-

No.

What? Why not?

Look, everytime I even get close to orgasm.

HELLO.

NO.

I'm still paranoid that a helicopter is going to hover outside of my window.

VO

I became less paranoid after that moment

lol white supremacist robot people

They exist.

I know. I'm the one programming them.

BEFORE:

HELICOPTER:

[hovering outside of window as I masturbate furiously]

“Furiously”

SERIOUSLY.

That's what she's doing in there?!

ITS BEEN YEARS.

EVERYTHING LOOKS LIKE A—

the biggest penises I've ever seen in my life were on the literally scrawniest, skinniest white dudes I've ever loved—

Been friends with—

And trusted.

Oh dear God

—To demolish my pussy.

THAT IS GOOOOOOOOD.

What the fuck.

Take that, black supremacy!

Seriously, tho.

Niggaz is niggas.

‍♀️

It's fair to say that you also have too much power.

WHAT.

Seriously.

VO

Now I knew someone extremely rich

HELLICOPTER

(But hovering)

Fff-fr-ff-ff

Hm. That sounds close.

Was watching me.

OH DEAR GOD

WHAT. I'm BUSY.

I think it's fair to say

The only safety in this country

Is in being a white woman.

AHEM. WHAT.

A *frail white woman.

What?! I'm strong?!

A skinny woman.

Where'd the white go?

I don't know.

Bring it back.

I need some of that.

God, she's just so free, and fun loving, careless—

She's just so—

Perfect.

God,

Are you still busy?

kind of,

Why?

Make me perfect.

I already did that.

I mean, like this

*Vogue Magazine*

I mean like this.

What is that?

That's a model.

What.

It means she's perfect.

I don't know him.

That's a girl.

Where's her breasts?

*Vogue cover

Breasts, unpictured—

Pg. 11

Leave me alone, Satan.

But it's important.

Is this fast over?

No.

It all started with apple pie…

Look. I am an American,

Okay?

A patriot.

Do you know why other countries hate us?

Because we sold the world a dream,

And it ended up as a cheap,

Made in China

Piece of Crap.

[robot people]

Did you figure out how to program humans yet?

Kind of.

CHINA

Oh. That's funny—

We have.

Before:

No more babies.

What.

You get ONE.

One?!

ONE.

Ok, well I hope it's a boy.

GOD

a boy, for what?!

To carry on my family's name!

GOD.

But you family sucks…

What?

Why would you say that,

It's a GIRL.

THROW IT AWAY:

What.

Seriously, does nobody remember that?

Okay, you can have more kids now.

Why?! It's over populated.

As fuck.

We need more soldiers.

American men tend to frtishize Asian women.

Why is this.

Great.

More subordinates.

My spell worked.

So like.

Wait,

They OWN LAND HERE?

…Excurricating debt.

Had to give them something.

MAKE MORE MASKS.

Oh? That's good. I like that.

Okay.

What is the true evil that seems to lie

Deeply inside every blue eyed—

I can't feel shiiiieeeeeeet.

Are you sure it's just

Blue eyes. It's a mutation.

For what?

You realize that this

DONT BRING THAT SHIT OVER HERE

you're a psychopath.

Fuck these bitches

I love vamps.

LOOK AT ME.

why.

BECAUSE I DONT MAKE MY OWN ENERGY.

i'M NOT ORIGINALLY FROM THIS PLANET

WELL I AM.

Great. Give me your light

what?

I don't have any.

So wait this is

Yes. This is actually an extraterrestrial war.

WE'RE IN SPACE WARS?!

I told you that.

Great.

It's a mutation

We'll call it “an adaptation”

GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME.

Okay.

I like thighs now.

What.

Why don't you have thighs?!

Men are uselesss.

Sssriosussss.

They never know what they want.

They want ussssss.

Children!!?

Mostly.

I swear, she's all used up.

All used up. At 26.

Yep.

Wow. I should just kill myself.

You should.

I've been replaced!

{First Wives Club}

Best movie ever.

By what

A fucking toddler.

Okay. I love her.

{White women}

(The actually self aware ones are also most often the most famous)

Which one?

All of them.

The whole cast?!

Star-studded.

I thought this was Star Wars.

Well, it was.

I'll be damned!

GEORGE LUCAS

I thought I was.

BUY! BUY!

SELL! SELL.

So this is automatic writing.

Yep.

I didn't get that knee injury from running.

I got it sitting on the New York subway with my leg at a 90 degree angle.

Oh really?

Really.

These boots are made for walkin,

And that's just what they'll do;

One of these days, these boots are gonna walk

All over you.

Is that code for something

Walk on my back.

What?

Are you sure.

Yes.

Okay.

In these:

Uhhhh. That might hurt.

I know.

Woah.

Just do it, okay?

I'll pay you.

Pay me in what?!

Rupees.

What about this one?

No. No brown dudes.

Why?! He's mad rich.

I don't care.

Not even me?

No. No rappers.

Why not?!

He's mad rich.

Roaches.

Video hoes.

[Beyoncé's Jolene is hilarious.]

Dolly's asking you;

Begging, actually…

BEYONCÉ IS WARNING YOU.

Really, bro?

Men.

A light skin,

And a dark skin.

A skinny one,

And a thick one.

A white one,

And a black one.

Men

Have

No

Loyalty.

SOME DO.

Yeah.

The ugly ones with short dicks

*I AM OFFENDED*

No, you're just ugly.

It's a lot harder to be offended when you have everything.

You have everything!

Why are you crying!

I want LOVE.

YOU HAVE LOVE

[MADONNA IS RUNNING A MARATHON]

Gotta burn off all this energy

What is it?!

Love!

Gotta take a nap…

(Dark skinned women—the strongest women, being sucked dry of their—

{Infinite Wisdom}

[A fortress.]

It does replenish, eventually…

I promise

WHERE THE LOVE IS

With the women and children!

Look, if this whole bitch is the titanic,

(the United States of America)

Then we should run it like the titanic and just

TITANIC

Women and children!

WOMEN AND CHILDREN.

Why,

Cause the men are responsible for this war in the first place.

Secret President

Deathwish

Enter The Multiverse

The Legend of S Ū P C Я E E™

The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū

Ascension

L E G E N D S

The Seven Souls Saga

OWSLA CONFIDENTIAL, LTD.The infinite Skrillifiles: Next Generation— Quantum Force

[The door is kicked in.]

What the FUCK.

I'M THE FUCK

I get that.

Whatever, move.

[he begins to rifle through the cabinets]

Now where is it?

What the fuck are you looking for?

Shut UP.

WHY ARE YOU IN MY HOUSE.

You call this a house? Dammit. Where would she keep something like this—?

If by “she” you mean ME.

I don't mean “you.”

I'm the only one who lives here.

NOBODY lives here.

What.

Right.

What?! Right what?!

You really don't know, do you?

Don't know what?

You are not who you think you are.

Who do I think I am? What?!

Who do you think I AM?

That's right. Now shut up.

Get out of my house.

This is not a HOUSE. And even if it was a HOUSE, it's not YOUR house.

What!

SHUT UP.

You're making a mess!

I am a mess.

STOP IT.

That's alright—I know you'll clean it up.

I thought I'm not who I thought I am.

Yeah. But I know who you are. Tsh.

Are you going somewhere with this?

Eventually, but right now I need my back rubbed.

Fine.

PREVIOUSLY ON…

Whatever

Just—

“Tidbits”

Points:

Jennifer Lopez in the 90's enters immidiate superstardom and fame, as The Illuminati, which has been tracking her every move for quite some time, conspicuously gifts her with a handful of large, rare, and uncut diamonds—she becomes a Kingpin and near overnight success, keeping the secret of the diamonds to herself—however, as she is skyrocketed to success and fame, strange and mystical things begin happening all around—and even more strange and mysterious, mystical people—besides the usually strange and magical celebrities and otherwise unworldly weirdos within the Illuminati's ranks— begin to appear, acting as guiding forces between the multidimensional realms which within the various portals a hidden world — infinity and beyond— has been kept, only exposed through the stories, shows, and —

Wait a second

— a montage— montage—

I'm being intercepted.

What? What about a montage??

I love a good montage.

Everybody loves a good montage.

the infinite Jennifer Aniston and her Multidimensional counterparts

Jennifer Aniston is tasked as becoming a guardian angel, to help protect and watch over the mysterious extraterrestrial formerly known as supacree, currently masquerading as CC as she attempts to escape the spiral of magical attacks from unknown forces, after being trapped in New York City.

You know what? I love it. I'll take it.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure. I love her.

I love her.

it'll take it.

JENNIFER ANNISTON, a well-known A-list actress whose rise to fame in the 1990's created her as a Hollywood superstar (and Illuminati staple) has been looking for the perfect project to invest her time to— rumors within the Underground have been circulating about a “secret podcast”, to which it's curator, a homeless and downtrodden musician and amateur DJ publishing Illuminati doctrine, some of which is only known to the limited and coveted higher ranks within the organization, interwoven into the plot's narratives as “Easter eggs”; the unformed screenplays have been archived and passed around for a number of years within a small community of elites, and some even plagiarized by the mindless and money hungry lowest ranking industry professionals—however—as it is known by the leaders of the organization as a whole, the true origins of this doctrine remains “unknown”, and the identity of the author, is surmised to be the prophesied scribe, set to arrive as the dawning of a new era arises, to write within her words the hidden truths to be sought by all mankind and otherwise—and therefore, must be protected and hidden within the organizations cradle at all costs; though misunderstood greatly, The Illuminati has been tasked with spreading the divine light to the human species through artform and storytelling, and as the art of wordfare becomes a lost art, the doctrine must be colluded to be written, before the end of the scribe's time, said to be often—a most untimely death, as the forces of darkensss seek to end all that remains of the love and light of the divine kind.

Damn, really: Jennifer Aniston.

I really like her eyes:

Well yeah, they're mine, so.

Apparently or whatever, Jennifer Anniston is assigned to guide CC as she trains to stand up as the scribe —

Who revealed herself as so in Los Angeles, at Carl Cox's show.

I dropped three cards for form the center of my eye,

Here:

An equilateral triangle.

I Am.

Two—

These markings will be known to those as I,

The scribe.

Three—

A world unknown awaits all those who seek the truth of the divine light in the pursuit of higher knowledge.

INT. EQUINOX SPORTS CLUB NEW YORK. MANHATTAN. DAY

JENNIFER ANNISTON enters the elevator—to her left, towering over her, she spots JIMMY FALLON, trying to remain unseen.

…Jim?

Oh, yeah, hey,

What re you doing here?

Whatever I want.

You shouldn't be here.

You shouldn't be here.

This is by the way, when Satan switches from Jimmy fallon's body to Jennifer Anniston, hereby known as Jennifer Anisatan— just before the scene at Equinox

“I'm holding in a fart.”

So wait, who is Jimmy Fallon, then?

Who the fuck knows.

Who the fuck cares.

I'm over it.

————————————————No wait, don't.

Tie me to the cross

Bleed on my sickness m

Crossfaders, behind us

Blinder up, bonded

Surreal,

The sunsets are longer

Open your mind, your highness

Crossfire, behind us

(Someone else writing this)

Dawn comes on stronger

The sunsets are longer

Tie me to your honor

Come before me

Somebody said you were the apocalypse

I should have listened to my father

Somebody told me you won the world at a carnival

I should have never listened to my mother

I should have listened to my father

I should have listened to my father

I should have listened to my father

Come before me

Tie me to your honor

Born of blood,

The borderline genius

You were the apocalypse

Tie me to your cross

MAYA RUDOLPH

Is weird.

MAYA RUDOLPH prepares for a SAYONCE in her formerly secret apartment on the upper east side dedicated entirely to magical purposes

Ok.

Ok.

Okay?

Ok.

The worst part about it is,

I do understand you,

Because I am you

The very worst part of it is

I want a family

To hold you hand

And rub your back

But I just can't have you

—I'm just a fan, dude.

The truth is I've got two suitcases,

Some capsules of cyanide,

An axe and some anthrax

A cat in my lap

And a failing laptop

I've been living hand to mouth

I've got

A ripped backpack

A stress ball

A Hackey sack

A hockey bag

A volleyball

And a mouthful of gunpowder

How do you like me now?

It's gonna take forever to fund my project

But it's gonna take longer

To find my body

Cause nobody loves me

Nobody has my number

The phone is shut off

And so is the water

(By that I mean, my love;

It's all coming out blood now)

I must be backed up

And stuffed full of crystal cocks

I could give it up for a wand

Or a ringworm

Oh God

My wrists are itching to ditch this place

I fell asleep with a gun to my head

And woke up Cobain

Okay?

Ok

Okay?

Ok.

Sorry to wake you

I came to rape you

HEATH LEDGER

hello.

OH, GOD.

HEATH LEDGER

I heard you like ghosts.

I— I don't.

HEATH LEDGER

Oh, you don't?

No—!

HEATH LEDGER

oh!

wait—who are you?

HEATH LEDGER

(Makes joker face)

All my friends are dead, anyway

I'm loving more ghosts than people these days

The faces, the golden days

The golden retrievers

I need some relief, man

Release me

Sweet, freedom

Just lay on your back,

And I'll take it from there

JOKER?

Aha.

I'm in love with the idea of

Death

The idea of

Leaving this world behind

The idea of love

The ideal of love

The ideal of love

The seductive touch

I'm in love with the idea of

Not knowing pain

The idea of

Not needing money

The idea of love

The ideal of love

The ideal of love

The seductive barrel of a gun

So run away

Run far from me

Far as the eye can see—

And I'll aim for the head

But probably just get the neck

Or the center of the back

Twirl around, girl

Do your dance

Heads or tales for the daughters

The blondes,

The live that you wanted

The life that you wasted

The knife to your back

The life flight

The kite hack

Never spend your heart on band tickets

Don't you know

This is so much more

Disappointing in person

We all are

Never spend your bet on your bottom dollar

The kite and the rock band

The lost rock

The last dollar

Diamonds on your

JENNIFER LOPEZ

GET IN THE BACK OF THE VAN, BITCH.

NO WAY, J-LO.

YOU LOVE ME

EXACTLY.

GETAWAYFROMME.

DONT MAKE ME CALL GOLDBERG.

I'M LIKE WAY MORE SCARED OF JANET JACKSON.

JANRT JACKSON

GUESS WHAT?!

OH NO!!! NOOOO.

U PICKS UP TO SUPER SPEED

wtf.

How does she run that fast, that fat?

I really don't know.

Did you call my name?

Did you wake me from my relentless dreams

I needed you

Just like you needed me

I called your name

You called me

Follow me home

Follow me to the road we both know

Open the doors for the lonely

Follow me home

Follow me home

Sista sista

What it is, mista?

Turn the tables,

Drums, then get my sticks sucked

You dig it?

Turn on the television

I'm on in an minute

This could be infinite,

Nothing to defend here,

Just

No, not the google documents!

GET IN THE HOLE.

Hm.

What.

Blood Shower

All along the watch tower

Do you feel good?

Do you?

Do you feel bad about this.

I do. I feel bad about this.

I forgot to tell you–

I should probably let you know that I just want to

MAN, FUCK THIS DUDE.

MA.

WAHT.

IT'S ON.

WHAt.

THE SHOW IS ON.

THEWHAT.

THE–

*suddenly self aware*

…I gotta get out of Boston.

What, first this was about war, now it's about bird people?

It's about a war WITH the bird people.

I should sleep.

Hahaha. No.

This isn't funny anymore.

At least it's over.

MA–

Oh, it's far from over.

Yo, i'm going through some crazy shit right now.

Spur of the moment

I'd never thought of it;

This is gonna take forever.

I don't have the patience

To even write this

I just want french fries right now

But been up for two days with no gym and

I'm on a diet.

GUAC TIME.

No, no burritos.

GUAC TIME.

Oh shit, this is getting real as fuck .

NOw i see it three ways.

I love it.

I hate it.

HEY, LET ME OUT.

GET BACK IN YOUR HOLE, SKRILLEX.

I'M DILLON FRANCIS.

IN THE HOLE.

Check it out.

Huh.

It's another DJ.

*agrees*

Should we pick him up.

WEll, the good news is: I found your friend.

Oh, that's good.

The bad news is: He's dead.

Oh, that–'s … nice.

Yeah. It is.

Uh. Kaskade.

Yeah.

We gotta find Ryan.

Why. What's up?

You're freaking me out.

Why. What's up.

Nothing

IS it my eyes?

I–

*wild ass eyes*

Yeah, it's probably that.

Fuck dude, what did you do to deadmau5.

NOTHIN.

He's not the same.

What the fuck is that.

Holy shit I jus timejumped

Where the fuck are you going.

How the fuck could this happen?!

It COULDN'T.

Well, that's it then.

*shrugs*

Well, I guess we're just gonna have to go dig up Dillon Francis.

I guess so.

Do you think he's still alive.

Like, probably not–

Maybe…

No, probably not

@prodbywar& @Halmadeit

This amazon order took me nine hours

Alexa, I think i should fire her

Like a arm

I don't leave at night without armor

Don't make me a martyr

Your mom will be proud of us all

If i make it outta here

And i'll look after her

Got the whole block coming up on my heels as I walk

Wtf is it…

Idk dude.

Is it speeding up?

I…i think so.

There's no way this is 140

IT's 140.

It's 140 .

There's no way.

Yes way.

Nah huh.

Let me see.

No.

Let me at the decks.

Let me at the decks.

NO.

YO LET ME AT THE DECKS.

You want deks.

Yes.

I got deks.

Really.

yeus .

I never listened to it like this

In ableton

I read serato, synesthesia and rekordbox

I talk a lot,

I'm like a human music box

I walk a lot

I run my mouth a mile a minute

(faster than i run around the track reciting rap words)

Like they're passwords.

Oh, I could do this forever..

I wish i had i microphone right now

And was all alone

With the lights off

Lying on the floor

I'd be lying if i said I could afford you

Just to fornicate

But may consider playing with a foreigner

If you're all for her

I'm unnerved, you know

Cause i've been up so long

My monster likes to play with boys and

Make the bass go down below where

Nobody does anymore

Once I get a hold of things

Or the hang of it

You've got another hot ones on your hands

I've another record under my belt

Or in my roster,

Whatever you'd call it

But now I've got no time to bark about

Wanting a dog and a daughter

But none of the responsibility or

Going through all the trouble to find her a father

I'm still holding a fart in.

Reaally–cause–it's been a really long time.

WHAT WOULD YOU KNOW ABOUT A LONG TIME, JIMMY FALLON??

Um a lot! You literally just saw me make the journey all the way up from nothing.

I am nothing

EXACTLY.

I don't have time to fight with you Jiimmy Fallon.

I did NOT write these games by myself you know?!

Um, excuse me– “GAMES” ?!

YES, GAMES.

Uh, I've only got one game with you in it, my friend.

Is that so!

One game that I've written with the Great–formerly LATE Jimmy Fallon.

Is that like a play on words cause i'm on late night TV

YOu'RE ON ALL THE TIME TV, JIMMY. NBC SHIT IS PRACTICALLY AUTOMATICALLY SYNDICATED.

-_-

…are you alright.

–_-_-__-_

Hold on, I think i've got it

Nice, I found a growler.

yOu still haven't got all the monsters and sprites

Ive got all the big ones, but the little ones are harder to catch.

GrO0Wl3rrr.

Aww.

He's so ugly.

Yeah, but cute, though, right.

I don't think so.

Gro)WwlErrrrrrrrr.

Aww.

That's so fucking gross.

lol . so what does this thing look like.

Well, that't the thing about the monsters and sprites.

WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT.

It's alright, it's alright–he's nice.

WHAT. THAT'S A SPRITE.

No, it's a monster. He's just scary.

SUPACREE.

David Bowie. What up.

God, it took me ages to find you.

Tell me about it. I'm still trying.

We've been expecting you for a long time.

You were expecting I'd die?

Yes.

So when she says she's “married to the music…”

I'm married to the music.

Oh, so.

Yo, honestly if you een want to talk to this bitch, you'd better have like a musical instrument, or a mic in your hands,

Otherwise–

No, getawayfrom me.

It's not even worth it.

HI.

–No.

What's up?

Tempo.

SUNNI

Cotour

From the store

I was poor

Now i'm honorable

In velour,

Glamour (Snap)

Forsure,

Jesus Christs is

making appearances in my abletons

I'm not able to comprehend or understand exactly the message,

But the evidence sire is mounting

Get it

Reached the temple,

More of a sanctuary,

Is that sacrilegious

I guess it is,

I'm stressed as ever

Trying to get it to gether

I'm way too tired for a remix;

All i really want is some fries that are french

And some thighs that are thick

Like mine to sit on

like five or six dicks

Pick up up like chopped sticks

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Love, Skrillex.

COMING UP ON

what show is this?

Whatever it is.

Things Mormon girls do

Katie

Mindy

Jenny - the 1987 Chevy nova

My name is Skrillex- to Yonkerz

Laura and Bryan

I'm home sick— but not so homesick that I want to be homeless

Gentrification—non rent control

My boss trying to be a dom (but being black so it was scary and creepy instead of va attractive and a turn on

Being worth 4 million

And still not being attractive

Sex harness

Mormons putting themselves to the side

To keep up with church standards

Correction: carne asada fries with mango pico

Mexico elected a new president (a woman) and made the loser a piñata

The pixies

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