"Somebody hold this for me." J spoke as he held his blunt out for someone to take rather than putting it out. Climbing onto the stage, he dapped up the DJ after giving him a specific tune to play for the music he had in mind. Adjusting the mic to his height, he cleared his throat softly as he looked out into the crowd of familiar faces. "I ain' even gon' cap, a nigga high as hell. But y'all scary so I said why not?" He said jokingly as he let out a laugh, retrieving the blunt from the person he'd handed it to he continued with his dialogue. "This is uh... an original piece, or two originals fused into one. I wrote 'em myself and I decided to share 'em wit' y'all tonight. If y'all end up leavin' wit' an ex tonight or somebody you shouldn't even be fuckin' wit' I do take full accountability, I've been told I am one toxic ass muhfucka." He spoke cheekily. His music was near and dear to him, when it came to it, he wasn't Joker in this mode β he was Kenzo. "Dim them lights for me." Allowing seconds to pass at the bass of resonated loudly throughout the club. "This first one is called 'Insecure', inspired by a girl I knew awhile ago." Kenzo allowed the tune to run through him entirely, soul included as he grasped the mic and began singing.
"She said,
You can't know what I've done,
You can't know where I've gone,
Your lips can lie...
But your eyes can't hide,
You're too young... you're too young."
"How I adore,
Our love would be so true,
I just wish you knew.
I'd be all yours if my mind didn't wander, I've got scars...
From a life before you."
"Please don't think I'm insecureeeee,
I just can't trust no one else.
Please don't think I'm insecureeeee,
I just feel safe by myself."
As he sang, the tune shifted into something a bit more upbeat. "This next one is 'Lovely', inspired again, by another woman I once knew. Pussy clearly make my world go βround."
"I almost fell in love with you.. after the club last niiiiight,
They don't know what you doooo. Money's gon' treat you right.
"Girl, don't act like you've changed,
When we both know you caaaant,
And I know you love meeee...
'Cause I think you're lovelyyyyy."
As the chorus of the song came up, Kenzo removed the mic from the stand and moved around the stage, cueing his natural stage essence.
"Girl check my coooooat, Drop that ass on the floooooo'. See you move on that pole. Baby... look at you goooooo.
Girl, check my coooooat, Drop that ass on the floooooo'... See you move on that pole. Baby... look at you goooooo."
"I almost fell in love with yoooou,
After the club last night...
And you told me don't spend too much,
Girl take yo' own adviceeeee."
"Girl, don't act like you've changed,
When we both know you caaaant,
And I know you love meeee...
'Cause I think you're lovelyyyyy."
He ended off his session with that last line though there was one more part to it and instead, placed his blunt between his lips as he placed the mic back on the stand and placed two fingers to his lips to signify a kiss to the crowd as the instrumental fadedout. "Thank you, thank you." The male said as he accepted his applause and exited the stage.
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β for some reason, ππππππ had been off her game all night, she was thankful that she didnβt have to dance and she could sit back and watched the drunken entertainment. β fuckkkkk.Β βΒ the beauty groaned as she felt the string of her lace up heels come apart for the second time since she had entered the floor. leaning down, she went to fix the wardrobe dysfunction and as soon as she did someone almost tripped over her. β oh shit, sorry! β she yelled loudly to capture the personβs attention.
Instinctively, Jokerβs hands went to the figureβs waist in an attempt to stop them from falling over. Being that they were bent down and the club was dimly lit, he hadnβt seen them until it was too late. βMy bad, mama. I ainβ see you there.β He began to apologize, up until he noticed the familiar tone which in turn caused him to suck his teeth loudly once he realized who it was. βYou really jusβ be in the way fβreal, man. Can a nigga get through?β He asked as she remained in the way, aiding in the obstruction of his movements.
βWhat they gonβ do?βΒ πππππ scoffed, looking around at the men in the establishment.Β βMy lilβ ass will lock this jaw down so tight if they even try me so if they wanna gamble with the possibility of leaving with a broken dick, thatβs on them.β The female shrugged, flashing a smile.Β βI might be off key here or there butΒ I used to beΒ a hit at theΒ Christmas dinners.β
Exhaling the fumes out through his nostrils the male shook his head again as he let out a laugh. βYou a whole ass trip but I fuck witβ it. Nigga ainβ never gonβ wanna step foot back in this bitch again.β Extending a hand, J offered the woman the blunt out of pure courtesy.Β βLemme hear a lilβ sumn then, since you used to do a lilβ damage. Hit me witβ uh...β Joker stroked his chin hair as the thought silently for a few seconds. βThat βItβs Not Rightβ jawn.β
βThis mouth is only good for arguing and sucking dick if Iβm being honest.βΒ πππππ shook her head, speaking to the person beside her.Β βIf I open my mouth to sing, yβall gonβ need hearing aids after. Actually, I do a mean Whitney Houstonβ¦β She placed her finger against her chin, contemplating participating for a moment. Deciding against it, she turned her head to the person who was still stuck on the first part of her sentence.Β βWhatβ¦?β
Jokerβs brows furrowed as he tried his best to stifle his laughter at her admittance of what her oral feature was best at. βYou a bold lilβ broad to be sayinβ that shit βround a bunch of prowlinβ ass niggas.β He chuckled lightly and shook his head as he took a pull from the blunt he housed between his pair. βNo disrespect. But, if younβ actually mean you do a fiβ ass Whitney, keep yaβ lilβ ass right here.β
if it was one thing about KITTY, she loved karaoke night. she always enjoyed seeing the different patrons go up on the stage, and it showed in her energy. she was singing every song that came on, even the slower ones. As usual, sheβd taken a shot before her shift started and the bass of the speakers made her whole body vibrate.Β βwho wanna do a song with miss kitty herself?β she exclaimed, walking around past the different sections and dancing lightly as she flashed smiles to those around her.
βIf itβs one thing you should not be doinβ, itβs that. Unlike yaβ moniker, ainβ nunβ kitten-like βbout yoβ singinβ, mama.β J spoke as the woman walked by him, only speaking up because he was familiar with her voice despite the fact that he hadnβt been facing her at the moment she spoke. Bringing his blunt and lighter to his face, J sparked the end of his joint and shook his head. βThat ainβt mean yes either.β
πΊπ΄π½ππΎ, better known as πΉπΎπΊπ΄π is a twenty-five year old dealer and unbeknownst artist. Joker, has his hands in a bit of everything pertaining to the drug game and more than likely, the shit youβre getting high off in the club and on the streets is his product. I didnβt come up with any ideas per se, but I am open to plots nβ shit, so if you have any ideas, hit a nigga up and we can get some shit bussinβ while I work on his development.
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