Don’t you ever get too comfortable..
How far can you go, when it comes to being comfortable with your partner? Can you burp in front of them, maybe fart?
I must say I hate it when it comes to a point where both partners are too comfortable, for example they spend time with only themselves, the girl doesn’t put on make up, doesn’t do her hair etc. They both don’t mind about dressing decenctly and so on. Even though you’re comfortable with each other, doesn’t mean you should lose your common sense, you should still look as good as you can for each other and still fight for one another every second or shit gets weird. You are supposed too shine together, so people don’t consider you as two cracked up aliens walking around town.
And I would never be able to fart in front of my girlfriend on purpose. Sometimes accidents happen, especially when my mama gave birth to a bastard like myself lmao. But I have no problems burping in front of my chick, I won’t burp the first weeks but uhm, after some time I guess I get comfortable, but to a certain degree. Remember, like Weezy says : BABY, DON’T YOU EVER GET TOO COMFORTABLE!
I just love the track above so I just had to make a remix of it!
Driver’s License
Menace to traffic? That’s what I’ll be when I get my driver’s license. I don’t even have it yet, and still I’m so terribly irritated when people drive too slow, or don’t drive when they should etc. And this is me just sitting next to a friend, or brother. I just can’t stop hating on old folks behind the steering wheel. They need to recycle their driver’s license for real! They are just too afraid, that they won’t make it before the other car shows up. Please bitch, just drive or we’ll be at the same position for another 20 minutes. Just because you are old, the car is not! You can do it! I’d understand if you were (by yourself), crossing the road, I wouldn’t mind if you kept waiting, but people got shit to do, not feed ducks in the park, and eat cakes and drink coffee. I just slapped myself, I just felt I got a lack of respect against the elders lmao.
I need to get my driver’s license ASAP, so i can run some people over!
Even though I’ve been with everybody, I’m afraid I’ll end up with Nobody
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I just caught a cold during summer, wtf is this bullshit?! I already got a big nose, now it turned bigger, I already got a big head, the sun hits it when it already feels like a balloon (nothin but air inside and the thoughts are occupying the last intelligence there is left, running laps and marathons). I’m extremely confused at the moment, I need to set things straight and do what I do, not chase girls, and I want to do what I really should but the cold is killing me. No one can live up to what I’m expecting anymore, that’s how it feels, I only trust a few people, but I’m keeping everything to myself, as I usually do. I’m not a talker, everything is on the inside and I rarely let it out. Nobody can come as close as someone once did. All I can listen to right now is “Sooner Than Later”. Even though I’ve been with everybody I’m afraid I’ll end up with Nobody…
Text Or Talk?
What do You prefer doing, texting or calling someone?
If anyone out there reading really cares about my opinion, here it is. If something isn’t urgent, I prefer texting definitely. But if there is a rush etcetera I call up. Text messaging seems more free and I can put more mind into what I want to tell someone. It’s also good if you want to delay things that you want to say. If you get a question you don’t want to answer immediately while talking, it’s not that easy to dodge but on the other hand, texting, you can answer whenever you feel like, even if the person might send an irritated question mark, if you don’t answer within a couple of minutes, hours, days lmao.
Texting isn’t always the best way either, because it’s difficult to “read” what the other person is actually thinking/meaning/saying, they might be ironic or whatever, but listening to them saying it instead is much easier.
Anyway, bottom line is, I rather text than call so, don’t get it twisted!
No Disrespect But Uhm..
What’s all the fuss about 2pac & Biggie, that they are the best rappers ever, over all rappers, dead or alive, they are still the best, rappers today can’t be compared etcetera. Sorry, but I just can’t agree. Saying that they were the best at their era and some time after that, is no disrespect at all, but a statement like today’s rappers are wack, Lil’ Wayne wouldn’t be successful, Drake would never be able to do what he does, if Tupac or Biggie was alive, is just disrespect and stupidity.
You just have to give it up for the artists we have, if you listen to Tupac it’s fine, but sometimes the list of Tupac tracks must end feel me? BUT FROM TIME TO TIME, YOU HAVE TO LISTEN AND UNDERSTAND AND BE REMINDED ABOUT THE FACT THAT OLD HIPHOP TRACKS ARE THE BLUEPRINTS FOR NEW ONES! No way I listen to “Wonder Why They Call You Bitch” or “HIT ‘EM UP” every single day. I might have to put it on sometimes to remind me that Tupac was a great artist and that I used to listen to him and completely looked up to him. Update your music por favor and stick with the development and evolution of the music. It flourishes beautifully, I’m not saying all artists but don’t disrespect the ones who you actually know got mad talent!
Mister Blanco!
Been thinking about it, and i guess I’m a lucky motherfucker. I can get away with the creepiest shit when it comes to ladies lmao. I can walk up to a girl in the club, kiss her hand and whisper the most dirty thought I can come up with in her ear and she’s cool with it, don’t know why, but maybe cuz I’m blanco. I can even kiss her on the cheek and she’ll still smile.
Now picture this, a middle eastern guy, long hair with a lot of styling gel/wax in it, dancing in the club with a wifebeater lmao. If he’d come up to a chick in the club and kiss her hand, everyone would be like What The Fuck?! Am I right? Or maybe some latino, don’t matter, it’s going to look different than when I do it…
I can get away with a lot, compared to some friends of mine, a Persian one, a Lebanese dude, a Jamaican fella, even though I just might be the biggest creep. Just take a look at the picture above, who looks more like a creep? Me or the guy standing behind? He’s just standing around, and I’m opening my arms lmao. Am I promoting myself in a bad way?! Who the fuck cares, say what you and like think what you want to!
One Love, ladies and gentlemen and again Nothing But Realness Goddamnit!
Relaxing
Listen! Like DJ Khaled baby!
Ladies Love Cool James but die for Emilio!
Walking down the beach oiled up, getting my tan on lmao feeling like the white LL Cool J. Summertime is the ish for real. Can’t remember the last time I had such a wonderful summer. It’s been sunny for 10 days straight. And I never thought it was possible but Mr Snowman actually got some colour, finally. This is almost as anticipated as back in the day when the first TV with colour was produced! I used to look like Casper the friendly ghost, now I look more like the mean Mr T, from the Rocky movie. Mean muggin everyday, allday! I’ve been relaxing a little too much I think, not on the working out, but on the music part. I need to get back at what I do best, ya feel me?!
There’ll be new stuff out soon I promise, and that’s a pinky promise…PAUSE!
Sincerely Yours
Emilio
Too Fly For This Shit
Alright, today I had an unlucky day, I did not only almost bust my jaw open on the stairs, but a bird took a shit on me, not only once, but twice goddamnit! I was standing next to a building, when birdshit suddenly hit my arm. I immediately knew it was birdshit. I wiped it off and moved six feet away from the spot it hit me, guess what happens?! It hit me again, but this time on my shoulder. I should have moved even further away, but come on, how much shit does a a dove have? And no way he can shit twice in three minutes.
It almost felt as if the motherfucking bird was doing it with purpose. I wish I just had a redbull at that moment, so I could get some wings, fly high above the asshole, unzip my jeans, pull my dick out and take a piss on the dove. Now did the bird shit on me without a reason, or was it because I was too fly?! Maybe he was a hater, maybe his old nest was located on a balcony of some people listening to Emilio? Maybe he already knew the lyrics from “Kidnapping Your Love”, and was planning to make a diss record called “Kidnapping Your Dove” or sumthin?! What do I know, I mean I know people say that it means luck to get sprayed with birdshit, but it also means you’ll have more laundry to do…
Call Me Romeo!
Once upon a time, I met this girl. We ended up at her crib and she suggested we could watch a movie. I was like: “Sure, what you got baybay?!” She pulled a couple movies out, “I am Legend” , “American History X” etc. and then some girl movies. She was like: “You probably want to watch a dude movie?” I’m like : “Wait a second, let’s watch this one!” I chose “Titanic” lmao.
Anyway when she saw the choice, her eyes went from a normal state to bright as fuck and I put a smile on her face. She almost choked off the feeling she received. Her mind was probably going through a thousand thoughts like: WHAT AN AMAZING GUY, OMG HE MUST BE THE ONE, I DIDN’T KNOW GUYS COULD WATCH THOSE MOVIES, EITHER HE’S GAY OR BISEXUAL, AND IF HE AIN’T UMMA MARRY HIM, HE’S PERFECT!
I knew she painted the perfect picture of me in her mind, but I’m sorry ya’ll, I just had to ruin the wonderful, extraordinary moment with a bigass “PSYCH”!
Am I Evil or am I just so Adorable?!
I’m In My WifeBeater..
But I have never ever hurt a girl physically. I’ve been really close to slapping the shit out of a female before but I have managed to stay calm every single time. When it comes to psychological stuff I have probably hurt a couple girls, but what can I say? We are not more than humans right? I am not a robot either, I have been hurt many times on the inside, and even more on the outside. I’ve received a couple bitch slaps, kicks, even fists goddamnit! But uhm life is good cannot complain!
I Was Wondering Maybe..
Could I make you my baby, if we do the Unthinkable, would it make us look crazy?!
Been bumping this tune for a minute, and I just can’t erase it from my mind. Alicia Keys got the ultimate female vocals, I’m sorry Queen B, but Alicia is better definitely. I wish I could make her my wife, just so she could sing to me every night before I fall asleep, some of those evergreen lullabies and get hooks forever for my songs whenever I need ‘em. No need to cook baby, no need to clean at all, no sex or wait a sec, you are beautiful too!!
Nothing but realness goddamnit!
