Poetic Justice Kendrick Lamar Song Novels & Stories

They all looked at me and it was Kyle who answered me back. “Next Saturday, we will have our first recording with her.” I just nodded and closed my eyes again. Time passed quickly and we arrived at the airport, immediately. We had a long trip, so I listened to the instruments first and wrote the lyrics for the mixtape I was going to make. I’m still wondering if I’ll going to release this song. I gradually felt a pain in my heart when I remembered Lucky. Please get out of my mind… It’s been eight years since you disappeared… Let me live in peace… please… let me live in peace, Lucky Shen. I am really trying my best to punish myself every single day, just to give the justice you’ve deserved.

Yo no soy high (high), soy como el Testarossa ('rossa) Yo soy el que se la vive y también el que la goza (goza, goza) Es la cosa, mami es la cosa (cosa, cosa) El que mira sufre y el que toca goza (goza, goza) I said I like it like that I said I like it like that (rrr) I said I like it like that (woo) I said I like it like that Diamond district in the jag (I said I like it like that) Certified, you know I'm gang (I said I like it) Drop the top and blow the brains (I said I like it like that) Oh he's so handsome, what's his name? (I said I like it) "Oh my God, that was awesome! seriously you should write your song." The officers clapped for Mrs wellspring.

White sneakers and a messy hairstyle finished off his outfit. Both of them sat in the car and greeted me. Since Ann had called shotgun, Jake was seated at the back, groaning at his luck. We began our ride to school by grooving to "All The Stars" by Kendrick Lamar and SZA. The song is a fucking masterpiece if you ask me. The giant black antique gates of Clairvoyant Academy were soon in sight, and we parked in our usual spot. My hand reached out to open the door. I get out of the car and take my bag from Jake before heading toward the school.

Kendrick growled as he punched Jackson’s face until he heard the satisfying sound of his nose break. "Why are you angry now? Did you just realise that you cannot win the throne?" Jackson taunted again, knowing that he can’t be killed gave him confidence to make Kendrick angrier. "That throne is already mine, Jackson. Even if I don't kill you now, you still cannot win." Kendrick let out a cold laugh before he replied. "What do you mean?" Jackson questioned in confusion. "I am going to take Faith and her daughter with me." Kendrick’s reply made Jackson’s eyes widen in shock as she shook in anger. He was losing, and he could not let it happen.

If only we had some clue as to what all of this means! She stopped again and, once more, Lucas found himself the subject of her attentive stare. “You’re the one who enjoys solving mysteries. Can’t you figure it out?” “Well, I looked at the poem and none of it made any sense,” he said. “There’s no link between the river Amazon and blood sacrifice, not even the Mayan people—pretty big on blood-letting in the name of their gods—would kill anyone in its waters. The reference to true justice and unsound crimes, that could mean anything from breaking the law without realising it, or a simple case of injustice. But an injustice committed when, or where? It’s needle-in-a-haystack stuff, and that’s o

“Chose who? Chose who, Jordan? Liam? Is that what this is? Is this because I chose Liam over you?” Jordan didn’t answer. He just kept staring at her, the gun still pressed against her mother’s head. Kang laughed, stepping forward and putting a hand on Jordan’s shoulder. “Jordan has been waiting a long time for this, Kayla,” Kang said. “He’s been waiting for you to see the truth. To see that Liam is the reason for all your pain. The reason for all your suffering. And now, he’s going to help me make you pay. He’s going to help me take everything from you. Just like you took everything from me.”

I hissed. "You are such a sissy, forget about her already, she left the pack, you may never even see her again." "I pray never to set my eyes on her ever," I mumbled lowly. “Enough of the gloomy mood.” He said after a few minutes of silence. “We are not going to let your past ruin a happy day.” Saying that he connected his phone to the AUX, and soon enough, POETIC JUSTICE by Kendrick Lamar boomed through the speakers.

Jim raised his voice. "Kara, go rest properly. Once the product launch is over, I'll come get you and arrange for you to go abroad for treatment. "Don't be afraid, Kara. As soon as I'm done here, I'll come be with you." Kara froze. In that instant, she regretted her impulsive outburst. Jim had waited many years for this opportunity. If the product launch succeeded, he would rise to fame in one stroke and become the respected Professor Horne everyone admired. He would not allow anyone to become an obstacle in his path.

Hashtags. and beneath it all the truth— drowned buried forgotten under the weight of clicks and sympathy. i set the phone down, the wood cool beneath my fingertips.the world outside feels too bright for whats unraveling inside me. for the first time in weeks i cant find the words to fix it. the only sound left is the soft tick of the kitchen clock marking each second that Dylans lies take deeper root. and somewhere between the silence and the truth ifeel the weight of it settle in my chest— fame has always been louder than justice.,

Must be hard for Kendrick to be confined here. Jeffrey lifts his shirt slightly—a pistol tucked into his jeans. My stomach flips. "I've felt fear before, but this? I can feel my heart in my throat." "Jeffrey, stop scaring her," Liam snaps. "She did us a favour." "Is everything okay?" I ask quietly. "Because it feels like I'm about to be murdered." "You—" "Let me speak," Liam cuts in. "You've probably heard by now—Kendrick's death in the accident, how he supposedly burnt with the vehicle."