I love words. A lot of us get into writing because we love words. We love words strung together in sentences; we love that those sentences blend to form an amazing story that we immerse ourselves in. Sometimes it's just the sound of the word that enraptures us, or maybe it's two words put together that, when combined, are the epitome of sonic euphoria. When that happens, we experience euphony.
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Definition of Cacophony
You've probably heard the word “cacophony” before, right? It's descriptive of loud, obnoxious, aggressive noise that assaults the ears and is generally unpleasant.
Well, words can be cacophonous as well. If a word is made up of harsh sounds or hard consonants, it's an example of cacophony.
Words like “scratch” or “oozing” are good examples of cacophony in word form, because they're not pleasant words to hear.
Definition of Euphony
In contrast, words that have an appealing sound to them are examples of euphony, which is the opposite of cacophony.
The sounds in a euphonic word or phrase flow with soft consonant sounds, like “floral” or “euphoria”, and what is apparently the most pleasant combination of words in the English language, “cellar door”.
There's even a Wikipedia article about how nice that phrase sounds.
Why You Should Focus On Euphony and Cacophony in Your Writing
So why should we bother with these terms? The use of euphony and cacophony can contribute to your writing by adding tone to your prose, especially in short stories or in poetry. Onomatopoeia, euphony, and cacophony often go hand in hand as well.
After all, there's a reason that we hear so often about fingernails screeching down a chalkboard. You can practically hear the terrible din in the verb alone.
If you have an understanding of how language sounds, you can use it to your advantage to perk up any potentially beige prose.
Do you focus on the euphony and cacophony in your writing?
PRACTICE
Imagine a rainy summer night. Use cacophony or euphony to describe the rain. Is it storming? Is it a light drizzle? Is the rain being experienced from a covered patio, or is someone or something in a mad dash to find shelter? Post your practice in the comments when you're done.
After I started writing this piece, I found the instrumental version of Zack Hemsey’s “Vengeance”, and my thoughts just took off. The song fit perfectly with the scene I was crafting.
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The air was thick with heavy rain drops as Julia charged across the clearing. Her boots pounded the soaked grass. Sweat and rain trickled down her temples.
“There she is,” one of the soldiers shouted, not far behind. “Don’t lose sight of her!”
The rain beat down on her, stinging her skin as she continued her sprint. Her heart slammed. Lightning zinged through the black sky, illuminating the treeline. If she could just reach it, she could lose the soldiers, and make her way to Ravenwood City without any more trouble.
With every passing moment the heavens opened further, limiting her view so she could no longer make out the edge of the clearing. Nor could she even hear her own feet hammering the ground. She could only feel each of the steps that brought her closer to her escape, as she raced ahead through a gray world of slashing rain.
A stand of broad oak trees appeared out of the gray, so quick she had time only to swerve around them. She plunged into the humid forest. Her soaked clothes clung to her skin, but at least she’d made it into the safety of the trees. The close-growing trees shielded her from most of the rain and allowed her to see farther ahead and around her.
She glanced back. No soldiers. Still she didn’t dare stop here. They would search until they’d found her, so she needed to enter Ravenwood and find the person she’d been told might help her: Shadow. Such a mysterious name. She had no clue if he was trustworthy.
But she would find out.
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I would love critique on this! Thanks!
I think you have a well written scene. I find only three small points which I would change.
1. I would omit the first part of this sentence. Begin with The heavens
With every passing moment the heavens opened further, limiting her view so she could no longer make out the edge of the clearing.
2. Nor could she even hear her own feet hammering the ground.
If she can’t hear her feet how does she know they are hammering the ground?
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3. In the next to the last sentence you have a conditional clause which takes the verb were, not was. Also, my own preference would be to add the last But she would find out to the previous sentence.
Good luck.
Thank you!
I like it. I don’t know if I would change it all.
Thanks!
Hello All! I’m new to this community and this is my first post ever. Critiques greatly appreciated. (I know I need to write a longer one. Sitting down and solely focus on writing is still a huge challenge for me haha)
It starts with a jingle sound, water coming back to the earth from the sky, moving in harmony with the wind. I stood there, feeling the drips of the rain on my hair. The drips of the rain on my forehead, dripping to my chin and down to my neck. I shut my eyes and meditate to the sounds of the water. Soft howls. Whistles. Loud howls. Drips of rain crashing to the ground. The sound of people running to their bus stops in the background. A juxtaposition of serene quietness and harsh sound of rain hitting the ground. Trance.
Hello Michelle,
Congratulations on getting past two hard steps to writing: sitting down and actually writing and letting others read what you wrote.
The first part of your paragraph is good. You describe a soft rain and you meditate. After a bit the weather changes and becomes harsh. Describing the change is a good way to go, but watch your choice of words. To my ears, drips of rain wouldn’t come crashing. Drips would ping or tick or splash on windows and sidewalks. You need to suggest heavy rain a different way.
I have another problem with “juxtaposition.” Webster defines it as “placing two
or more things side by side.” Think of ice cream with hot fudge sauce on top. What you have written is sequential. The light rain is followed by heavy rain; they are not at the same time.
One other point:
I think you need to say something about how you can meditate and get into a trance with so much noise.
I hope my critique doesn’t upset you. You have a good first effort.
Adelaide
A summer rainy night.
The gentle patter of rain slides along the corrugated roof. Two kookaburras, with puffed proud chests, peel their wicked cackle in to the honey coloured evening, piercing through the softness.
The gentle misty rain sits lightly on my skin like a gossamer veil of powdered diamonds.
Mother arrives, her strong hands grip the anchors of her hips and she lifts her head slightly to let the moist evening air caress the lines and aches of her tired and anxious face.
It’s evening, and still the boys aren’t home. Neither of us say a word.
Kookaburra flaps from his Jarrah branch and swoops to catch some prey. A small quoll or Marduk maybe, that was quietly scurrying beneath the verandah seeking a dry cool place to lay his furry head for the night.
The wind has stilled and the long lazy rays of sun have let go of their incessant beating heat. The pitter patter of rain-drops dance lightly across the giant leaves of the old fig tree, and collect in tiny mercury pools cupped in the abundant green folds.
Mother turns to me. No words leave her lips. Neither of us speak. Our eyes meet to share our thoughts.
Sprinkled in the softness of twilight, summer rain softly wipes our fears away.
The setting is unique. I like it.
Large drops of rain are splatting against the window with
the force of a thrown pebble. Mike, a tall well-built Native American, turns
from the window to say “Girls, you better get going!” Rushing for the door the
girls grab their shoes, and run out the door. Marcie with her leggings, and
t-shirt is first out of the door. She is at the end of the porch when
lightening lights up the sky. A crack of thunder shakes the porch as Erin
follows behind her. As the lightening fades the darkness of the storm surrounds
the girls. The wind picks up speed. The tiny shards of rain pierce the skin as
they huddle together. The wind is moaning woooooooooooooooooooooooooo. The
girls stop in their tracks looking for who had made the noise. In the dark it
is impossible to see in front of them. Not able to find any other explanation
for the moaning the girls begin their rush to their front wheel red sedan.
Soaked to the skin the girls stare at each other as the rain
streamed down on the windshield wipers. Furiously the windshield wipers switched
back and forth blocking the view of the gravel road severely rutted from previous
storms. The ruts are filling up with water overflowing into each other to make
a large bathtub of sticking gumbo. Driving through gumbo is like ice skating on
four wheels.
“Should I try it?” says Marcie. Erin replies “we have too or
be stuck.” “The more it rains the worse the gumbo gets.” Erin says, “I’ll
direct you while you concentrate on driving” Erin leans into the windshield
looking for a path for the red sled to find its way through the gumbo. Marcie speeds
through the bathtub of gumbo spraying black thick mud onto the windows, and
doors. The car slips and slides from side to side as Marcie attempts to control
the car. The rain blankets the car
making it impossible to see the road. The tires hit pavement signaling the end
of the bathtub of gumbo.
I noticed as I do these practices I move between past and present. When I am working on my book such as my memoir is it all past tense or present tense. I want the reader to feel it as it happened.
I don’t feel like I added enough description in this, but I would appreciate some critique if you don’t mind 🙂
As Sarah reclined languidly across the couch, the sound of thunder bellowing across the sky jerked her harshly back to reality. The rain had started slowly at first, lulling her to sleep as the pitter-patter of raindrops hit the cover of the window well outside. Gradually it had swelled into a mighty storm, the wind bending trees back and gigantic raindrops beating down the flowers in my mother’s garden. Now lightning and thunder had joined the scene and they were currently chasing each other across the sky like two schoolmates during recess. Sarah’s black lab, being the courageous dog she was, was cowering under a table on the other side of the room. Her eyes were as wide as saucers and every time lighting would illuminate the sky she would let out the most pitiful whimper the world has ever heard.
“Come here Tasha!” Sarah called. “Who’s a good girl? Who’s my brave doggy?” Tasha’s eyes rolled back to glance at her master for a quick second to assure her that she was the brave dog in question. However the next electrifying strike of lightning resulted in the abandonment of all courage and Tasha’s head was buried deep in the pile of blankets Sarah had accumulated on the couch.
“I THOUGHT this was JULY.” Whined Sarah’s delightful younger sister, Mitsy. “I THOUGHT we were on summer break and we were going to go to the pool EVERY DAY so we could sit in the SUN. What a joke.”
“Oh cheer up squirt. Go grab your rain boots and coat and we’ll go jump in some of those massive puddles for a while! They’re practically begging us to dive into their murky depths”
“Excuse me??” Mitsy’s nose shot up into the air. “I am NOT 6 years old anymore and besides, I would rather not get hit by lightning if thats quite alright with you.”
“You’re just as bad as Tasha.” Muttered Sarah under her breath. ” Fine, I’ll go have an adventure in the wet, wild beyond all by myself, and if any “adults” would like to join me, then they are more than welcome.” She leapt off the couch, sending Tasha scrambling for cover, and ran to her room to retrieve the proper adventure equipment.
Very interesting piece! The banter between Sarah and Mitsy is cute, and I like the way you characterized Tasha. : )
For critique, in the sentence “As Sarah reclined languidly across the couch, the sound of thunder bellowing across the sky jerked her harshly back to reality”, maybe you could omit the words “languidly” and “harshly”. If you use the first word, it seems more like telling instead of showing. And if you use “harshly”, it’s almost redundant, because the sentence already says Sarah was “jerked” back to reality. Just my thoughts.
Great piece and I’d love to hear more! : )
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Boom! Thunder sounding like nuclear war heads exploded in the sky above Joan’s yellow brick cottage. The pentstamen and astilbe swished under the window ledge where she lay dry and clean, on the couch drinking coffee. The storm promised by news announcers for days had finally arrived in full force.
The rain, impatient and angry, pelted down on her driveway. It was like hundreds of tiny guests splashing through dips in the pavement, coming to her front door. Then droplets tinged on the metal slashing of her roof, looking for another entrance into her home. Joan tried to relax and imagine the drizzling rain outside made her feel cozy inside.
She was thankful she was not driving home. She couldn’t see out the windshield when heavy rain obscured her view. Inside, she would listen and wait for the storm to end.
What a strong beginning. I really like the following imagery of nuclear warheads. They are very potent words. I very much get the impression that the rain makes joan uneasy and even a bit paranoid. But then it makes her cozy inside, which seems out of place. Other than that, incredibly good job bettyboopser.
“I’m Different”
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
[Verse 1:]
Pull up to the scene, but my roof gone
When I leave the scene, bet your boo gone
And I beat the pussy like a new song
2 Chainz but I got me a few on
Everything hot, skip lukewarm
Tell shawty to bust it open, Uncle Luke on
Got the present for the present and a gift wrapping
I don’t feel good, but my trigger happy
But the stripper happy, but they wish had me
And I wish a nigga would, like a kitchen cabinet
And me and you are cut from a different fabric
I fucked her so good it’s a bad habit
Bitch sit down, you got a bad atti’
Gave her the wrong number and a bad addy
You ain’t going nowhere like a bad navi
Ass so big, I told her to look back at it
Look back at it, look back at it
Then I put a fat rabbit on the Craftmatic
I am so high… attic
I am so high like an addict
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
[Verse 2:]
2 Chainz got your girl on the celly
And when I get off the celly
I made her meet at the telly
When she meet at the telly
I put it straight in her belly
When it go in her belly, it ain’t sh*t you can tell me
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don’t get along
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don’t get along
I paid a 1, 000 dollars for my sneakers
‘Ye told ya, a 100k for a feature
Eee-err Eee-err, sound of the bed
Beat it up, beat it up, then I get some head
Well I might get some head, then I beat it up
I don’t give a fuck, switch it up, nigga live it up
Yeah it’s going down, she get up
Might valet park a Brinks truck
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
[Verse 1:]
Pull up to the scene, but my roof gone
When I leave the scene, bet your boo gone
And I beat the pussy like a new song
2 Chainz but I got me a few on
Everything hot, skip lukewarm
Tell shawty to bust it open, Uncle Luke on
Got the present for the present and a gift wrapping
I don’t feel good, but my trigger happy
But the stripper happy, but they wish had me
And I wish a nigga would, like a kitchen cabinet
And me and you are cut from a different fabric
I fucked her so good it’s a bad habit
Bitch sit down, you got a bad atti’
Gave her the wrong number and a bad addy
You ain’t going nowhere like a bad navi
Ass so big, I told her to look back at it
Look back at it, look back at it
Then I put a fat rabbit on the Craftmatic
I am so high… attic
I am so high like an addict
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
[Verse 2:]
2 Chainz got your girl on the celly
And when I get off the celly
I made her meet at the telly
When she meet at the telly
I put it straight in her belly
When it go in her belly, it ain’t sh*t you can tell me
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don’t get along
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don’t get along
I paid a 1, 000 dollars for my sneakers
‘Ye told ya, a 100k for a feature
Eee-err Eee-err, sound of the bed
Beat it up, beat it up, then I get some head
Well I might get some head, then I beat it up
I don’t give a fuck, switch it up, nigga live it up
Yeah it’s going down, she get up
Might valet park a Brinks truck
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
“I’m Different”
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
[Verse 1:]
Pull up to the scene, but my roof gone
When I leave the scene, bet your boo gone
And I beat the pussy like a new song
2 Chainz but I got me a few on
Everything hot, skip lukewarm
Tell shawty to bust it open, Uncle Luke on
Got the present for the present and a gift wrapping
I don’t feel good, but my trigger happy
But the stripper happy, but they wish had me
And I wish a nigga would, like a kitchen cabinet
And me and you are cut from a different fabric
I fucked her so good it’s a bad habit
Bitch sit down, you got a bad atti’
Gave her the wrong number and a bad addy
You ain’t going nowhere like a bad navi
Ass so big, I told her to look back at it
Look back at it, look back at it
Then I put a fat rabbit on the Craftmatic
I am so high… attic
I am so high like an addict
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
[Verse 2:]
2 Chainz got your girl on the celly
And when I get off the celly
I made her meet at the telly
When she meet at the telly
I put it straight in her belly
When it go in her belly, it ain’t sh*t you can tell me
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don’t get along
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don’t get along
I paid a 1, 000 dollars for my sneakers
‘Ye told ya, a 100k for a feature
Eee-err Eee-err, sound of the bed
Beat it up, beat it up, then I get some head
Well I might get some head, then I beat it up
I don’t give a fuck, switch it up, nigga live it up
Yeah it’s going down, she get up
Might valet park a Brinks truck
[Hook:
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
Weren’t you the one who said that I would be nothing
Well, I’m about to prove you wrong
I’m not the only one who believes in something
My one wish is about to come true
I’m not stopping for you
No matter what you do
I’ll just keep on dreaming
My head up in the clouds when nobody is around to see…
[Chorus]
This is my moment, my moment
It’s my time, flying high, lime light
Feels like my moment, my moment
I’ve waited for so long
But now everybody knows this is my moment, my moment
It’s my time, flying high, lime light
Feels like my moment, my moment
I’ve waited for so long
But now everybody knows this is my moment, my moment
You knew it all along, I was afraid of you
I thought I couldn’t be myself
You tried to be my friend
But I wouldn’t let you
Remember what you said
Don’t miss out on your chance
Your life is in your hands
So take it just as far as you can
But trusting in yourself, forget everyone else
Believe…
[Chorus]
This is my moment, my moment
It’s my time, flying high, lime light
Feels like my moment, my moment
I’ve waited for so long
But now everybody knows this is my moment, my moment
It’s my time, flying high, lime, mine
Feels like my moment, my moment
I’ve waited for so long
But now everybody knows
[Bridge]
Haters, said I’ll see you later
Can’t talk to you right now
I’m getting my papers
Said I’m doing big things
Things you never dreamed of
I hope you are happy cause I’m ’bout to blow up
[Chorus]
This is my moment, my moment
It’s my time, flying high, lime light
Feels like my moment, my moment
I’ve waited for so long
But now everybody knows this is my moment, my moment
It’s my time, flying high, lime light
Feels like my moment, my moment
I’ve waited for so long
But now everybody knows this is my moment, my moment
RT IF U CRI EVRYTIM
“I’m Different”
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
[Verse 1:]
Pull up to the scene, but my roof gone
When I leave the scene, bet your boo gone
And I beat the pussy like a new song
2 Chainz but I got me a few on
Everything hot, skip lukewarm
Tell shawty to bust it open, Uncle Luke on
Got the present for the present and a gift wrapping
I don’t feel good, but my trigger happy
But the stripper happy, but they wish had me
And I wish a nigga would, like a kitchen cabinet
And me and you are cut from a different fabric
I fucked her so good it’s a bad habit
Bitch sit down, you got a bad atti’
Gave her the wrong number and a bad addy
You ain’t going nowhere like a bad navi
Ass so big, I told her to look back at it
Look back at it, look back at it
Then I put a fat rabbit on the Craftmatic
I am so high… attic
I am so high like an addict
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
[Verse 2:]
2 Chainz got your girl on the celly
And when I get off the celly
I made her meet at the telly
When she meet at the telly
I put it straight in her belly
When it go in her belly, it ain’t sh*t you can tell me
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don’t get along
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don’t get along
I paid a 1, 000 dollars for my sneakers
‘Ye told ya, a 100k for a feature
Eee-err Eee-err, sound of the bed
Beat it up, beat it up, then I get some head
Well I might get some head, then I beat it up
I don’t give a fuck, switch it up, nigga live it up
Yeah it’s going down, she get up
Might valet park a Brinks truck.
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
“I’m Different”
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
[Verse 1:]
Pull up to the scene, but my roof gone
When I leave the scene, bet your boo gone
And I beat the pussy like a new song
2 Chainz but I got me a few on
Everything hot, skip lukewarm
Tell shawty to bust it open, Uncle Luke on
Got the present for the present and a gift wrapping
I don’t feel good, but my trigger happy
But the stripper happy, but they wish had me
And I wish a nigga would, like a kitchen cabinet
And me and you are cut from a different fabric
I fucked her so good it’s a bad habit
Bitch sit down, you got a bad atti’
Gave her the wrong number and a bad addy
You ain’t going nowhere like a bad navi
Ass so big, I told her to look back at it
Look back at it, look back at it
Then I put a fat rabbit on the Craftmatic
I am so high… attic
I am so high like an addict
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
[Verse 2:]
2 Chainz got your girl on the celly
And when I get off the celly
I made her meet at the telly
When she meet at the telly
I put it straight in her belly
When it go in her belly, it ain’t sh*t you can tell me
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don’t get along
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don’t get along
I paid a 1, 000 dollars for my sneakers
‘Ye told ya, a 100k for a feature
Eee-err Eee-err, sound of the bed
Beat it up, beat it up, then I get some head
Well I might get some head, then I beat it up
I don’t give a fuck, switch it up, nigga live it up
Yeah it’s going down, she get up
Might valet park a Brinks truck
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3].
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
“I’m Different”
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
[Verse 1:]
Pull up to the scene, but my roof gone
When I leave the scene, bet your boo gone
And I beat the pussy like a new song
2 Chainz but I got me a few on
Everything hot, skip lukewarm
Tell shawty to bust it open, Uncle Luke on
Got the present for the present and a gift wrapping
I don’t feel good, but my trigger happy
But the stripper happy, but they wish had me
And I wish a nigga would, like a kitchen cabinet
And me and you are cut from a different fabric
I fucked her so good it’s a bad habit
Bitch sit down, you got a bad atti’
Gave her the wrong number and a bad addy
You ain’t going nowhere like a bad navi
Ass so big, I told her to look back at it
Look back at it, look back at it
Then I put a fat rabbit on the Craftmatic
I am so high… attic
I am so high like an addict
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
[Verse 2:]
2 Chainz got your girl on the celly
And when I get off the celly
I made her meet at the telly
When she meet at the telly
I put it straight in her belly
When it go in her belly, it ain’t sh*t you can tell me
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don’t get along
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don’t get along
I paid a 1, 000 dollars for my sneakers
‘Ye told ya, a 100k for a feature
Eee-err Eee-err, sound of the bed
Beat it up, beat it up, then I get some head
Well I might get some head, then I beat it up
I don’t give a fuck, switch it up, nigga live it up
Yeah it’s going down, she get up
Might valet park a Brinks truck
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing.
“I’m Different”
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
[Verse 1:]
Pull up to the scene, but my roof gone
When I leave the scene, bet your boo gone
And I beat the pussy like a new song
2 Chainz but I got me a few on
Everything hot, skip lukewarm
Tell shawty to bust it open, Uncle Luke on
Got the present for the present and a gift wrapping
I don’t feel good, but my trigger happy
But the stripper happy, but they wish had me
And I wish a nigga would, like a kitchen cabinet
And me and you are cut from a different fabric
I fucked her so good it’s a bad habit
Bitch sit down, you got a bad atti’
Gave her the wrong number and a bad addy
You ain’t going nowhere like a bad navi
Ass so big, I told her to look back at it
Look back at it, look back at it
Then I put a fat rabbit on the Craftmatic
I am so high… attic
I am so high like an addict
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
[Verse 2:]
2 Chainz got your girl on the celly
And when I get off the celly
I made her meet at the telly
When she meet at the telly
I put it straight in her belly
When it go in her belly, it ain’t sh*t you can tell me
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don’t get along
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don’t get along
I paid a 1, 000 dollars for my sneakers
‘Ye told ya, a 100k for a feature
Eee-err Eee-err, sound of the bed
Beat it up, beat it up, then I get some head
Well I might get some head, then I beat it up
I don’t give a fuck, switch it up, nigga live it up
Yeah it’s going down, she get up
Might valet park a Brinks truck
[Hook:]
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I’m different, yeah I’m different [x3].
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
Weren’t you the one who said that I would be nothing
Well, I’m about to prove you wrong
I’m not the only one who believes in something
My one wish is about to come true
I’m not stopping for you
No matter what you do
I’ll just keep on dreaming
My head up in the clouds when nobody is around to see…
[Chorus]
This is my moment, my moment
It’s my time, flying high, lime light
Feels like my moment, my moment
I’ve waited for so long
But now everybody knows this is my moment, my moment
It’s my time, flying high, lime light
Feels like my moment, my moment
I’ve waited for so long
But now everybody knows this is my moment, my moment
You knew it all along, I was afraid of you
I thought I couldn’t be myself
You tried to be my friend
But I wouldn’t let you
Remember what you said
Don’t miss out on your chance
Your life is in your hands
So take it just as far as you can
But trusting in yourself, forget everyone else
Believe…
[Chorus]
This is my moment, my moment
It’s my time, flying high, lime light
Feels like my moment, my moment
I’ve waited for so long
But now everybody knows this is my moment, my moment
It’s my time, flying high, lime, mine
Feels like my moment, my moment
I’ve waited for so long
But now everybody knows
[Bridge]
Haters, said I’ll see you later
Can’t talk to you right now
I’m getting my papers
Said I’m doing big things
Things you never dreamed of
I hope you are happy cause I’m ’bout to blow up
[Chorus]
This is my moment, my moment
It’s my time, flying high, lime light
Feels like my moment, my moment
I’ve waited for so long
But now everybody knows this is my moment, my moment
It’s my time, flying high, lime light
Feels like my moment, my moment
I’ve waited for so long
But now everybody knows this is my moment, my moment
RT IF U CRI EVRYTIM
Weren’t you the one who said that I would be nothing
Well, I’m about to prove you wrong
I’m not the only one who believes in something
My one wish is about to come true
I’m not stopping for you
No matter what you do
I’ll just keep on dreaming
My head up in the clouds when nobody is around to see…
[Chorus]
This is my moment, my moment
It’s my time, flying high, lime light
Feels like my moment, my moment
I’ve waited for so long
But now everybody knows this is my moment, my moment
It’s my time, flying high, lime light
Feels like my moment, my moment
I’ve waited for so long
But now everybody knows this is my moment, my moment
You knew it all along, I was afraid of you
I thought I couldn’t be myself
You tried to be my friend
But I wouldn’t let you
Remember what you said
Don’t miss out on your chance
Your life is in your hands
So take it just as far as you can
But trusting in yourself, forget everyone else
Believe…
[Chorus]
This is my moment, my moment
It’s my time, flying high, lime light
Feels like my moment, my moment
I’ve waited for so long
But now everybody knows this is my moment, my moment
It’s my time, flying high, lime, mine
Feels like my moment, my moment
I’ve waited for so long
But now everybody knows
[Bridge]
Haters, said I’ll see you later
Can’t talk to you right now
I’m getting my papers
Said I’m doing big things
Things you never dreamed of
I hope you are happy cause I’m ’bout to blow up
[Chorus]
This is my moment, my moment
It’s my time, flying high, lime light
Feels like my moment, my moment
I’ve waited for so long
But now everybody knows this is my moment, my moment
It’s my time, flying high, lime light
Feels like my moment, my moment
I’ve waited for so long
But now everybody knows this is my moment, my moment
RT IF U CRI EVRYTIM!
“All About That Bass”
Because you know
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass
Yeah, it’s pretty clear, I ain’t no size two
But I can shake it, shake it
Like I’m supposed to do
‘Cause I got that boom boom that all the boys chase
And all the right junk in all the right places
I see the magazine workin’ that Photoshop
We know that shit ain’t real
C’mon now, make it stop
If you got beauty, beauty, just raise ’em up
‘Cause every inch of you is perfect
From the bottom to the top
Yeah, my mama she told me don’t worry about your size
She says, “Boys like a little more booty to hold at night.”
You know I won’t be no stick figure silicone Barbie doll
So if that’s what you’re into then go ahead and move along
Because you know I’m
All about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass
Hey!
I’m bringing booty back
Go ahead and tell them skinny bitches that
No, I’m just playing. I know you think you’re fat
But I’m here to tell ya
Every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top
Yeah my mama she told me don’t worry about your size
She says, “Boys like a little more booty to hold at night.”
You know I won’t be no stick figure silicone Barbie doll
So if that’s what you’re into then go ahead and move along
Because you know I’m
All about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass
Because you know I’m
All about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass
Because you know I’m
All about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass
‘Bout that bass, ’bout that bass
Hey, hey, ooh
You know you like this base
The last of the star-ridden sky was enveloped by a dark, ominous cloud. Thunder rumbled from with it and jagged lightning slashed across the sky, giving the clouds a temporary ghostly glow. The air was thick and heavy as Jax waited for the sky to break. The cold wind was already ripping through her coat and soon it would be mixed with icy shards of rain. Pulling the coat across herself more tightly, She increased her trudge to safety into a mad dash to safety.
Within seconds of her change of pace, the first cold, fat drop of rain plummeted downwards, landing on the base of her neck. The droplet of water trailed its way down her spine, leaving unpleasant shivers in its wake.Soon, the rain was pelting her from every angle. Her curly, russet hair was now heavy with water dragging the ringlets down into mere waves. Water sloshed within her boots, turning her socks into sponges. As the wind and rain battered against her face, visibility became a mere shell of what it normally was.
A strong gust of wind assaulted her, sending her reeling to the left. Seconds later the wind charged at her from the right, sending her careening in that direction.Jax scanned the empty, unlit street in desperation. She was now completely lost and any sign of warmth, no matter how small, would be welcome. Her mad dash had slowed once again to a trudge as she wandered aimlessly. This was hopeless.