The versatioween Billy and Eminem was intense. Eminem proposed the creation of a rap album, aowledging that while some rappers are beloved by critics, they haven't achieved the success they deserve. Despite having potential for better songs, their performance is outstanding, and in some instahey're wonderful choices.
-So, you think the unity itself is targeting you, - Billy remarked.
-Just as if you rap, they'll target you, - Eminem ented.
-Then why me? I'd be getting into big trouble. I'd be a fool to annoy those producers—traditional, colloquial ones—or, well, we could even make rock or pop music, - Billy replied.
Eminem smiled forcefully.
-Because you want a challenge, a challenging little brat. I see it. Your profile is of someone who wants to stand out, a man who wants to carve out his own spa music. Yood, with some touches, you have a great way with words. Though you've faced some backsh, your songs hit hard. First, because you don't follo, you follow rock. But not just rock, you have a multitude of sounds. You don't stick to one or the other; you seek out your musid make it. If you're up for it, we hit those pretentious ones in the face. White rappers are the best. Are you with me, old man? - Eminem ented.
-Let's do it. Let's make that movie, and I'll release a single month, - Billy replied.
Among the many songs he beloo, which his system showed, there were still some that mao interpose fantastic ideas of creation. Perhaps he too could create some great songs that would provide wonderful tunes.
An old man watched.
Jerry watched everything from the outside table with some surprise because having a retionship with industry artists was fantastic. If Eminem has a cert and needs a band, or an opener, it's the special side that attract tacts. In 1971, the band Scorpions had beeing for a year, and by surprise, their debut was pletely questioned because the type of music didn't cat in the first few months, due to the retionship of one of the guitarists. This guitarist won an award as the opener for a cssic bald band, and their success began with that. Many times, people's mistakes are tradicted numerous times by a retionship, friend, or friendship. Another example is in 1968, with a on friend Jimmy Page, through a union of great musis, the band Led Zeppelin was created. They were all, at that moment, in a straionship with The Yardbirds, a music group created by the great guitarists of the time, Eric , Jeff Beck, and Jimmy Page himself.
Then they signed for Led Zeppelin, and the great band of history was formed, and the relut friendship he had with Jimmy caused an evident success, the star and vocalist of the band, Robert Pnt.
-I'm not as good as you think. I don't make songs every so often. I make some tracks but don't expect me to release a rap album. I make some songs, I get up, and I rap whatever I feel like, - Billy ented.
-Haha, that's it. We do it. Let's do most of the activities together. I'll be waiting. My movie will shut a few mouths. 'The Marshall Mathers' is a fabulous record, but I already have ideas that solidify my position. Rap is challenging. If you don't challenge someo doesn't gee anything different, - Eminem ented, giving in a little.
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At the Leeds cert, appuse echoed throughout the vehe atmosphere was unlike any p Chicago or any on house, bar, or restaurant Billy had experiehe high-pitched screams caused a frenzy among Billy's band members. Not far away, Eminem, who would perform for the st time on Sunday, awaited his turn.
Among the rows of fans, a hidden and seldom-seen Robert Pnt took a sip of beer as he listened with io the singer, at Jerry's request. He came to show what it was like to be a rock singer, and also a vocalist, uhe pressure of being a partying stereotype.
He was mindful of the crowd. He was well-known, and any mistake could cause a stampede. The bck wig erfeow, he just had to wait. Participating aivating with it, he wao release a new solo album after the disaster of 1980, a distant, lively pce.
Then came Billy Carson. The boy smiled, exuding an aura of happiness and spicuous rebellion. His gestures were fident, evehe screams urged him to sing. He took his time to breathe.
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They're gonna up your looks.With all the lies in the booksTo make a citizen out of youBecause they sleep with a gunAnd keep an eye on you, sonSo they watch all the things you do
Because the drugs never workThey're gonna give you a smirk'Cause they got methods of keeping you They're gonna rip up your headsYour aspirations to shreds
An in the murder mae
They said, "All teenagers scare the livin' shit out of me"They could care less as long as someone'll bleedSo darken your clothes, or strike a violent poseMaybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
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The vibrato was good but could be better. It was fantastic, with a hint of madness, something he cked when he was younger. Now, surrounded by a crowd, he felt what his fa when they heard him sing. There was animalistiergy, a madhat hit hard, like the force he once glimpsed when he was famous, now silenced by an epiight that drives people wild.
People began to jump, and the emotions were palpable, like pride, they were ecstatic. A fever that started to invigorate the thoughts of those around him, utopian moments from his nights as a rocker, simple fantasies.
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The boys and girls in the cliqueThe awful hat they stickYou're never gonna fit in much, kidBut if you're troubled and hurt
What you got under your shirtWill make them pay for the things that they did
They said, "All teenagers scare the livin' shit out of me"They could care less as long as someone'll bleedSo darken your clothes, or strike a violent poseMaybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
Oh, yeah!
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The singer tio drive people crazy, and Robert Pnt ying along with madness. This was Rock, in an ued way. The way he fought wasn't logical, but it was logical that everything was driven by the singer's force.
He kept pying, detail by detail, with the same simplicity, in an unanner.
But the singer's charisma was outstanding. Every detail was tinuous and simir in a way that caused ovation. The voice owerful, reag the eadium, sending a chill down his spine, amid the fireworks around him.
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They said, "All teenagers scare the livin' shit out of me"They could care less as long as someone'll bleedSo darken your clothes, or strike a violent poseMaybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
All together now!
"Teenagers scare the livin' shit out of me"They could care less as long as someone'll bleedSo darken your clothes, or strike a violent poseMaybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
"Teenagers scare the livin' shit out of me"
They could care less as long as someone'll bleedSo darken your clothes, or strike a violent poseMaybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
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-Jerry got a great singer, - the man said, running his hand through the wig, as people saw red hair appearing, rge curls.
-Oh, shit, - thought the vocalist.
The crowd didn't notice. Billy's excitement brought them into their reality. It was a rock festival, and he o talk to Jerry.
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With an attendance of 15,000 people, Billy's hands trembled as he immersed himself in his world. The crowd was lively, and he could only follow the steps of a great star. Every star does as they damn well please.
15,000 new fans danced from side to side, with the same madness as some others, shaking their hair up and dowions—those who trol emotions rule.