Wednesday, July 9, 2014

33 | Beyonce Knowles and Jay-Z's "Drunk in Love" | WTF kind of song is this?

Kim = 11+9+13 = 33 | Kanye West = 2+1+5+7+5+5+1+2 = 33 | Beyoncé = 2+5+7+6+5+3+5 = 33
Beyoncé and Jay-Z- How people can't see these two are Manchurian musicians is beyond me; maybe they are just dazed from the instrumentation they sing and rap over, like my boy C-Double.  Back when we were kids C-Double had this thing for Jay-Z but I was telling him he was the ultimate phony, the ultimate studio gangster- it just came through his music as it does now.  He obviously doesn't write his own lyrics.  Just before he got married to Beyoncé he was rapping about how he would never get married.  Why thy the sudden change of heart? "If I do say so myself".  These jokers don't get past me,I have a sixth sense for the "F-A-K-E".  When you see them on the commercials, selling the ads- you know they're sellouts, period.  Let that be the confirmation to your suspicions, if you ever have them.

Anyway, this money making through music duo opened the 2014 Grammys with the song Drunk in Love.
  • Grammys = 7+9+1+4+4+7+1 = 33
  • Beyoncé = 2+5+7+6+5+3+5 = 33
  • Blue Ivy was with the babysitter
  • Blue Ivy = 2+3+3+5+9+4+7 = 33
  • Jay = 10+1+25 = 36
  • Z = 26, the God Number
  • Jay-Z = Three-Six-God
  • Blue Ivy = 2+12+21+5+9+22+25 = 96
  • Satanism = 19+1+20+1+14+9+19+13 = 96
  • To reach the Satanist society of Washington, call (512)-33-SATAN
  • Satan = 19+1+20+1+14 = 55
  • Drunk In Love = 4+9+3+5+2+9+5+3+6+4+5 = 55
Let us close by looking at the lyrics to this song.  They're unbelievable and a far cry from when Beyoncé sung in the trio Destiny's Child.
  • Destiny = 4+5+1+2+9+5+7 = 33
This is because the songs Beyoncé sings and Jay-Z raps are not written by them.  They're just the vessels being used to promote this Illuminati trash music.  This is true of most mainstream artists, especially after they get past their debut songs and albums.  Now, the lyrics.
"Drunk In Love"(feat. Jay-Z)

[Intro: Beyoncé]
I've been drinking, I've been drinking
I get filthy when that liquor get into me
I've been thinking, I've been thinking
Why can't I keep my fingers off it, baby?
I want you, na na
Why can't I keep my fingers off it, baby?
I want you, na na
Intro Translation:  Drink some more drunkards, that's the ticket.
[Verse 1: Beyoncé]
Cigars on ice, cigars on ice
Feeling like an animal with these cameras all in my grill
Flashing lights, flashing lights
You got me faded, faded, faded
Baby, I want you, na na
Can't keep your eyes off my fatty
Daddy, I want you, na na
Drunk in love, I want you
First Verse Translation:  I have way more money than you and am fucking drunk.  Cigars on ice. 
[Hook: Beyoncé]
We woke up in the kitchen saying,
"How the hell did this shit happen?"
Oh baby, drunk in love we be all night
Last thing I remember is our beautiful bodies grinding up in the club
Drunk in love
Hook Translation:  Single motherhood is sexy, watermelon.
[Bridge: Beyoncé]
We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love
[Verse 2: Beyoncé]
We be all night,
And everything alright
No complaints from my body, so fluorescent under these lights
Boy, I'm drinking,
Park it in my lot 7-11
I'm rubbing on it, rub-rubbing, if you scared, call that reverend
Boy, I'm drinking, get my brain right
Armand de Brignac, gangster wife
Louie sheets, he sweat it out like wash rags he wear it out
[Studio version:] Boy, I'm drinking, I'm singing on the mic to my boy toys
[Video/Live version:] Boy, I'm drinking, I'm singing on the mic til my voice hoarse
Then I fill the tub up halfway then ride it with my surfboard, surfboard, surfboard
Graining on that wood, graining, graining on that wood
I'm swerving on that, swerving, swerving on that big body
Been serving all this, swerve, surfing all in this good, good
Verse 2 Translation:  Surfboard x 3
[Verse 3: Jay-Z]
(I'm nice right now)
Hold up
That D'USSÉ is the shit if I do say so myself Opens the verse by advertising "his brand "of liquor- welcome to 2014.
If I do say so myself, if I do say so myself
Hold up,
Stumbled all in the house time to back up all of that mouth
That you had all in the car, talking 'bout you the baddest bitch thus far
Talking 'bout you be repping that third, I wanna see all the shit that I heard  Repping that third?  Like throwing up triangles?
Know I sling Clint Eastwood, hope you can handle this curve 
Foreplay in the foyer, fucked up my Warhol
Slip the panties right to the side
Ain't got the time to take draws off, on site
Catch a charge I might, beat the box up like Mike
In '97 I bite, I'm Ike, Turner, turn up
Baby no I don't play, now eat the cake, Anna Mae
Said, "Eat the cake, Anna Mae!"
I'm nice, for y'all to reach these heights you gonna need G3
4, 5, 6 flights, sleep tight
We sex again in the morning, your breastases is my breakfast
We going in, we be all night
Jay-Z's lyrics are drunk with "33".  Notice it is the 3rd verse, "If I do say so myself".

[Verse 4: Beyoncé]
Never tired, never tired
I been sipping, that's the only thing that's keeping me on fire, me on fire
Didn't mean to spill that liquor all on my attire
I've been drinking watermelon
I want your body right here, daddy I want you, right now
Can't keep your eyes off my fatty
Daddy I want you
Watermelon, watermelon, watermelon- who wrote this shit?
Aren't those some of the worst lyrics you've ever seen?  How did that song open the 2014 Gammy's?  What?  Let's close out by decoding the references Jay-Z uses in his verse.
  • DUSSE Cognac = 4+21+19+19+5+3+15+7+14+1+3 = 111
    • DUSSE Cognac = 666 (English Gematria.... 111x6)
    • Alcohol = 1+12+3+15+8+15+12 = 66
  • Clint = 22, Eastwood = 30 Clint Eastwood = 22 3, lose the zero
    • Clint Eastwood has 223 or 322 coded into his name
  • Warhol = 5+1+9+8+6+3 = 32
  • Michael = 4+9+3+8+1+5+3 = 33
  • Turner = 2+3+9+5+5+9 = 33
  • Ike Turner reminds of Tina Turner, a predecessor to Beyoncé
The 'Drunk in Love' performance at the 2014 Grammy's is as follows.

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