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twistedcharismaaa · 2 months
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Masego 🌱
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rudegyalcharm · 8 months
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Masego
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uncle-mojave · 1 year
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Uncle I was wondering recently. Do you grow/forage any of your food? Like your prickly pear stuff, can you buy prickly pears or grow them or are those wild?
I think you can buy em but I don't. I harvest Yucca, sego lilly, bluebells, lavender, prickly pear fruit and pads, mormon tea and agave out here. All of those are wild. I also have a guidebook,
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That has tons of plants from California to Texas and a few of em do grow here to when I am out I take this with to try and ID new species to me.
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iman2 · 5 months
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shout! shout!
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i am always confused when you're the one who calls me. that thing about tyIa. nah. and it's amm1ka. the side. no it's tyIa and it's coming from your fandom. but like are you 'g.m', g.m or...? no. you're just afraid that you'll kill me. i think mr. damali's your dad. no. he's mas3go, thank you. but how? family planning. they sold me to trey and mas3go? mother's side to trey, dad's side to sego. i hate fries but i really crave them. 🍟 you'll be able to eat them again soon. i told you to wear those panties. eww. it's YOUR perfume. okay but like. that guy...i feel like he's gay. that's the secret society way. are you gay rn? cuz you were. no. magic can change your sexuality, wear the panties. hang up and call j1ll, your mom.
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you're not married so take off that ring. i look like aal1yah to you? did your spirits tell you something? you're doing that tarot thing, i said to stop. i don't have tarot cards. they're playing cards. i know. so? you're r1hanna. ya, that's what i said. i told you ALL, what is the issue? it's just that it couldn't be you. you prefer caroochee. that's that attitude. that is not me. you know it's my money and my child. you're psychic. you feel like she's doing magic. if you let go of that bible you will see her in the cemetery. idk if it's a visit or a sleepover. a sleepover but it's because of the speed limit. it's alyssa. so? feeling guilty for siding with THEM? don't talk to me like i'm your child. i'm not the one who does that to you. i'm the better shaman, get over it. i'm right get over it. tell her to pay the fucking bills. i don't think that she will. make her do it. you see the jewelry. she's RICH and a BITCH. i'm right. you must make my uncle an offering for that hospital shit. my father won't talk to you.
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daunthealkhemist · 1 year
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Uncle Sego really did that y'all. This that Afro diaspora meets traphouse jazz 2.0. I love it . Im the type person who it takes several listens to an album to get into it, but on the first spin , Im LOVINNNNNN it. Your really did that Uncle Sego 🤝🏾💝
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jacquelinep21 · 5 years
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playmenow · 6 years
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Medasin - Coffee (Feat. Masego) 
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toxicrocket · 7 years
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👌🏾
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bright-chld · 5 years
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So I just listened to Masego's album last week and it was actual fire so you can consider this a formal apology for not listening to it sooner. 😭
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twistedcharismaaa · 2 months
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Lost & Found Pt. 10.1
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Summary: You’re living a suffocating life and you finally find breath in Masego.
Author's Note: Hi guyssssss! I hope you’re doing well! I love and miss you guys!!! I’m back with an update! An actual update for this story (can you believe it? Lol) ! It’s been a thousand years it feels! I highly suggest going back and reading the previous chapter for a refresher! I hope you all enjoy reading! Please leave a comment for ya girl! You know I live for the commentary! Love you guys!!!!!
(Flashback)
Slowly, Tiffany shifted from her relaxed state and sat forward. She uncrossed her legs and placed her notebook on the mahogany-colored coffee table in front of her.
“So, you broke up with Desmonde?” she questioned.
“It was mutual I guess,” you shrugged. “Not much was said,” you continued.
“Can you tell me a little about Desmonde?” she quizzed as she interlocked her fingers.
“I met him shortly after my mom died. He was the local mechanic in the neighborhood. Before I knew it, I just fell into his arms I guess,” you answered reluctantly.
“And with all the time you spent together, how did he make you feel?” she asked.
“He made me feel..” you paused. “He was like…” The word lingered on your tongue as your eyes danced across the room as if you were visibly looking for the right words to say.
“Take your time,” Tiffany insisted.
“He was like the breath in my lungs?” you responded as if you were unsure.
“Ah, he was your love,” Tiffany replied smiling.
“That’s the thing. I don’t know if I ever truly loved him,” you admitted.
“Can you explain further?” she quizzed.
“I think I just depended on him. He made me feel less alone in the world,” you explained.
“And in his absence, you feel like you can’t breathe? As if you don’t have anyone to depend on? Am I close?” she guessed.
You nodded quietly in agreement.
“I would consider Desmonde more of a distraction for you,” she answered.
“A distraction from what?” you questioned feeling somewhat confused.
“Your grief,” she breathed. “You lost your mother and you lost your baby. You distracted yourself with him. He was nothing more than a tangible coping mechanism.” she added. “And now that he’s gone, you can grieve so that you can heal,” she continued.
Immediately, you closed your eyes to shield the oncoming tears that were determined to be set free. Nervously, you bounced your leg repeatedly as you crumbled the hem of your shirt sleeve in the palm of your hand.
“Feel it and let it pass. Breathe Charisma,” Tiffany whispered. —--
(Present)
You answered the phone and readied yourself to hear all of the bullshit that was going to spew out of Desmonde’s mouth. Dramatically, you rolled your eyes and pressed the phone to your ear. With an exasperated sigh, you answered with such disinterest. The sound of desperation that coated Desmonde’s voice caught you by surprise, but what shocked you most, is the news he delivered. The moment the news traveled from his mouth and into your ear caused an instantaneous reaction. Your eyes widened with disbelief as your free hand found residence over your quivering lips. Quickly, you closed your eyes in hopes that your incoming tears wouldn’t shed. You didn’t realize you were frozen until a drunken stranger bumped into you snapping you back into reality. Your eyes were forced open and naturally, apologies were exchanged between you and the partygoer.
“Charisma are you still there?” Desmonde questioned.
You completely forgot that your phone was still resting against your ear. You never did verbally respond to the news.
“I’m here,” you breathed.
“I-I know we haven’t always seen eye to eye, but believe me when I say that I do care about you. I always have and probably always will,” he admitted.
“Desmonde -” you paused. Before you could respond you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder.
Slowly, you turned around and were greeted by one of Micah’s security guards, Big Mike.
“Hey, I don’t mean to interrupt but Sego just finished his meet and greet session. He’s looking for you. I can escort you to him if you’re ready?” he quizzed.
“Okay. Can you give me a minute?” you responded politely.
“Absolutely,” Big Mike answered as he nodded.
Soon after Big Mike walked away and allowed you to finish your conversation. He made sure not to stray too far away, he could sense something was wrong.
“Desmonde, you still there?” you quizzed.
“I’m here,” he replied softly.
“Desmonde, I think it’s better if I figure this out by myself,” you responded, calmly.
“Charisma but I think - “ Desmonde tried to interject.
“I think it's better if I figure this out by myself,” you repeated, but this time more sternly. Thank you for telling me.” You added before abruptly hanging up.
Gradually you approached Big Mike.
“Actually, can you take me back to the hotel? I’m feeling a bit tired,” you confessed.
He nodded in agreement. “I’ll let the boss man know,” Big Mike stated.
Easily, Big Mike escorted you to the car safely. He watched you climb inside.
“You good? Comfortable?” He quizzed, with a warm smile.
“Yes,” you answered with a slight smile.
“Cool, cool. I’m going to make a quick call and then we’ll pull off,” he promised.
“Sounds good,” you replied.
“Aight,” Big Mike responded before closing the car door. —-----
Big Mike dialed Micah up to give him an update on the unexpected change of plans.
“Ayeeeee Big Mike!” Micah answered cheerfully. “Y’all on the way?” He asked.
“Not exactly. We’re heading back to the hotel. She said she doesn’t feel too well,” Big Mike explained.
“Is she sick? You think she caught something? You know what, I’ll meet y’all there,” Micah stated.
“Yes sir. Sounds like a plan,” Big Mike answered.
The call came to a mutual end and Big Mike hopped in the driver’s seat and pulled off. You rested your head against the window as you simultaneously looked out of it. You tried your best to quiet your mind.
“Feel it and let it pass….” you silently thought to yourself. —-
Part 9
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inordinatemuch-blog · 7 years
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HIS SONGS ARE SAXY KMN IM MELTING
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freehiphopnews · 5 years
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Masego – “Big Girls” | 2DOPEBOYZ
Masego – “Big Girls” | 2DOPEBOYZ
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Since the release of his Lady Lady album last year, Masego has been touring the country with his trusty sax while treating fans to a couple videos, a special Tiny Desk concert, and some select remixes.
Now, with his sophomore album hopefully in the works, Uncle Sego is back with his brand new single, “Big Girls.” Over soulful production from Jay “Kurzweil” Oyebadejo, the song also…
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therealjamecia · 5 years
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Ari looks so good.
Uncle Sego in the back looking like he thirsting
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daunthealkhemist · 1 year
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New Uncle Sego just dropped! You're welcome !
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crownsmenp · 5 years
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Crownsmen Podcast Episode 26
New episode out tomorrow!
Catch up on episode 26 of The Crownsmen podcast.
Paul Stevenson is the CEO of Sego Resources Inc. and has lived and breathed exploration and mining since he was 15 years old when his uncle helped get him his first job. Sitting down with Paul was an opportunity to understand the exploration process step by step. The process of getting a mining claim from the exploration stage to a fully producing mine often takes years and hinges on so many factors including the economy, current markets, government, and local communities. Paul provided us with some common events and steps that are involved in making a junior mining company successful.
https://open.spotify.com/episode/7ru9ZGfOsTXewQQqELNymh
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jukeboxdc · 5 years
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Masego (@UncleSego) - "Radio" Uncle Sego puts his own special twist on Nonso Amadi's "Radio." Check it out below.
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