Soundcloud Rapper Pretended to Have Coronavirus on a Plane

An aspiring Soundcloud rapper was arrested earlier this week after announcing to a crowded plane that he was infected with coronavirus.

According to the Daily Dot, 28-year-old Canadian James Potok pulled the ill-advised “prank” on a WestJet flight from Toronto to Montego Bay, Jamaica in a cringeworthy attempt to go viral.

The coronavirus, which originated in China’s Wuhan province, has already reportedly led to the deaths of over 500 people. So, needless to say, his mid-flight declaration did not go over well with the flight crew and fellow passengers.

Following his announcement, the plane was forced to turn back and make an emergency landing back at Toronto Pearson International Airport, where Potok was escorted him off the plane to the boos of fellow passengers.

And though he admitted that the “joke” was in “poor taste,” Potok ultimately didn’t seem too remorseful, as he went on to tell CityNews that it was still “good for publicity” — which, honestly, just makes this all-around gross situation even worse.

At the very least, Potok was charged with mischief and breach of recognizance, and is expected back in court on March 9. It has yet to be seen whether he will face jail time.


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Eric Bellinger – G.O.A.T. 2.0 (feat. Wale)

[Intro: Wale & Eric Bellinger]
Yeah
Truly the greatest baby (Whoo)
All hail to my faovrite lady (Yeah)
[?] elevate your name but I’m sayin’ you already an angel baby
It’s Eazy

[Verse 1: Eric Bellinger]
Shawty bad, slim, thick
She my drug, she my fix
And I’m all up in her mix
She be mixin’ with the wrist
She the plug, she finesse
She the one they call the GOAT
She don’t stress
She don’t trip and she fuck with all my bros

[Hook: Eric Bellinger]
So if I gotta choose someone
Then it must be her she been here since day one
I guess I’ma have to call her bae, I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess we gon’ have to go hit London, Paris and Montego Bay
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess she gon’ have to scream my name
Now every time that she come to the crib
I’ma break her back like I break that bank
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae

[Verse 2: Wale]
Yo, yo
I guess I’ma have to call her wait
I need someone to call me a cab
I drunk too much but I’m on my way
I hate fake love cause I love too hard
[?]
Come to your job bring lunch one time
Then leave your job and you don’t wanna say bye
I never say bye ’cause we just say ciao
She the bitch, she a dolla not a dime
Super thick, super fine
Most important super smart
I celebrate for your intelligence
Fashionista so effortless
To tell the truth I got a [?]
But if I had to chose [?]

[Hook: Eric Bellinger]
So if I gotta choose someone
Then it must be her she been here since day one
I guess I’ma have to call her bae, I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess we gon’ have to go hit London, Paris and Montego Bay
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess she gon’ have to scream my name
Now every time that she come to the crib
I’ma break her back like I break that bank
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae

[Bridge: Eric Bellinger]
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gucci on all the time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gucci on all the time

[Outro: Eric Bellinger & Wale]
Shawty bad, slim, thick
She my drug, she my fix
And I’m all up in her mix
She be mixin’ with the wrist
She the plug, she finesse
She the one they call the GOAT
She don’t stress
She don’t trip and fuck with all my bros
It’s Eazy, Wale too
All the time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The Moon and back, yeah
Mixin’ with the wrist
That’s my plug, that’s my chick, yeah

80 tage – Mosh36 songtexte

Songtexte Mosh36 – 80 tage

Ne, ich hab’ keine Zeit für ‘ne Maskerade
Ich hab’ achtzig Tage, lass mich fahren
Der Sombrero steht im Montego Bay
Kommt M-O in die Stadt, ist das Haze ..
Ich will Paper seh’n, die Welt bereisen
Achtzig Tage einen F**k geben, Geld zerreißen
California love, Digga, Westside
Ich check’ ein, gutes Weed ist rezeptfrei
Wir fahr’n im Cabrio durch Malibu
Bacardi pur auf der Schlangenleder-Garnitur
Geb’ mir in Istanbul ..
Und chill’ mit den .. am Havanna Beach
Mach’ ein Mixtape in Sidney mit Game und Widney
Rockstar wie Rick James, f**k Fame, ich griff Haze
Achtzig Tage, die Welt ist zu klein
Doch ich verschwend’ keine Zeit.(80 tage)

Achtzig Tage, ich will die Welt seh’n
Geld zähl’n, selfmade, bis nach L.A.
Achtzig Tage, ich hab’ keine Zeit
Was ist mit deiner Seele? Ich mach’ meine frei
Gib mir achtzig Tage
Achtzig Tage
Gib mir achtzig Tage
Achtzig Tage.

Ich habe keine Zeit, ich fahre sowieso
LiP Gang, wir driften in Tokio
Softeis und Lammkopf, one night in Bangkok
PA sagt wieder, „Roll einen Blunt, Mosh!“
Und ich seh’, wie er sich noch einen anboxt
M-O holt sich sein Spotlight wie van Gogh
Und du siehst, wie ich mir noch einen anbox’
M-O holt sich sein Spotlight wie van Gogh
Wir machen Monaco klar versuri-lyrics.info
Yachthafen, nackt baden, Bora Bora
Fettes Weed, Hennessy und ‘ne Coca-Cola
Haben wir heut Wochenende oder Montag?
Donnerstag, Mittwoch – egal, welcher Wochentag
Ich lehn’ mich zurück und dreh’ mir ein’n Holländer
Achtzig Tage, die Welt ist zu klein
Doch ich verschwend’ keine Zeit.

Achtzig Tage, ich will die Welt seh’n
Geld zähl’n, selfmade, bis nach L.A.
Achtzig Tage, ich hab’ keine Zeit
Was ist mit deiner Seele? Ich mach’ meine frei
Gib mir achtzig Tage
Achtzig Tage
Gib mir achtzig Tage
Achtzig Tage.

In mei’m Leben waren große Träume weit weg
Aber heute bin ich ein Act
Ich geh’ da raus und hol’ mir mein Cash
M-O-S-H, für immer 36
In mei’m Leben waren große Träume weit weg
Aber heute bin ich ein Act
Ich geh’ da raus und hol’ mir mein Cash
M-O-S-H, für immer 36.
Mosh36 songtexte
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