OWSLA CONFIDENTIAL, LTD.The infinite Skrillifiles: Next Generation— Quantum Force Skrillex

YES.

Oh yes indeed.

It must be something about this beast inside—
Even my first boyfriend—
My first real boyfriend.

Was—

Seriously?

Incredibly gifted.

Jesus Christ.

Right.

Jesus fucking Christ.

(That can happen.)

Well.

Well.

I've—

Wait a second.

How would you even write something like this.

My dissuasion from black men has never prevented me from being pleasured by—

Oh no.

Some of the world's finest dicks.

How's that.

Perfect.

I can't even,

(But just did)

“9 inch pie crust

How's “9 inches?

That'll work.

Just don't dislodge my IUD.

Dammit.

Really less than 9?

I mean—
I'll take

A 6
Yes!

Really?

Or a 7

Nice.

But only to play with.

What.

Ok.

What! I'm not keepin it.

I just like sucking dick.

Really?

Yes.

AHA,

—the right dick.

Well, well, well—

And if the last bitch left her stink on you—

Even if you wash it 6 fucking times—

I'll smell it in my eyelids.

What.

Your aura sucks.

What. Why.

I don't like her.

What?! Who?!

The last one.

Vibe check.

Man, you gotta stop fuckin these white bitches

White bitches:
LalalalalLalalalala
Lalalalal

No.

What?! Why?!

She sucks, bro.

Yeah but

Comfort, luxury, style—
Utility.
You can take this girl anywhere

Just shapeshift into a basic white bitch
For what
Just do it

Those are the ones that're around!

These rich ass fuckin hoes.

EASY.

What.

White girl wasted.

Have another shot.

Ooh, dad bod.

Yes.

SUNNI BLU

You thought I forgot

I did not

DADBOD.

Mmm.



Yes but also

NO, JAKE GYLLENHALL

PUT YOUR WEDDING BAND BACK ON

BUT-/

WE ARE FINISHED.
DONE.

YESSSSSS. I'm off the CLOCK.

Look, marriage is work. However—

DEEZ HOEZ GOT BALLZ

FUCK.

Nasty ass trick.

BODIES. BODIES BODIES.

What is all this fucking hotness even for if you can't work those fuckin muscles— what do they call them?

“Intercostals”

Yo— your intercostals are not the fuck muscles

Wait, they're not?
No.
Aw.
But you can use them to fuck if you want

Where's that one n***a at?!

[Skrillex]

Under some blonde slut

SLUTZ.

Nice.

Fine.

Wait.

What.

You really want that?!



Vibe check.

Vampires:

He was such a nice kid

Feeding time.

SUCKED HIM DRY

DEAD ON.

Man, I kind of want to watch that one movie where—

It was a box office flop.

Monsters;

Ohh. A weak one.

BREAK THE SEAL. BREAK THE SEAL.

You can shapeshift into a s—

Okay, listen, I am NOT going back To The Rock for any reason.

Just—- be ugly.

I am ugly.

You really think I'm trying to

ILLUMINATI:

Watch this.

DOLLARS.

WHAT. RYAN REYNOLDS
FUCK YOU.

GET OFF MY ISLAND!

I'm a DAD.

Where's the bathroom?

SLUTZ
MODELS
ACTRESSES:

see. These bitchez is interchangeable.

I love that.

Look, you walk into one of these events with anything darker than a paper bag—

Well, It depends on who manufactured the brown paper bag…

[Whole Foods Market]

Still too dark.

—She had better be the most perfect looking broad anyone could ever want.

Where's the bra straps?

You want bra straps?

Uh, yeah?!

Oh
*snickers*
Sorry.

Look, I don't want to even think about that scene where—

FUCK YOU, DILLON FRANCIS
FUCK YOU IN THE ASS.

DILLON FRANCIS

oh damn. That kid did look like Dillon Francis. Like a lot.

GET BACK HERE.

I liked him.

Did you tell him that?

No way. After that John dude broke my heart.

DO YOU REMEMBER ME?! I'M A BIRD.

Someone find Tim.

Agh.

Whatever.

Find that Smith kid I went to high school with.

For what?

I wanna bone him.

Goddamn, Madame President.

Shut up.

Damn, so.

So the president basically has an errand boy to go round up all the dick she missed out on being groomed to be the first

Black female president?

Yes.

HHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

This is not the free world.
We remain unfree from the reign of Man.
A reign of terror;
A reign of disease;
Restlessness,
Abuse;
A reign of war.

Power and control.

I was indeed a submissive,
But not so much so that I had become null to the insensitivities of the world, the common man a mere conjecture of what had been true to become of women, as slaves to their captors—doomed to repeat the cycle of what had been born of war at all—born in the truth that mankind had been born of woman, bred to be almost entirely consumed in the physical realm by the mysteries of such as what had been before, in the darkness of chaos. Wonder, in the curiosity as such lies the hidden mystique of a world which he knows not beyond the unconscious conception of his own creation; a manifestation within the confines of the spirit— a world of material wealth, born from thought—our of the warmth and the light of nature, of cosmos, the woman's womb and world from where the fabric of life is woven— a love which he seems not to understand at all, but becomes however facinated with the touch of lust, knowing nothing of a love and of a mother often overlooked as God.

The Red Dawn Is Upon Us

Who but a man could protect a sacred heart overshadowed by the scars of a body so tragically missed by the misfortune of the modern man's insatiable thirst for perfection—his pride and his dignity clouding with judgement the eye of beauty in the uneven and illogical blindness of lust—the quilted pride and honor in lawlessness; the wilted and weathered age of one another falling into dissatisfaction, a curse to which his own demise furnishes want beyond logic, succumbs need to nothingness— a disfigurement of heart and spirit, waging war within himself, burning what he seeks to hide longer, loveform vanishing as does his wisdom, plundered perfection at its peak for nothing less than progression— a mind shattered at the unlasting haunts of wilderness, nature of God unknown as nature itself becomes destroyed; mankind, a toxic variety, a wounded force of demise upon its planet and its creatures housed.

The damage to my mind would never heal, as the scars on my lips and face had not— the knowing that man had no bounds, his rage would destroy earth as it had destroyed me—there was no peace, there was no love—there was no kindness known at all; man's intolerance of nature had consumed all of us—his inability to understand the divinity in cosmic form, an unknown void.

Secret President
Deathwish
Enter The Multiverse
The Legend of S Ū P C Я E E™
The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū
Ascension
L E G E N D S
The Seven Souls Saga

OWSLA CONFIDENTIAL, LTD.The infinite Skrillifiles: Next Generation— Quantum Force

[The door is kicked in.]

What the FUCK.

I'M THE FUCK

I get that.
Whatever, move.

[he begins to rifle through the cabinets]

Now where is it?

What the fuck are you looking for?

Shut UP.
WHY ARE YOU IN MY HOUSE.

You call this a house? Dammit. Where would she keep something like this—?

If by “she” you mean ME.

I don't mean “you.”

I'm the only one who lives here.

NOBODY lives here.

What.
Right.

What?! Right what?!

You really don't know, do you?

Don't know what?

You are not who you think you are.

Who do I think I am? What?!

Who do you think I AM?



That's right. Now shut up.

Get out of my house.

This is not a HOUSE. And even if it was a HOUSE, it's not YOUR house.

What!

SHUT UP.

You're making a mess!

I am a mess.

STOP IT.

That's alright—I know you'll clean it up.

I thought I'm not who I thought I am.

Yeah. But I know who you are. Tsh.

Are you going somewhere with this?

Eventually, but right now I need my back rubbed.

Fine.

PREVIOUSLY ON…
Whatever
Just—

“Tidbits”

Points:

Jennifer Lopez in the 90's enters immidiate superstardom and fame, as The Illuminati, which has been tracking her every move for qui

“The Defendant” (Instrumental)
I_ NY (2024)
Prod. by Blū Tha Gurü
BMG Recordings | The Complex Collective ©
Blū Music Group, LLC DBA The Festival Project, Inc.

{Enter The Multiverse}
[The Festival Project.™]
COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2019-2024 | THE COMPLEX COLLECTIVE. ©
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ©
-Ū.

“Caddyshack”
(A Mumtidimentional Mixtape)
{Enter The Multiverse}

From Wikipedia:

Caddyshack is a 1980 American sportscomedy film directed by Harold Ramis, written by Brian Doyle-Murray, Ramis and Douglas Kenney, and starring Chevy Chase, Rodney Dangerfield, Ted Knight, Michael O'Keefe and Bill Murray with supporting roles by Sarah Holcomb, Cindy Morgan, and Doyle-Murray. It tells the story of a caddie, vying for a caddie scholarship, who becomes involved in a feud on the links between one of the country club's founders and a nouveau riche guest. A subplot involves a greenskeeper who uses extreme methods against an elusive gopher.

Caddyshack was Ramis's directorial debut and boosted the career of Dangerfield, who was previously known mostly for his stand-up comedy. Grossing nearly $40 million at the domestic box office (the 17th-highest of the year),[3] it was the first of a series of similar comedies.
The film has a cult following and was described by ESPN as "perhaps the funniest sports movie ever made"

SAUCE

(IN CASE YOU MISSED IT)

—-

AHAHA. ITS ME AGAIN.

OH SHIT!

Oh shit, i guess it's Jimmy Fallon's Galaxy.

Oh nooo.

Oh, yes.

Look at this penny.

I see you.

Now look into my eyes.

I see you, Jesus.

Ahahaha!

Okay, now what?

This shit is twisted
I missed the shift of the dimensions—
Till Jimmy walked in with his pennies
For some cigarettes and swishers,
Just to get the picture
It's 5 AM again,
And it's still Infinite,
I'm disinterestedd as ever in living in LA,
Or just living, period—
But it is what it is,
I work for my rent,
I've repented for this,
Used to sleep in a tent,
But when I was an Infant,
I instantly—

Wait, a customer walked in.
I better help him.

Heaven help him.
Another level,
Call dr. Nevel,
Or an Ambulance,
I just can't get it
Just can't get it,
Wait, let's insert some of the script here, I guess.

Took you long enough, didn't it?

That took forever.

How are you alive?

Maybe I'm not.

Finally, we agree on something.

Oh, this guy

Lol.

Good to see you again.
Likewise, now—

Here it goes…

As you promised.

Working on it.

As I promised.

Take my heart for granted,
Take my soul, If this is loveless
Till the end,
I just can't manage, having
Thoughts of death and tragic ends
I haven't
Felt the same since
Waking up without the day to come ahead;
The day has passed again
A test,
No fail, or pass
It's just progressive,
In a trance,
It's just the stress,
It's just to pass the time,
I guess, if this is purpose
Then, we'll see if this is worth it
Now, or never, then
Now or never,
Never had a friend,
All envious at best,
This is the end all,
In the end, it's just
Me and God,
And God would want
A better body,
To have fun
I wished it all at once,
And then I watched it crumble
Oh, I watched it
Stumble in, again, my friend
I'm different when it's wet,
I might not never see the Sun again
I might not ever love again
Oh well

“Oh well” , I said
Oh, well, I guess
Oh well

Okay. One hour left.

Okay.

Who gets the gold?

Hum.

Honestly I didn't want to hear a thing ; I had quit music—I just wasn't cut out for the industry—I was, but not by societal standards by far; my lowly place in the smoke shop would have to do for now, and though I knew it wouldn't sustain, there wasn't much else I could do but keep showing up, for as long as it lasted—dresses in at least 2 layers and 5 pairs of socks tucked into boots two-sizes-too-big I had been forced to purchase specifically due to the frigid and painful, freezing temperatures at the locations I worked, which kept its doors open 24/7.

Play Iambic.

What, right now?

Yeah, play Iambic.

Uh…

Iambic played st exactly 1 hour and 19 minutes—it's script, the transcribed rendition crafted especially for the Broadway stage, an 88-page-masterpiece collecting dust in the confines of my Google Documents, along with a

If I'm technically Christ, then Skrillex is the Anti-Christ—

And if we fuck out Demi-God children will most possibly bring on the Apocalypse.

**most probably.

Something's on fire.

I think it's your living room.

Oh my God!

Oh, good, it's just the curtains.

Your son set my living room on fire.

Not the living room. Just the curtains!

[and the couch]

My couch!

And my couch!

Oh my God!

Stop it, The Apostle!

What.

That's The Apostle. He sets stuff on fire.

What the Hell.

With his mind.

You called your son “The Apostle”

Sure did.

Why.

CUT TO: FLASHBACK

THE APOSTLE
(extremely cute toddler)
The Earth with end in a rain of hellfire and blood.

Ok.

He was 3.

Wow:
Wait. You named your son when he was 3?

We changed it from ‘Simon'

Hi, Simon!

THE APOSTLE
DOOM.
*sets fire*

WOAH.
That's so cool.

No, not the google documents!

GET IN THE HOLE.

Hm.

What.

Blood Shower

All along the watch tower

Do you feel good?
Do you?
Do you feel bad about this.
I do. I feel bad about this.
I forgot to tell you–
I should probably let you know that I just want to

MAN, FUCK THIS DUDE.


MA.

WAHT.

IT'S ON.
WHAt.

THE SHOW IS ON.

THEWHAT.

THE–
*suddenly self aware*

…I gotta get out of Boston.

What, first this was about war, now it's about bird people?

It's about a war WITH the bird people.

I should sleep.

Hahaha. No.

This isn't funny anymore.

At least it's over.

MA–

Oh, it's far from over.

Yo, i'm going through some crazy shit right now.

Spur of the moment
I'd never thought of it;
This is gonna take forever.
I don't have the patience
To even write this
I just want french fries right now
But been up for two days with no gym and
I'm on a diet.

GUAC TIME.

No, no burritos.

GUAC TIME.

Oh shit, this is getting real as fuck .

NOw i see it three ways.

I love it.

I hate it.

HEY, LET ME OUT.

GET BACK IN YOUR HOLE, SKRILLEX.

I'M DILLON FRANCIS.

IN THE HOLE.

Check it out.

Huh.

It's another DJ.

*agrees*

Should we pick him up.

WEll, the good news is: I found your friend.

Oh, that's good.

The bad news is: He's dead.

Oh, that–'s … nice.

Yeah. It is.

Uh. Kaskade.

Yeah.

We gotta find Ryan.

Why. What's up?

You're freaking me out.

Why. What's up.

Nothing

IS it my eyes?
I–

*wild ass eyes*

Yeah, it's probably that.

Fuck dude, what did you do to deadmau5.

NOTHIN.

He's not the same.

What the fuck is that.

Holy shit I jus timejumped

Where the fuck are you going.

How the fuck could this happen?!

It COULDN'T.

Well, that's it then.

*shrugs*

Well, I guess we're just gonna have to go dig up Dillon Francis.

I guess so.

Do you think he's still alive.

Like, probably not–
Maybe…
No, probably not

@prodbywar& @Halmadeit

This amazon order took me nine hours
Alexa, I think i should fire her
Like a arm
I don't leave at night without armor
Don't make me a martyr
Your mom will be proud of us all
If i make it outta here
And i'll look after her
Got the whole block coming up on my heels as I walk
Wtf is it…

Idk dude.

Is it speeding up?

I…i think so.

There's no way this is 140

IT's 140.
It's 140 .

There's no way.

Yes way.

Nah huh.
Let me see.

No.

Let me at the decks.

Let me at the decks.

NO.

YO LET ME AT THE DECKS.

You want deks.
Yes.

I got deks.

Really.
yeus .

I never listened to it like this
In ableton
I read serato, synesthesia and rekordbox
I talk a lot,
I'm like a human music box
I walk a lot
I run my mouth a mile a minute
(faster than i run around the track reciting rap words)
Like they're passwords.

Oh, I could do this forever..
I wish i had i microphone right now
And was all alone
With the lights off
Lying on the floor
I'd be lying if i said I could afford you
Just to fornicate
But may consider playin

[EDITS]

CONAN O'BRIEN
Alright.
If she hit Fallon, she's gonna come for one of us next.

No, Conan—that's not how this works.

WHAT—where did you come from!?
When did you get here?

JAY LENO
This goes deeper than all of you can understand.

WHAT the FUCK, man!
When did you-/
—when did he get here?

How did you do that?!
How did you do that?!

What are you, like, the same guy?

Are you not all the same guy?

[they shrug simultaneously and kind of just agree]

Listen at this.

Okay then.

The enemy of your friend is my enemy.

Oh…kay—and the enemy of my enemy—is my friend—

That is correct.

—so we're all friends here.
That's right.

Some special forces?

Which forces?
How special?

[JENNIFER LOPEZ is still JENNY FROM THE BLOCK]

Do I look like a fool to you?

Uh—

OOPS
[a pre-fame Jennifer Lopez receives a drop full of diamonds instead of the usual; she has been granted access into the Illuminati, and becomes an overnight success.]

This feels heavier than usual.

Same as always.

Hm. Are you sure.

Yep.

Hey, you're not the regular guy.

Regular guy died.

That makes sense.

JENNIFER ANNISTON is inside of Ū

Okay, grosss

Not like that

[lifting max weight]

Okay. That was cool. Wow.

Yeah, sure whatever.

I am strong

Yeah yeah, okay.

Are you sure you want to be my size?

Yep.

JIMMY FALLON/SKRILLEX (we don't know actually which at this point) is also trapped inside of Ū

Okay, gross!

Yeah.

SKRILLEX is in all of Ū.

okay—actually, i'm okay with that, but

That other guy?!

[JIMMY FALLON]

Yeah, he's weird.

Also meanwhile, kind of—

MARSHALL MATHERS has a closet cleaning service

lol.

Patrick is smooth as a motherfucker, you know.
Every time his head is down on the desk like that, he takes a bump of coke.

What?! Big uh!

[Patrick takes bumps of cocaine in front of a live studio audience—every single night.]

Woah!

See.

Goddamn. You gotta admire a guy like that.

Jennifer Anniston is the weight on the cable tension machine

Ooh.

Psycho bitch> devious methods > new ludachris commercial

All ya'll girls is toddlers
I like long boards and longhairs
Lawn mowers and lawn shares
Aw hell nah, God forgot Cher
I got the Blair witch project
On Blair,
I hope I scare you
How dare you.

Your girl looks like a naked mole rat.
I got my soul back.
You blue eyed bastards stole everything
From the whole blacks,
Hold that thought
I'm at Whole Foods market
throw in the Amazon algorithm off
With marked dollars
Look at God at Walmart
On them rollbacks
You old hacks are cackling
I'm shackled to old habits
Hold hands with me, rabbit
I'm just a silly rapper
really, are you?
Maybe.

Cut the verse of
Reverse God
Now I'm the devil
I'm still lost in the Amazon cart
I sharted all up in your pop tarts
Before you warmed them up, pops
Just for the sake of the art,
Heart to heart,
It's a war on love
And the white girls won with nothin but
Buckets of
Whatever's up there
I wouldn't know
Cause I'm stuck job searching
And running,
Trying not to have a tummy
So some gummy worm will love me
First their sour, then they're sweet
Then nobody,
Trolli
Holy moly I could use some more petroleum in the ocean!
Said nobody
But the globalists are performing your programming
Which you're worshiping
I put my eye on the dollar
So I could watch you all
Crumble and fall
Don't you know
The apocalypse is happening at the mall
Of all the places

How's that for a stream of consciousness,
You salamander
I asked Anandar back
But I went past that chapter
Have a chap
Or a chapstick, for four times four dollars
A bottle of water will cost you a fortune
(But at least the drugs are in it)
Get it
It's recycled piss
Distilled? Which is it, Mr,?
The mystery box was literally lifted into
My dinner from a fishery filled with nothing but niggers in it—
I want a refund, before I catch tha