Bâḳî (باقى) was the pen name (Ottoman Turkish: مخلص mahlas) of the Ottoman Turkish poet Mahmud Abdülbâkî (محمود عبدالباقى) (1526 – 1600). Considered one of the greatest contributors to Turkish literature, Bâkî came to be known as Sultânüş-şuarâ (سلطان الشعرا), or "Sultan of poets".
Bâkî was born to a poor family in Constantinople, his father being a muezzin at the Fatih Mosque. Originally, his family apprenticed him to a harness-maker, but he would often skip work to attend classes at a nearby medrese, or Islamic school. Because of this, his family eventually allowed him to formally attend school. Bâkî was a good student, and he attended the lectures of many of the famous lecturers of the time. It was during his school years that his interest in and talent for poetry began to take shape, helped largely by the established poet Zâtî (ذاتی) (1471–1548). After completing school, he worked for some time as a teacher, but later, as his poetic fame began to grow, he was granted a number of different positions—generally as a kadı (ﻗﺎضی), or Islamic judge—in the Ottoman bureaucracy. Bâkî died in Istanbul in the year 1600.
Béké or beke is a Creole term to describe a descendant of the early European, usually French, settlers in the French Antilles.
The origin of the term is not clear and several explanations have been proposed. It could be a word from the Igbo language where it describes a European. A local tradition holds that it is derived from the question « eh bé qué ? » (« eh bien quoi ? », similar to "What's up"), an expression picked up from the French settlers. Another explanation is that its origin lies in the term « blanc des quais » ("a White from the quay") as the White colonists and merchants controlled the ports. In contrast, the "Blanc Péyi" is used for White people born in the Antilles and adapted to the creole life who are not descendants of the first White settlers.
In Guadeloupe one theory speaks also of the "Blanc Créole" or "Blanc Kréyol", abbreviated to BK, ergo Béké.
The békés represent a small minority in the French Antilles and control much of the local industry. The 2009 French Caribbean general strikes were to some degree aimed against the class difference that exists between the békés and the predominantly Black majority population.
Le Rêve (French: The Dream) may refer to:
Le rêve (The Dream) is the sixteenth novel in the Rougon-Macquart series by Émile Zola. It is about an orphan girl who falls in love with a nobleman, and is set in the years 1860–69.
The novel was published by Charpentier in October 1888 and translated into English by Eliza E. Chase as The Dream in 1893 (reprinted in 2005). Other recent translations are by Michael Glencross (Peter Owen 2005) and Andrew Brown (Hesperus Press 2005).
Le rêve is a simple tale of the orphan Angélique Marie (b. 1851), adopted by a couple of embroiderers, the Huberts, whose marriage is blighted by a childlessness which they attribute to a curse uttered by Mme Hubert's mother on her deathbed. Angélique is enthralled by the tales of the saints and martyrs — particularly Saint Agnes and Saint George — as told in the Golden Legend of Jacobus de Voragine. Her dream is to be saved by a handsome prince and to live happily ever after, in the same way the virgin martyrs have their faiths tested on earth before being rescued and married to Jesus in heaven.
[redneck - as performed by Devin]
Devin, what the fuck you do in here, man?
Oh goddamn, you on that beat bop shit still?
[Devin]
Man, what the fuck you talkin about, nigga?
This is hip-hop, muthafuckin...
[redneck]
Hell man, so you gotta let me get on somethin, man
Let me get on this mic right here
[Devin]
Man, come on, dog, hold up now
I'm right in the middle of this mutha...
[redneck]
Come on Devin boy, you can let me get one of em
[Devin]
Alright man, just...
What you got some beer?
[redneck]
Hell yeah, I got some beer
[Devin]
You got some weed?
[redneck]
Hell yeah, I got some weed around here
Here, check it out
[redneck]
[coughing] That sweet's killer, man
I'm high 'like an eagle', and like the Steve Miller Band
I'm a smoker, a midnight toker
Get the Adidas box top under the sofa with the joker
Then let's roll a big old fat
Square like this here, smell like a ( ? )
[Devin]
Man, I bet yo weed ain't better than mine
[redneck]
Oh, that's bullshit
[Devin]
Take heed of my weed, man, all you need is a little bit
Now don't kill it
[redneck]
Hell man, I took a couple of pulls
Here, take two of my Budweisers, give me two of your Bulls
[Devin]
Man, I'ma give you two of these balls if you don't get your muthafuckin ass...
[redneck]
Come on Devin, don't do me like that, man
Come on, let me rock one with you
[Devin]
Hey come on man, I'm right in the middle of this shit, man
[redneck]
You need a hook or somethin
[Devin]
Man, you don't even listen to rap music
[redneck]
Hell yeah I do!
[Devin]
Aight fuck it, come on, follow through with the hook then
[redneck]
Come on
[Devin]
Reefer and beer
Can you say that?
[redneck]
Reefer and beer
[Devin]
Put some soul in it, make it like...
Reefer and beer
[redneck]
Reefer and beer
[Devin]
High, yes I am
Smokin this weed again
I had one sweet left, I broke it down and rolled two
And sold them hoes and scored a three for ten
I spend my cash and time on grass and wine
You ask for my opinion, I say it don't make
A lot of hoes hope you choke and stay broke
Or smoke coke but nope, I bend but won't break
I made major mistakes but hey, they're all mine
You gotta learn how to get up when you fall down
Lived in a small town throwin rocks at cows in a field of dreams
Hopin it will amount to just more than a hell of beans
I feel the need for beer and weed
[redneck]
Why don't you smoke some here with me?
And we can ride through the ghettos and trailer parks
We can drink and spark until it gets dark
[Devin]
I wake up in the mornin and I roll me a square
Sweet or whatever, I put that hoe in the air
[inhales] Hit that muthafucka couple of times
Sit back and recline and try to relax my mind
With some
[Devin]
Reefer and beer
Reefer and beer
Reefer and beer
Reefer and beer
[Devin]
It's a brand new you, I guess it's time to start anew
Time to get our shit together, think about things we gotta do
Stay close to all our family, keep in touch with all our friends
Last year was kinda shaky, it's time for makin some ends
Take care of our kids and then
Go and get some
[Devin]
Reefer and beer
Reefer and beer
Reefer and beer
Yeah
Reefer and beer
Yeah
[Devin]
Yeah man, that shit was aight, man!
We'll use that shit
[redneck]
Right over our first track
[Devin]
You my nigga, man
[redneck]
Yeah, you my nigger too
[Devin]
What?
[redneck]
You're my nigger too, nigger
[Devin]
My 'nigga', man, 'nigga'
Nigg-a
[redneck]
Nigg-a?
Niggaa?
[Devin]
Nah man, just...
Fuck it then, don't say it at all