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Justin Bieber covers the March issue of Rolling Stone magazine 

There’s a fine line between having more fun than any teenager alive and completely melting down. Justin Bieber seems determined to find it — and Rolling Stone goes inside the egg-throwing, hard-partying, drag-racing, arrest-resisting, brothel-patronizing, lightning-quick fall of a pop icon in our new issue (on stands Friday). Contributing editor Claire Hoffman gets the dirt on the 19-year-old’s most recent troubles, uncovering events that would make the singer’s core Beliebers lose their faith. Here are five of the most shocking revelations:

One of Justin’s wildest nights went down at a Miami strip club called King of Diamonds Gentlemen’s Club.
Bieber puffed a G Pen weed vaporizer and blew through the $75,000 in small bills his bodyguards brought for him in the VIP room, accepting lap dance after lap dance. The occasion? The January birthday of Bieber’s pal, rapper Lil Scrappy. Two days later, Justin was arrested for drag racing in a rented Lamborghini.

Insiders blame Bieber’s dad for encouraging Justin’s bad behavior.
Bieber’s 38-year-old pop Jeremy split with Justin’s mom when he was a toddler, but has reappeared in a big way. “His father’s not a great influence,” says a source. “They’re almost not like father and son — it’s more like two best friends.” Jeremy was in the strip club with Justin, enjoying the overflow of his son’s parade of strippers, and was also present when Bieber was busted for drag racing (he was accused of helping block off traffic).

As early as 2010, Bieber began to show signs of stress.
Justin broke down in tears backstage one day, bemoaning his lack of privacy. “If you want the Michael Jackson career, you have to grasp that you are never going to be normal again,” his manager Scooter Braun told him.

Three authority figures confronted Justin after his night in jail – but that didn’t slow his wild behavior.
After his night in jail, Bieber left Miami for Panama, with his gal pal Chantel Jeffries. Usher, Bieber’s mother and Braun flew to Panama to have a serious talk about his the singer’s behavior, shipping Jeffries back to Miami. A source close to the Bieber camp said the trip wasn’t an intervention, but “a conversation, reminding him of the people who care about him, and to consider things to do about it.”

After the non-intervention, Bieber and his dad took off on an even more out-of-control trip.
Justin and Jeremy rented a private plane to take them from Toronto to Teterboro Airport outside New York for the Super Bowl. According to a leaked incident report, the pair were so verbally abusive to a flight attendant, she hid in the cockpit with the pilots. The pilots were so overcome by the weed smoke, they had to wear oxygen masks to fly the plane.

JB

I guess they want a reaction

But I ain’t gonna give it to them

They tryna get at me yeah

But I ain’t gonna feed into it

Oh they’d be persistent, tryna break me down

[Chorus]

Oh, I can not be broken

I can not be broken (oh, oh)

Oh, I can not be broken

I can not be broken

They can take what’s mine,

Someone like me is hard to find

Oh, I can not be broken

Like I knew you were hoping

Hoping you would change me (oh)

Hoping you would make me lose my mind

Way too strong for that

Tell ‘em you were wrong for that

(So people keep on chasing four fifty eight)
Got that cruise on the smooth highway

I ain’t even time to get away

I’m good (they tryna break me)

[Chorus]

Oh, I can not be broken

I can not be broken (oh, oh)

Oh, I can not be broken

I can not be broken

They can take what’s mine,

Someone like me is hard to find

Oh, I can not be broken

Like I knew you were hoping

[Blake Kelly]

Blake

Hoping and praying, I really won’t make it

And all of those dreams they tryna forsake me

How you gon’ play me? How you gon’ break me?

I been in this kitchen, diapers and baby
Tall all my life, been driving them crazy

They gonna blame me, all of them ladies

Driving them Benz, kissing Mercedes

Living da life, da life is so crazy

Honeys and cameras,

Honeys and ladies,

How do you expect me not to go crazy?

Never been lazy, never been shady

Lost a few friends, the money still gravy
We a new star, everybody still hating,

Money upfront, we never been waiting

Save some and invest some,
Just let my money be patient

Cold world that we live in

Diamonds all in my pendent

They were hating, until I was in it

Then they pray for me to be finished

Them haters gonna start tripping

When you pay them no intention,

In the obstacle in my face

I guarantee I kid you not

[Chorus]

Oh, I can not be broken

I can not be broken (oh, oh)

Oh, I can not be broken

I can not be broken

They can take what’s mine,

Someone like me is hard to find

Oh, I can not be broken

Like I knew you were hoping

Denna text har en man som heter Boyder skrivit. Boyder jobbade tillsammans med Justin 2008 precis när han hade blivit hittad av Scooter och flyttat till Atlanta.
Texten handlar om en låt som Boyder producerade tillsammans med Justin och Scooter om det inte var meningen att någon skulle höra, men han valde nu att publicera den.

Ni hittar inlägget HÄR.



In 2008, Asher Roth, Brain Bangley, and I moved to Atlanta, GA. That same
year, Scooter Braun moved Justin Bieber to our neighborhood. Naturally,
knowing no one else in this new town, we all became friends. To kill the
free time we had between our restaurant jobs, we did what all friends do:
we recorded silly rap songs in the studio located in our rat infested
basement. These songs were never supposed to be heard by the world. The lyrics of these songs were very much typical of anyone?s first raps: braggodocious, crude, and meaningless. 

Recently, someone sold one of these songs to TMZ for an amount of money that won?t measure up to the karma that will bite them in the ass. Now that the song is out, we might as well present the full version and offer
some context as to how it was recorded.

At the time, it was just an inside joke?a ?just for fun? remix to a song
between some friends killing time. Even to this day, I never intended to release it. But, five years and 50 million fans later, it?s proven hard to keep these types of things in the vault. We?ve had ample opportunity to do put it out ourselves, but the fact that this song remained unreleased until now should be indicative of the fact that it was never intended to be heard by anyone other than those of us who were goofing around in the recording studio that day. Nevertheless, here?s your opportunity to relive that moment and laugh along with us. 

 The story for this particular song is as follows: Brain Bangley and I were in our basement in Atlanta, GA recording when Justin Bieber?s Mom dropped him off. The honest truth is that we didn?t initially let him record with us?we knew Scooter and his mom wouldn?t be cool with him ?rapping? in general (especially considering what typical rap content entails).

Recording was just a hobby at the time?instead of shooting hoops, we mad stupid rap songs. We wanted Justin to stay upstairs and play MarioKart, but he insisted and persisted. So we gave him a notepad and paper, sent him upstairs, and said, ?If you can write 16 bars, we?ll let you hop on.?

About 10 minutes later, Brain Bangley and I were a few lines into our
verses when, through the makeshift blanket doors of the studio, we heard
an excited, high-pitch voice exclaim, ?I?m done!? That he was. I thought
it was clever and fun, so we decided to let him record it, all the while
thinking we could just delete it so Scooter would never hear. We sent him
into the studio, and he laid down his verse in one take. We laughed,
high-fived, went upstairs and played video games. That was it.

*** Also, a personal note from me: keep in mind that Justin was just a
regular kid. He still is. We all are. We all have different journeys. We
all have a life we need to experience in order to grow and mature. I
always wonder how beautiful the world could be if more people took the
energy they directed at the faults of celebrity figures and diverted it
towards their own issues. Imagine that. Next time you feel the need to
criticize someone else, look within and ask yourself, ?How can I be
better? How can I do more in this moment?? Question yourself as to how you can provide the most value for the people around you. Is it by criticizing
a celebrity on social media, or is that your way of making yourself feel
better about the unattended chaos in your own life. It might not be, but
either way, we all know someone who posted about Justin in the past three
months, and I would simply just like to ask them this: who did that help?

The teenage years are the most confusing, weird, and awkward years of
anyone?s life. Justin had to go through those years with non-stop cameras
in his face. It?s been really easy for me to forget the stupid shit I?ve
done in my life because there was no one there to document it (or I
documented it and I deleted it). If you really think about it, it might be
the same scenario for you. Imagine that you lived a life where everyone
around you was secretly plotting a way to benefit from your existence.
99.9% of the people in JB?s world are there because they hope their career
will become better as a result. I don?t know about you, but that would
make my life very complicated.

In this world, relationships are all we ever really have. Relationships
with certain amazing people in our lives are what make us who we are. The
reason the best songs, movies and moments are made. They?re the reason I?m
writing this. I truly hope that Justin will find true love and friendship
in his life. I?m not saying that their aren?t amazing people in Justin?s
life, because there are and I know them personally. I?m just saying that
it might make his world a little less confusing at times. Maybe instead of
ridiculing him, next time just appreciate the fact that you have authentic
people in your world. People that won?t secretly sell your image, or a
song you created five years ago, to an online publication for next month?s
rent money.

We were fortunate to get to know Justin during his last year of being a ?regular?
person. He became a younger brother to all of us. I understood Justin as
a wide-eyed, big-hearted, eternally curious, regular person with
extraordinary talents. And trust me, he is still that person.

I still believe in the big hearted Justin Bieber I knew five years ago in
Atlanta, GA, the same way I believe in any of my friends whenever they hit
a rough patch in their life?be ittelevised or lived out privately.

Have a beautiful day.

Love,
Boyder