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Post Malone – rockstar

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0:00–0:12

Black card. Red parental advisory / graphic violence viewer discretion warning text. Title card: red Japanese ロックスター top; silhouette of crouched figure before bright shoji-grid screen; small red ROCKSTAR + Directed by Emil Nava bottom.

0:12–0:24

Hahahahaha
Tank God Beats
Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies

Looking down a dark circular tunnel/aperture toward bright far end; silhouetted figure; white branch/vein structures in bright space. Abstract cyan-blue light trails / energy swirls on black. Soft ID — effect plate.

0:24–0:36

Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta

Closer through circular tunnel: Post in bright red with thick white fur collar; white leafless branches around him; bright rear light. Bright white corridor; group in all-white clothes walking toward camera; long shadows; hazy backlight. Central figure long white coat (reads as Post).

0:36–0:48

Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block

Close Post in circle frame: eyes closed, red + white fur collar; white tangled branches behind head. Men in dark suits; FG left holds long thin metal blade (katana); bright windowed/shoji wall behind; slight motion blur.

0:48–1:00

They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)
Ayy, ayy, switch my whip, came back in black
I'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott"

White figures again in bright sterile hall; central figure in ready stance. Confrontation setup. Low close on white pant legs; bright red blood pool spreading on white reflective floor; hems stained.

1:00–1:12

Ayy, close that door, we blowin' smoke
She ask me light a fire like I'm Morrison
Ayy, act a fool on stage

Extreme low close Post face: red + fur collar; head tilted back into bright fractured light; doubled/blur psychedelic feel. Hedge exact VFX. Top-down: katana on white floor in large red blood spray/pool.

1:12–1:24

Prolly leave my fuckin' show in a cop car
Ayy, shit was legendary
Threw a TV out the window of the Montage

Close Post: long dark hair, beard, face tattoos; focused look to camera. Lower half seated figure: vivid red pants, black shoes; black hose/cable on tiled floor left.

1:24–1:36

Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin', don't give a damn
Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in
Sayin', "I'm with the band"

Post white suit heavily blood-splattered; katana on shoulder; blood on face/hair; circular portal with white frost/branch structures behind. Close 21 Savage: dark suit, round dark sunglasses; warm orange side light; partial shadow.

1:36–1:48

Ayy, ayy, now she actin' outta pocket
Tryna grab up from my pants
Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man

Action: Post mid-swing katana; grimace; blurred white figures behind. Wide white room: Post in white faces opponent; glowing circular portal with white branches + small dark tree/shrub; clinical tile.

1:48–2:00

And they all brought a friend
Yeah, ayy
Ayy, ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies

Wider fight: Post white vs figures in black; floor blood stains; circular portal bg. Dark motion-blur struggle; multiple figures intertwined. Soft detail.

2:00–2:12

Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta

Wide dark hall: seated figure under spotlight; large red circular disc (rising-sun-like) on wall; two small lights/candles. Close 21 Savage face; light on round sunglasses; dark bg.

2:12–2:24

Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block

Post through circular portal: long red robe with fur-trimmed collar; white branch structures frame him. Dark 21 Savage silhouette; warm light on face/sunglasses; hand gesture.

2:24–2:36

They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)
I've been in the Hills fuckin' superstars
Feelin' like a popstar (21, 21, 21)

Dark low-light silhouettes in motion in dim room. Bright overexposed motion blur; figures clashing.

2:36–2:48

Drankin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the pool
And they ain't got on no bra (bra)
Hit her from the back, pullin' on her tracks

Wide dark cavernous hall; far circular window/portal; figures in white tree structure. Figure in black suit under spotlight; large red circular emblem on light wall.

2:48–3:00

And now she screamin' out, "No más" (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They like, "Savage, why you got a 12 car garage
And you only got 6 cars?" (21)

Black suit in white-tiled room; motion blur; small tree-like plant left. Heavy blur close head/shoulders with red blood spatters.

3:00–3:12

I ain't with the cakin', how you kiss that? (kiss that?)
Your wifey say I'm lookin' like a whole snack (big snack)
Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks (old racks)

Close Post: face/hair/black shirt soaked dark red; pearl necklace; white tangled branches bg. Post white suit in bright white room; stylized combat vs black-clad figure; motion blur; white particles.

3:12–3:24

L.A. bitches always askin', where the coke at?
Livin' like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car
Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard

Wide white room + circular tree window: Post white suit stands; black-suited figures down on blood-stained floor/walls. Blurred dynamic: white-suit figure mid sword swing.

3:24–3:36

I done made the hot chart, 'member I used to trap hard
Livin' like a rockstar, I'm livin' like a rockstar
Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies

Low medium: white suit saturated in blood; stark white bg. Post (bloodied, katana on shoulder) beside 21 Savage (red button-down); white room + circular tree window.

3:36–3:48

Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Medium close Post dark red jacket drenched in thick red; stern look; circular black emblem with white branching tree on white wall behind. Lower half: white pants/boots red-splattered; katana tip near floor also red; white tiled walls/floor streaked red; stance wide.

3:48–4:00

Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block

Black end card. Small white © 2017 Republic Records, a division of UMG Recordings, Inc. Same black copyright card.

Post Malone ft. Morgan Wallen · rockstar · Hip-Hop

Post Malone – rockstar official music video

Opens on a black screen with a red parental advisory. Graphic violence warning. Viewer discretion. No faces yet. Just the card.

Title card next. Big red Japanese katakana across the top — ロックスター. Silhouette of a crouched figure in front of a bright shoji-grid screen. Small red ROCKSTAR under it. Directed by Emil Nava in the same red.

You look down a dark circular tunnel. Bright space at the far end. A silhouette stands there among white branch or vein structures. Like looking through a portal.

Cyan-blue light trails swirl on black. Abstract. Effect plate. Soft on what it “means.”

Closer through that circle: Post Malone in bright red with a thick white fur collar. White leafless branches around him. Bright light behind. Eyes in the zone already.

Bright white corridor. People in all white walking toward camera. Long shadows. Hazy backlight. Central figure in a long white coat — reads as Post. Sterile. Clean. Wrong for what’s coming.

Close in the circle again. Eyes closed. Red and fur collar. Tangled white branches frame the head.

Men in dark suits. One on the left holds a long thin blade — katana. Bright windowed wall behind. Slight blur. The other side of the video’s color world: black suits vs white hall.

White figures in the bright hall again. Central figure set. Ready stance. Confrontation building.

Low on white pant legs. Bright red blood pool spreading on the reflective white floor. Hems stained. First real blood still.

Extreme close on his face from below. Red. Fur collar. Head tipped back into bright fractured light. Soft double/blur — psychedelic edge. Hedge the exact VFX read.

Top-down katana on white floor inside a big red blood spray. Weapon and stain. Clean graphic.

Close face. Long dark hair. Beard. Face tattoos. Looking into camera. Focused.

Lower half of a seated figure. Bright red pants. Black shoes. Black cable on the tile. Quiet cutaway.

Post in a white suit already heavy with blood. Katana on the shoulder. Blood in hair and on face. Circular portal with white frost-branch structures behind him. The look of the video locks here — white room, red blood, circle window.

Close 21 Savage. Dark suit. Round dark sunglasses. Warm orange side light. Half in shadow. Feature verse face.

Action. Post mid-swing with the katana. Grimace. White figures blurred behind.

Wide white room. Post in white faces an opponent. Glowing circular portal with white branches and a small dark shrub. Clinical tile. Fight stage.

Wider. Post in white against figures in black. Blood on the floor. Same circular portal.

Dark motion blur. Bodies tangled. Soft detail — struggle, not a readable pose.

Wide dark hall. Seated figure under a spotlight. Large red circular disc on the wall — rising-sun shape. Two small lights. Throne-room beat without naming a throne hard.

Close 21 again. Light on the round glasses. Dark background.

Post through the circular portal in a long red robe with fur-trimmed collar. White branches frame him. Costume shift from white suit to red robe inside the same circle language.

Dark 21 silhouette. Warm light on face and glasses. Hand up.

Dim room. Silhouettes moving. Low light.

Bright overexposed clash. Motion blur. Figures hitting.

Wide dark hall again. Far circular window. Figures in the white tree structure.

Black suit under spotlight. Red circular emblem on a light wall.

Black suit in white tile. Motion blur. Small tree-like plant left. Soft.

Blurred head and shoulders with red spatters.

Close Post. Face, hair, black shirt soaked dark red. Pearl necklace. White tangled branches behind. Heavy blood look.

White suit in bright white room. Stylized combat against a black-clad figure. Motion blur. White particles in air.

Wide white room with the circular tree window. Post in white stands. Black-suited figures down on blood-stained floor and walls. Aftermath.

Blurred swing. White suit mid sword cut.

Low medium. White suit saturated in blood. Stark white behind. Almost nothing else in frame.

Two-shot. Post bloodied with katana on the shoulder. 21 in a red button-down beside him. White room. Circular tree window. Pair hold.

Medium close Post in a dark red jacket thick with red. Stern. Circular black emblem with a white branching tree on the white wall behind.

Lower half. White pants and boots red-splattered. Katana tip near the floor, also red. White tile walls and floor streaked. Wide stance.

Black. Small white copyright: © 2017 Republic Records, a division of UMG Recordings, Inc.

Same card again. End.

That’s the picture. Advisory. Japanese title. Portal circle. White hall. Black suits with steel. Blood on white. 21 in the orange light. Red robe in the circle. Massacre white room. Pair shot. Copyright.

The hook sits on the bloodied white-suit holds without forcing a joke — “Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)”

When the suits pull steel in the bright hall, the gun-sound line of the hook rides the same violence as the blade work — “They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)”

Early verse energy on the corridor walk — “Ayy, I’ve been fuckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies”

21’s stretch fits the sunglass close and the warm side light — “I’ve been in the Hills fuckin’ superstars”

TV line lands as attitude, not a literal TV still in these frames — keep it on the lyric only where the performance energy matches — “Threw a TV out the window of the Montage”

Popstar tag on the feature face — “Feelin’ like a popstar (21, 21, 21)”

No spoken skit under the advisory. Music and cards. Then the tunnel. Then the blood. You tell somebody what you saw on the stills: red warning, red Japanese title, white room, katana, 21 in glasses, Post painted red, copyright on black.

Walk the stills again for density without inventing rooms you did not see.

Black advisory. Red text. Stop.

Title: Japanese red, silhouette on shoji grid, ROCKSTAR, Emil Nava.

Tunnel down into brightness. Branches white at the far end.

Cyan swirl plate. Soft.

Red fur-collar Post in the circle. Branches.

White hall walk. Long shadows. All white clothes.

Eyes closed in the circle. Fur collar.

Suits. Katana left. Bright wall.

White hall ready stance.

Blood pool at white pant hems.

Face tipped into fractured light. Soft double.

Katana in blood from above.

Face tattoos into camera.

Red pants seated. Cable on tile.

Blood-white suit. Katana shoulder. Circle portal.

21 Savage. Round glasses. Orange light.

Swing. Grimace.

Wide white duel. Circle portal. Small shrub.

Wider fight. Black vs white. Floor stains.

Dark tangle blur.

Spotlight seat. Red sun disc. Candles or small lights.

21 close glasses.

Red robe in circle. Fur trim.

21 silhouette hand up.

Dark motion silhouettes.

Bright clash blur.

Dark hall far portal.

Black suit spotlight red emblem.

Tile room blur. Small plant.

Blood blur close.

Pearl necklace. Black shirt soaked. Branches.

White suit fight particles.

Aftermath. Bodies down. Circle tree window.

Swing blur.

Blood-soaked white suit alone.

Post and 21 pair. Red shirt on 21. Katana on Post.

Red jacket close. Tree emblem on wall.

White boots in blood. Blade tip down. Tile red.

Copyright black. Twice.

Every return to the white room is the same grammar: circle window, tile, red on white, blade. Every return to 21 is glasses and warm light. Every return to the portal is branches and a costume change. That is the video. Still notes only. No off-screen plot.

One more pass on the blood grammar because the stills keep giving it.

Advisory red on black. Title red on black with the shoji silhouette. Tunnel. Cyan swirl. Fur-collar Post in the bright circle. White hall walkers. Closed eyes in the circle. Suits and katana. Ready stance in white. Blood at the cuffs. Fractured-light face. Overhead katana in a red spray. Tattooed stare. Red pants and a cable. Blood-white suit at the portal. 21 in round glasses. Swing. Duel wide. Fight wider. Dark tangle. Spotlight and red sun disc. Glasses again. Red robe in the circle. 21 silhouette. Dark motion. Bright clash. Far portal in the dark hall. Black suit under the red emblem. Tile blur with the little plant. Blood close. Pearl necklace soaked. White-suit fight with particles. Aftermath bodies. Swing blur. Alone in soaked white. Pair shot with 21 in red. Red jacket and tree emblem. Boots and blade tip in the tile blood. Copyright. Copyright.

When the white suit is already red and the katana sits on the shoulder in front of the frost-branch circle, that is the rockstar costume of this video. Not a stadium. A white room that keeps getting dirtier.

When 21 hits the orange side light with the round glasses, the feature is a face, not a cameo guess. Same glasses return. Same warm key.

When the red robe replaces the white suit inside the same circular frame, the video tells you the portal is the costume change booth. Branches stay. Clothes swap.

When the floor is mostly red and the black suits are down and Post is still standing in white that is no longer white, the fight is over in the still. No need to invent who swung last.

End cards stay black with the Republic line. No extra logo invent.

Hook, gun-sound, pills line, Hills line, TV line, popstar tag — all exact from the lyrics file, placed on the blood holds and the 21 faces and the corridor energy. Visuals stay stills-only. Soft on blur plates. Soft on VFX doubles. Soft on the exact count of bodies when the wide is messy.

That is rockstar on the stills.

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