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Why did it is murda in the rain.😢😢 hard beat!

Vội vàng về nhà lấy dao cán vàng bỏ vào ba lô đi tới trường Trên mặt vẫn còn in dấu vết bầm chưa lâu còn đỏ nó bị thương Nó vác cái mặt chứa đầy giận dữ bởi bị đám kia nó bắt nạt Nó kiềm nước mắt đi báo thầy cô nhưng tụi nó chỉ bị trách phạt Haiz, tức thiệt thế bây giờ một đám tụi nó mới rách việc tự biết bản thân sẽ chịu trách nhiệm ở trước pháp luật việc nó làm nó đã biết rõ nhưng không nói giỡn nó dám thiệt i

u dont now my pain so what u talking bout picture me on stages rolling out back in rolling loud my bruva on the mway guaranteed he dosent make a sound time is more than money tryna make it out the days we had to go without realist artist touch a beat i paint pics mona lis all this sh that i achive takes away what i believe round ours its traps theins hookers an theives every week its just another fucking stabbing in the street broken houses cant afford heat so kids go finds ends meat next you know that kid is shotting crack up in the streets paranioa in his head so hes carrying a sheef feds stop search now hes running from police calling

Bpm?

Verse 1 Yo, I was born in the belly of shadows, trapped in a hollow street dream, Where the concrete screams, and sirens lullaby the fiends. Mama prayed with a crack pipe, Papa prayed to his fists, I prayed to survive the night-God, you exist? I’m a child of the system, baptized in eviction, Hunger pains preaching louder than any scripture’s conviction. I was schooled by the hustle, earned my stripes in the dark, Where the wolves wear suits, and every handshake’s a shark. Gunshots harmonize with the weeping of mothers, Brothers burying brothers while they blaming each other. I wore pain like a jacket stitched into my skin, Dreamt of heaven but the devil always let himself in. Chorus Fuck, I’m losing my way in this maze, Life’s a gamble, but I’m stuck on these devilish plays. Can’t see the sky, all I know is the haze, Tell me, Lord, is this hell or just a fucked-up phase? Verse 2 Fast forward-now I’m grown, but I’m haunted by ghosts, Dead friends in my mirror, they the ones I miss most. Got success in my grip, but this guilt won’t fade, For every brick I stacked, I crushed a dream in the shade. I see the world as a chessboard, pawns die first, Every king built his castle on somebody else’s hurt. Every verse that I spit is a product of rage, A fucking eulogy penned while I’m locked in this cage. I told my son, “Don’t trust the glitter of gold,” Told my daughter, “This world’ll chew you up if you’re bold.” Told my heart, “Don’t love, it’ll only betray,” Told my soul, “Stay quiet; they don’t care what you say.” Bridge Ain’t no mercy in the gutter, only blood in the dirt, Every smile a disguise, every friend is a perk. I’m a poet, but I’m also a sinner in flesh, Every rhyme’s a confession, every word is my test. Chorus Fuck, I’m losing my way in this maze, Life’s a gamble, but I’m stuck on these devilish plays. Can’t see the sky, all I know is the haze, Tell me, Lord, is this hell or just a fucked-up phase? Outro And if I die before I wake, Tell my story, don’t let it break. Paint my flaws in vivid strokes, A masterpiece made of smoke. Life’s a movie, no director’s cut, Rewind the pain, every scene corrupt. But through the madness, I’ll leave my mark, A symphony of shadows, a song in the dark.

قتل ودم وكرر زنااااد

انتِ حكايه فشوارع ليبيا الكئيييبه انتِ قصة نادرة من كل القصص

كاش يعبي الكااااش وانت كاشك زين مغشوش

"This song is special, for someone who makes my world brighter. Priyanshi, this is for you."

وضاعت حياتي نا نسمع ف الراب وتوا نا بروحي ف بداية الخراب وعدي وخليييي،ني

نحكي ل ليلي ليلي ليلي ليلي ليلي

قلبي ميت ساده مش حيشكييييي قلبي ميت ساده مش حيشكي

وضاع الشباب ضاع الشباب ضاع الشباب

سامحيني يمما يما سامحي سامحينييي

هما يششكو وقلبي يششكي ومش حنششكي لليييييل

اااه ياليل ياليل ياليل ياليل

انتِ حكايه وحكايتنا ماتنسييييش

Fumavamo in un parchetto, la panchina era il nostro unico tetto, mai avuto nessuno che ci faceva il letto, lo so, mi ricordo di tutto quel freddo a scaldarci le sigarette prese da nostro fratello. Ora mi ritrovo in mezzo a tutti questi incassi, mai fatto soldi vendendo qualcosa agli altri perché finire in prigione non era nei programmi ma solo di fuggire da tutti questi drammi La via d'uscita l'ho cercata e poi trovata non per caso ma con tutto l'impegno che l'ho sognata. Quindi se sei geloso sii geloso anche delle mie fatiche e di tutte le volte che le cose non ci sono riuscite Sbagli se pensi che la strada era spianata, veniamo dal niente, dal nulla, i vestiti della caritas e perfavore non mentire a te stesso, manca la voglia perché sennò faresti anche te successo STAMMI ALLA LARGA QUESTA MERDA NON LA VOGLIO, STAMMI ALLA LARGA QUESTA TROIA NON LA COMPRO STAMMI ALLA LARGA NON VOGLIO SPENDERE QUESTO SOLDO PERCHÉ NON VOGLIO USCIRE DA QUESTO SOGNO E poi finisce sempre allo stesso modo: tento, ritento e poi fallisco di nuovo ma si sa che la vita è fatta d'insuccessi chi sono io per giudicare i fallimenti ma mi siedo e guardo le persone intorno a me sembra che la vita non mi abbia riservato niente e allora mi rialzo, urlo e combatto per, tentare di cercare una vita differente STAMMI VICINO EEE TI FARÒ TOCCARE LE STELLE, EVITA GLI OCCHI CHEEE FINGONO DI VOLERTI BENE MAAA NON PERDERE LA STRADAAA TRA COCKTAIL E MARIJUANA

شايف مكاني مش مكان وزماني مش الآن انا الي بدون اصحاب وعادي ماشيه الحمدلله ديما بروحي ديما بروحي وعادي

Vui

4 am, phone is glowing I need sleep But the money stops for no one I'm riding round filthy If the opps catch me they gon kill me If the cops catch me, then I'm guilty *Long pause* It's a lonely life Ya I gotta couple dogs But I'm really feeling lost on the lonely nights I sold my soul for a dollar and a dream And my dreams turned to nightmares I swear it happened overnight Selling dope to lost men- they got pain in their eyes-- Ya I made a profit but it costed me pain in disguise This glamor ain't glitz I swear I've killed a hundred men that were depended on, shit I never really set out tryna break a home I was focused on myself and trying to save my own, I lost God, I can't pay whatever price this is There ain't a path that could put me back to righteousness, I keep going man regardless of whose fight this is I need loot, you need dope hit the TRAP PHONE I'm the man of my house, I'm the backbone So I'll flip bags all night till the sack gone And I guess I'm probably going to hell But I'll be cooling with my homies who'll be going as well, it's Gucci

I’ve never written a colder verse until I heard “purchase your tracks today “ acc broke my heart fr 💔

God bless the person who produced this beat cause I feel like crying each time I listen to it❤

Už nejsem malej kluk co dává . Láska je víc nez zrádná Mámo... I když jsem pryč tak vím že v něčem nemilim se. Připadali tak hezčí rána To hřiště už je prázdný dávno. Prázdno . . Je kolem nás stále si pripominam sídliště

like story is deeper then the life we live how long will i get to have my wife and kids niggas wanna die for a knife and shit hard knock life for a minor thing let me tell you bout sam hes the highest kid Lost Boy shipped to the motherlands/ he was the spark that his mother had/ now hes living up in lagos or tryna turn the tables idk i want my brother back On the outside hes the brightest kid people taking photos hes got lights on him but truly got me thinking is it right for him to shine inside a light when its hard to see light in him or life to him so bait he would swim the fishes and the babes that he’d attract like a genie with wishes got numerous leng latinas tryna give him some kisses im gonna admit it he starts but now he is finished his soul is diminished on the inside its dark so you gotta jus listen how he didnt see his familys visions so he shouted at his mummy his room looking all bummy made his dad look like a dummy you wouldnt try believe half the things y gotta trust me man he thought this life a joke someone tell him this aint funny so his parents hatched a plan he was too bad for yard but too good for the can so the day that he got shipped gone like madeline mccan and he thought this was the start all his problems just began and he couldnt try escape had to face it like a man they took him and they left him even posted on the gram misguided he followed cos he couldnt leave the fam so for that gotta give the boy his dues he was flexing on the gram always chasing his views he has chains on his neck, but the ice turned cold and the jewels that he stole, plated not gold got caught in the game now the cycle repeats, cos his life hit hard, knocked right off his feet man they shipped away like a packed sealed tight left him stranded in lagos , out of mind out of sight he belled all the mandem hes gonna come back grab babes lets party we can smoke up a pack and we never really trusted but to give him that hope we let his words sink deep to his soul but thats the maddest thing couple weeks later sam has really dissapearred not a call not a text just silence in his fear from new drip and flexing he moved on to the next now its like he never lived, just a name we should forget its peak how they left him sometimes man i miss him they took his passport so we all had to dismiss him his whole family man they even took his sister now hes trapped in naija wouldve stayed if he had listened now i bet hes prolly thinking why did he get betrayed if his parents realy loved him why did he get played but either way now hes gone so he charged to the game i know its money over bitches but dont lose to the fame and like that hes forgotten even me i tried to help ye i tried i couldnt stop him i bet hes probably thinkn that hes hit his rock bottom belled his boys on the phone said he wants to go home truly speaking hes alone maybe better mind cos hes grown he dont even have a choice and its peak cos you can even feel the pain up in his voice On the outside hes the brightest kid people taking photos hes got lights on him but truly got me thinking is it right for him to shine inside a light when its hard to see light in him or life to him this song is a story of many of the childs that have been lost and forgotten cos at home they were a wild mess now their stuck out in the wildness like an animal it even gets wilder then thats why they call it wildlife if your ever feeling sorrow just know thats sam a sign he was left in the hollow even tho committed crime all the minutes that he borrows nowa hes running out of time

where is beat bruh?there is no beat only bom bom bap bap

like story is deeper then the life we live how long will i get to have my wife and kids niggas wanna die for a knife and shit hard knock life for a minor thing let me tell you bout sam hes the highest kid Lost Boy shipped to the motherlands/ he was the spark that his mother had/ now hes living up in lagos or tryna turn the tables idk i want my brother back On the outside hes the brightest kid people taking photos hes got lights on him but truly got me thinking is it right for him to shine inside a light when its hard to see light in him or life to him so bait he would swim the fishes and the babes that he’d attract like a genie with wishes got numerous leng latinas tryna give him some kisses im gonna admit it he starts but now he is finished his soul is diminished on the inside its dark so you gotta jus listen how he didnt see his familys visions so he shouted at his mummy his room looking all bummy made his dad look like a dummy you wouldnt try believe half the things y gotta trust me man he thought this life a joke someone tell him this aint funny so his parents hatched a plan he was too bad for yard but too good for the can so the day that he got shipped gone like madeline mccan and he thought this was the start all his problems just began and he couldnt try escape had to face it like a man they took him and they left him even posted on the gram misguided he followed cos he couldnt leave the fam and for that you gotta give the boy a clap he was bait on the gram till his life got cold so the chains that he stole they werent worth no gold got shipped now cycle repeats then he belled all the mandem sayn hes gonna come back have a holiday party we can smoke up a pack and we never really trusted but to give him that hope we let his words sink deep to his soul but thats the maddest thing 6 weeks in now houdinis done a magic trick doing the modt think the guy went ghost went from the new clothes new drip to getting new hoes nowadays you wont even see a pic that he posts its peak how they left him sometimes man i miss him they took his passport so we all had to dismiss him his whole family man they even took his sister now hes trapped in naija wouldve stayed if he had listened now i bet hes prolly thinking why did he get betrayed if his parents realy loved him why did he get played but either way now hes gone so he charged to the game i know its money over bitches but dont lose to the fame and like that hes forgotten even me i tried to help ye i tried i couldnt stop him i bet hes probably thinkn that hes hit his rock bottom he bells up his boys said he wants to go home but he dont even have a choice and its peak cos you can even feel the pain in his voice truly speaking hes alone maybe now hes grown has he learned his lesson the girls that he’s texting dont even bat an eye but all he wants to do is just sit there and cry On the outside hes the brightest kid people taking photos hes got lights on him but truly got me thinking is it right for him to shine inside a light when its hard to see light in him or life to him this song is a story of many of the childs that have been lost and forgotten cos at home they were a wild mess now their stuck out in the wildness like an animal it even gets wilder then thats why they call it wildlife two sides to a story both sides of a smile i know he got shipped he was better off deported then dead it was reported that he done a big job ticked the wrong gm o when i say hes pissed off when his parents found out they had to do the right decision they shot and didnt miss accurate with all precision so i know hes shipped off must be feeling so cold in a warm place like naija hope he dont lose his soul there and maybe then can grow there he was built from the roads so his mind could hold tough reality and all things you know there thats what im thinking he can live off the cold sir

like story is deeper then the life we live how long will i get to have my wife and kids niggas wanna die for a knife and shit hard knock life for a minor thing let me tell you bout sam hes the highest kid Lost Boy shipped to the motherlands/ he was the spark that his mother had/ now hes living up in lagos or tryna turn the tables idk i want my brother back On the outside hes the brightest kid people taking photos hes got lights on him but truly got me thinking is it right for him to shine inside a light when its hard to see light in him or life to him so bait he would swim the fishes and the babes that he’d attract like a genie with wishes got numerous leng latinas tryna give him some kisses im gonna admit it he starts but now he is finished his soul is diminished on the inside its dark so you gotta jus listen how he didnt see his familys visions so he shouted at his mummy his room looking all bummy made his dad look like a dummy you wouldnt try believe half the things y gotta trust me man he thought this life a joke someone tell him this aint funny so his parents hatched a plan he was too bad for yard but too good for the can so the day that he got shipped gone like madeline mccan and he thought this was the start all his problems just began and he couldnt try escape had to face it like a man they took him and they left him even posted on the gram misguided he followed cos he couldnt leave the fam and for that you gotta give the boy a clap he was bait on the gram till his life got cold so the chains that he stole they werent worth no gold got shipped now cycle repeats so he belled all the mandem hes gonna come back have a holiday party we can smoke up a pack and we never really trusted but to give him that hope we let his words sink deep to his soul but thats the maddest thing 6 weeks in now houdinis done a magic trick he must b doing the modt think the guy went ghost went from the new clothes new drip to getting new hoes nowadays you wont even see a pic that he posts its peak how they left him sometimes man i miss him they took his passport so we all had to dismiss him his whole family man they even took his sister now hes trapped in naija wouldve stayed if he had listened now i bet hes prolly thinking why did he get betrayed if his parents realy loved him why did he get played but either way now hes gone so he charged to the game i know its money over bitches but dont lose to the fame and like that hes forgotten even me i tried to help ye i tried i couldnt stop him i bet hes probably thinkn that hes hit his rock bottom he bells up his boys said he wants to go home but he dont even have a choice and its peak cos you can even feel the pain in his voice truly speaking hes alone maybe now hes grown has he learned his lesson the girls that he’s texting dont even bat an eye but all he wants to do is just sit there and cry On the outside hes the brightest kid people taking photos hes got lights on him but truly got me thinking is it right for him to shine inside a light when its hard to see light in him or life to him this song is a story of many of the childs that have been lost and forgotten cos at home they were a wild mess now their stuck out in the wildness like an animal it even gets wilder then thats why they call it wildlife two sides to a story both sides of a smile i know he got shipped he was better off deported then dead it was reported that he done a big job ticked the wrong gm o when i say hes pissed off when his parents found out they had to do the right decision they shot and didnt miss accurate with all precision so i know hes shipped off must be feeling so cold in a warm place like naija hope he dont lose his soul there and maybe then can grow there he was built from the roads so his mind could hold tough reality and all things you know there thats what im thinking he can live off the cold sir

Lost Boy shipped to the motherlands/ he was the spark that his mother had/ now hes living up in lagos or tryna turn the tables idk i want my brother back On the outside hes the brightest kid people taking photos hes got lights on him but truly got me thinking is it right for him to shine inside a light when its hard to see light in him or life to him so bait he would swim the fishes and the babes that he’d attract like a genie with wishes got numerous leng latinas tryna give him some kisses im gonna admit it he starts but now he is finished his soul is diminished on the inside its dark so you gotta jus listen how he didnt see his familys visions so he shouted at his mummy his room looking all bummy made his dad look like a dummy you wouldnt try believe half the things y gotta trust me man he thought this life a joke someone tell him this aint funny so his parents hatched a plan he was too bad for yard but too good for the can so the day that he got shipped gone like madeline mccan and he thought this was the start all his problems just began and he couldnt try escape had to face it like a man they took him and they left him even posted on the gram misguided he followed cos he couldnt leave the fam and for that you gotta give the boy a clap he was bait on the gram till his life got cold so the chains that he stole they werent worth no gold got shipped now cycle repeats cos the bling dont shine when you lose your soul so he belled all the mandem hes gonna come back have a holiday party we can smoke up a pack and we never really trusted but to give him that hope we let his words sink deep to his soul but thats the maddest thing 6 weeks in now hes vanished of the earth no power in his words think the guy went ghost went from the new clothes new drip to getting new hoes nowadays you wont even see a pic that he posts its peak how they left him sometimes man i miss him they took his passport so we all had to dismiss him his whole family man they even took his sister now hes trapped in naija wouldve stayed if he had listened now i bet hes prolly thinking why did he get betrayed if his parents realy loved him why did he get played but either way now hes gone so he charged to the game i know its money over bitches but dont lose to the fame like that hes forgotten even me i tried to help ye i tried i couldnt stop him i bet hes probably thinkn that hes hit his rock bottom he bells up his boys said he wants to go home but he dont even have a choice and its peak cos you can even feel the pain in his voice truly speaking hes alone maybe now hes grown has he learned his lesson the girls that he’s texting dont even bat an eye but all he wants to do is just sit there and cry this song is a story of many of the childs that have been lost and forgotten cos at home they were a wild mess On the outside hes the brightest kid people taking photos hes got lights on him but truly got me thinking is it right for him to shine inside a light when its hard to see light in him or life to him fast flexes leave you last pulled the card the game amassed man this shit aint for me loe shimmy tthat it was getting me pissed and i dont even wanna lie or even try deny his rights ifs and maybes and theres mights i just wanna see my guys win flexing fast leaves you last pulled his card now the game wont last bait on the gram but his life got cold the chains dont sjine when you lose your soul and truly speaking theres some heart to him but for him it was nice to win Shipped to Naija Parents took his passport youd think its a prank and idk what to call him so we’ll jus call him Samm Sam Shipped not Sam Smith tried to run but he hid tricked and betrayed will he ever come back Joseph chose it😊

Ta místnost je tak ledová . Pro všechny malý děti taky do deckiho domova ,

Jak dlouho SME se na to připravovaly jak dety. Až budem dospělí.dnes vím byly to pouhi veti. nemohly SME si predstavit jaky to může být Člověku můžeš dát ale nikdo ti Nesmi vzít. Čím lepsi srdce máš těší to budeš mít . Projizdeli SME do skoly a venku padal sníh. Je to pryc Ten moment našich časů . Ten starej plamen schorel tak jak kousek tvojich vlasu. Na vánoce SME nikdy nezažili kousek strachu. A pak člověk když je starší tak se strati v svojim prachu I když někdy doma nebylo tak furt SME zili skromne. Rodice na nakupu mi lezli SME na stromne. Bylo dobre. Nikdy nezapomenu kdo SME Říká se buď to změnila teď nebo je pozdě .Nemilim se. Za chvíli svátky tak si připomínám sídliště. V dnešní době všechno co chceš zažít tak za peníze . A Divim se. Přísahám je mi stoho hnusně . Dety v ruce telefon mi chtěly SME jen brusle Musíš si postavit svuj zivot tak jak pucle. Ty skterima si virsutal dneska dneska ne pozdraví . Procházím se Ještědem a zase mám to dezavi. A je to tak že celej tvůj život se změní . Až baba z dědou odejdou tak už to stejný není . Je to zpověď Nečekám na žádnou odpověď Pravdu nikdo nechce slyšet umi ze všech nejvíc bolet . Přeju štěstí.do každého baráku

Lost Boy shipped to the motherlands/ he was the spark that his mother had/ now hes living up in lagos or tryna turn the tables idk i want my brother back youd think its a prank and idk what to call him so we’ll jus call him Samm Sam Shipped not Sam Smith tried to run but he hid On the outside hes the brightest kid people taking photos hes got lights on him but truly got me thinking is it right for him to shine inside a light when its hard to see light in him or life to him so bait he would swim the fishes and the babes that he’d attract like a genie with wishes got numerous leng latinas tryna give him some kisses im gonna admit it he starts but now he is finished his soul is diminished on the inside its dark so you gotta jus listen how he didnt see his familys visions so he shouted at his mummy his room looking all bummy made his dad look like a dummy you wouldnt try believe half the things y gotta trust me man he thought this life a joke someone tell him this aint funny so his parents hatched a plan he was too bad for yard but too good for the can so the day that he got shipped gone like madeline mccan and he thought this was the start all his problems just began and he couldnt try escape had to face it like a man they took him and they left him even posted on the gram misguided but he followed cos he couldnt leave the fam and for that you gotta give the boy a clap he was bait on the gram till his life got cold so the chains that he stole they werent worth no gold got shipped and thats ius how a cycle repeats the chains dont shine when you lose your soul he belled all the mandem saying hes gonna come back have a holiday party we can smoke up a pack and we never really trusted but to give him hope we let his words sink deep to his soul but thats the maddest thing 6 weeks in now hes gone of the earth no power in his words think the guy went ghost went from everyday new clothes new drip nowadays you wont even see a pic that he posts its peak how they left him sometimes man i miss him they took his passport so we all had to dismiss him his whole family man they even took his sister now hes trapped in naija wouldve stayed if he had listened now i bet hes prolly thinking why did he get betrayed if his parents realy loved him why did he get played but either way hes gone so he charged to the game i know its money over bitches but dont lose to the fame like that hes forgotten even me i tried to help ye i tried i couldnt stop him i bet hes probably thinkn that hes hit his rock bottom he bells up his boys said he wants to go home but he dont even have a choice and its peak cos you can even feel the pain in his voice truly speaking hes alone maybe now hes grown has he learned his lesson the girls that he’s texting dont even bat an eye but all he wants to do is just sit there and cry this song is a story of many of the childs that have been lost and forgotten cos at home they were a wild mess On the outside hes the brightest kid people taking photos hes got lights on him but truly got me thinking is it right for him to shine inside a light when its hard to see light in him or life to him

Lost Boy shipped to the motherlands/ he was the spark that his mother had/ now hes living up in lagos or tryna turn the tables but i really want my brother back On the outside hes the brightest kid people taking photos hes got lights on him but truly got me thinking is it right for him to shine inside a light when its hard to see light in him or life to him so bait he would swim the fishes the babes that he’d attract like a genie with wishes got numerous leng latinas tryna give him some kisses im gonna admit it he starts but now he is finished his soul is diminished on the inside its dark so you gotta jus listen how he didnt see his familys visions so he shouted at his mummy room looking all bummy made his dad look like a dummy you wouldnt try believe half the things y gotta trust me man he thought this life a joke someone tell him this aint funny so his parents hatched a plan he was too bad for yard but too good for the can so the day that he got shipped gone like madeline mccan when he thought this was the start all his problems just began and he couldnt try escape had to face it like a man they took him and they left him even posted on the gram its like everybody knew except him and for that you gotta give the boy a clap he was bait on the gram but his life got cold the chains that he stole werent worth no gold got shipped just like how a cycle repeats the chains dont shine when you lose your soul belled all the mandem saying hes gonna come back have a holiday party we can smoke up a pack and we never really trusted but to give him hope we let his words sink deep to his soul but thats the maddest thing 6 weeks in now hes gone of the earth no power in his words think the guy went ghost went from everyday new clothes and pics nowadays you wont see a pic that he posts its peak how they left him sometimes man i miss him they took his passport and they had to dismiss him his whole family even took his sister now hes trapped in naija if only he had listened

Mycket på hjärnan Ja sitter o tänker Kedjan va trasig T länken som blänker Du sippar på vin Men de vodka Vi sänker duvet vi tar över Branschen vi stänger Bror ska du me Ele ta nästa tåg Då de försent vara me på min våg Svär jae wawy Svär Jae wawy Grindar 24 Kan ej vara lazy Guzzen e etta Guzzen e mainly Sötast i världen O ganska så crazy Folk jagar fame Kändisar lockar Kvar på min lane O ja ska inte krocka Längtar t payday O Paran ja plockar Still on my wawe O ja kan inte bromsa Player got played O ja väljer o blocka Best in the game Ja kom upp o ja chocka

Mycket på hjärnan Ja sitter o tänker Kedjan va trasig T länken som blänker Du sippar på vin Men de vodka Vi sänker duvet vi tar över Branschen vi stänger Bror ska du me Ele ta nästa tåg Då de försent För va me på min våg Svär jae wawy Svär Jae wawy Grindar 24 Kan ej va lazy Guzzen e etta Guzzen e mainly Sötast i världen O ganska så crazy Crazy lady Snacket e plainly Bror ska bli stor Större än Jay z Skriver ba ner mina tankar Ja skriver bra utan dricka o knarka Kommer från inget Så nu som vi dammar Always stay humble Hjälper en mamma att bära på kassar Dricka vi lastar Kan inte fatta de Hämtar in lappar Ligan e askar Tror inte du platsar Om du vill snacka De bäst att du knackar

Maskerar mitt anza Maskerar mitt hjärta Jage lojal Mot dom som e äkta Hoes before bros Vägen t graven Har inga ops Går på promenader Naken utan nått vapen Går du me oss Då de bäst Due vaken Inte nån klivare Folk går me nior Men inte t balen Om Du från trakten Du kopplar mitt tänk bror Gick ifrån silver T guld på min länk bror Nu denna tid Folk vaktar zoner En grabb säljer bröder För 2tusen kroner Kom du o fråga hade ej kunnat För 50 miljoner Hellre ja går Me en rak rygg t graven Hellre ja gör de Än goish på laget Lag före jaget Alla dom dör O du tror jae galen Alla dom dör Nån gång i tiden Rädsla för döden Inte Sen liten Va ska ja göra Vägen e skriven Fatta va skönt Lugnet o friden Sitter i skiten Min bror hane gripen Om ja ska dö Dör ja me stilen Ja dör som en mördare Slaktade beatsen Två sista ord De blir knulla polisen Bror jae deep in my thoughts again Livet e kort Vissa går bort Men va ska man göra ens Skrivit en text Låt mig höra den Hittat ett beat Låt mig mörda den Rimmar o rappar O bror ja har flow Synd för din bror Han blev goawad av hoes Tagen av opps För han krita på snow Bror de e kallt här Lever en kall värld Finns inga känslor De Helt känslokallt här Tankarna snurrar O guzzarna surrar Politiker snortar Men Aina dom blundar Klart att de blir så Handlar om buntar Här i mizerian De klart att man flummar Dämpar problem Sent på nätterna tuggar Kom ifrån ghettot Djupet Alltid sett lycka Lyckan i slutet Sluta o tänka Bror lev i nuet Svär de finns lycka Utanför ruset Du får utav pudret Tro på dig själv Skit i de strulet Foten på gasen O kör emot ljuset

I miei non si sono mai amati Forse solo prima che nascessi Un amore adolescenziale nato da ambienti compromessi A diciott’anni si son conosciuti Ai venti son venuto al mondo Mio padre non lo conobbi Era in carcere per via di un hobby Soldi sporchi ma facili Che gli sono costati un paio di anni In quei anni mia madre fece anche da padre Lavorava e mi aiutava a studiare Stavo da nonna e non si stava così male Mio padre non c’era perché aspettava il giudizio del tribunale Mia madre invece lavorava per portarmi da mangiare Io ero piccolo ma in quelle circostanze cresci prima del dovuto Mille problematiche non mi hanno mai abbattuto Con il tempo son cresciuto ma non ho dimenticato l’accaduto Porto un grande rancore che mi logora Se ripenso a quelle notti in cui mia madre sbatteva la porta O mio padre che le alzava le mani Io mi sentivo insignificante davanti a gesti disumani Amore tossico, solo lamenti, Tra le mani dei miei genitori spenti. Crescere nel buio, senza un sorriso, Ora che so cos’è il prezzo del paradiso. Piangevo in silenzio, ma non avevo voce, Tra le loro urla cercavo una pace. Amore tossico, è tutto ciò che ho visto, Ma nel mio viso , il rancore è rimasto hai visto

Se tempo é um microfone Então vou usar a minha dor para gerar monetário Tenho vivido de uma certa forma Que se não fosse visto, chamariam de otário Eu faço o meu, mesmo sem ser visto Com uma letra tenho o teu salário Perguntam como, como faço isso acontecer Mas não entendem o meu lado Eu fui obrigado a correr por mim Até quando senti que as minha pernas já não davam Habituei me a andar sozinho Mesmo tendo várias pessoas do meu lado Eu fui criado, com diretrizes, e regras Para não ser mais uma presa no cardápio Eu fui a caça para o meio da mata Mesmo sem sabendo se depois voltava Tantos dias cinzentos sem comida em casa Hoje eu quebro o tempo, para trazer alguma massa Viro noites no estudio a gravar, porque prometi Ao meu pai que um dia encheria a casa Vou orgulhar o meu nome, memo que isso demore O importante é que o leve até à praça Vou fazer por nós, vou viver daqui a 5 anos o que o miudo tá agora a traçar Eu faço planos, tenho a planta da certeza Mas com tanta certeza, tenho a certeza que não sei Se daqui a uns anos ainda vou estar aqui Ou então noutro continente como um rei Avisa a minha mãe, que vou fazer tudo o que puder para no futuro eu virar sensei Ter pessoas a minha volta que não tão por prazer mas porque me querem ver bem Se tempo é um microfone Então vou usar a minha dor para gerar monetário Tenho vivido de uma certa forma Que se não fosse visto, chamariam de otário Eu faço o meu, mesmo sem ser visto Com uma letra tenho o teu salário Perguntam como, como faço isso acontecer Mas não entendem o meu lado Eu fui obrigado a correr por mim Até quando senti que as minha pernas já não davam Habituei me a andar sozinho Mesmo tendo várias pessoas do meu lado Eu fui criado, com diretrizes, e regras Para não ser mais uma presa no cardápio Eu fui a caça para o meio da mata Mesmo sem sabendo se depois voltava Obrigado avô pelos ensinamentos que me deste Sobre como ser uma pessoa melhor Obrigado avó pelas aulas que me deste De como amar e conhecer alguém de cor Para quem inveja a nossa ira só tenho a dizer Que tenho dó Para quê tanta inveja se depois de andarmos aqui A gente só vira pó -Deixa lá pai, eles não nos entendem Eles não percebem o quão a música é importante Hoje o rap faz me sentir mais vivo e daqui para a frente Pode ser que se lembrem como era antes Um miudo com um sonho para realizar Com um papel, uma caneta e um violão Olha a bulir todos os dias contra todas as chances e os nãos. Se tempo é um microfone Então vou usar a minha dor para gerar monetário Tenho vivido de uma certa forma Que se não fosse visto, chamariam de otário Eu faço o meu, mesmo sem ser visto Com uma letra tenho o teu salário Perguntam como, como faço isso acontecer Mas não entendem o meu lado Eu fui obrigado a correr por mim Até quando senti que as minha pernas já não davam Habituei me a andar sozinho Mesmo tendo várias pessoas do meu lado Eu fui criado, com diretrizes, e regras Para não ser mais uma presa no cardápio Eu fui a caça para o meio da mata Mesmo sem sabendo se depois voltava

Merhaba bu müziği telifsiz kullanabilirmiyim.

This beat is golden 😢

Tengo troppo peso addosso Non come bilancia E il mizen pesa la zatla E una buona condanna Non ne val khoya la pena Poi piange tua mamma Gira tutto ai soldi È la bidha la bayda Coi contanti nelle tasche Per noia le mazzate Gira tutto fra ste mani Mercato ambulante Ci hanno trovato in piazza Han girato le carte Han girato la faccia Quando qua stavano male Quando non c'era problema Nessuno poteva stare Ora tutti quei problemi Non vogliono più andarsene Ora tutta la fame che c'era in quelle strade L'hanno mangiata coi blitz Hanno sequestrato lame Gira tutto fra ste mani Qui al mercato ambulante Famiglie al piano sopra Sentono odore di canne Bimbi giocan sotto il pala Corrono dietro le palle Qui girano le palle Se non sai fare il contante X2 Qualcuno è andato via Rispettato pure a Bolo Stai attento alle condanne Libero kho prendi il volo Ci hanno girato le carte Non riesco più a star da solo Paranoia nelle palle Col fumo in sottovuoto Voglio firmare kho di fretta Seduto in questa piazza mi gira una rima in testa E rollo questa canna cantandola nella testa Ma nekteb chey tawa tanto so dopo qual era E mentre penso questo accendo una sigaretta I pensieri della mia testa Indietro come ieri Persi come la fiammella I soldi della piazza non li avrai sopra la testa Mizen sotto la panca Passa una pattuglia in fretta Gira tutto fra ste mani Qui al mercato ambulante Famiglie al piano sopra Sentono odore di canne Ci hanno mandato via Abbiam fatto più contante Eh si girano le palle Se non sai fare il contante

Thinking bout ma past struggles it just adds up to no sense I went from going with the crowd and becoming a mess To a girl who struggles bares with the stress in her head To causing all these issues with the family and rest You see im all alone got these jinns in my heart They wont leave me alone acting like they play a part in my life Dont make me grab the knife and pull u out myself

Verse 1: I’m on the edge like a line in a book, But I’m searching for meaning, not just a hook, Had to leave the past, now I’m flyin’ like a rook, Came from the bottom, now I’m king, take a look. I’m dodgin’ distractions, the game’s full of fakes, Can’t be a sheep when you’re born in the flames, Came with a vision, but they just tryna blame, I told ‘em I’m different, now they’re tryna claim my name. But I’m steady, like the pavement in the rain, Built with the struggles, never playin’ the same game, Stackin’ bricks of wisdom, yeah I’m makin’ my lane, They can’t copy my movement, they just actin' insane. Chorus: I’m writin’ my story, they just tryna edit the page, Life’s a chessboard, but I’m stuck in a cage, Put my pain in the lines, and I turn it to rage, They can’t cage my mind, I’m breakin’ the stage. Verse 2: They said I won’t last, they can’t see the foundation, I was movin’ in silence, now I’m speakin’ with patience, Grew from the struggle, now I’m takin’ the station, From the bottom of the barrel to the top, elevation. See the fake love, it's like paper mache, Real in my soul, don’t need credit to play, Caught ‘em slippin’, now I’m breakin’ the day, But they always wanna question when I’m leadin’ the way. Minds are a maze, but I’m carving the path, They’re tryna fill my shoes, but can’t match the craft, I’m building empires, not just chasin’ the cash, While they’re busy copyin’, I’m leavin’ them in the past. Chorus: I’m writin’ my story, they just tryna edit the page, Life’s a chessboard, but I’m stuck in a cage, Put my pain in the lines, and I turn it to rage, They can’t cage my mind, I’m breakin’ the stage. Bridge: No one knows the weight I carry on my chest, But I move like water, can’t drown my depth, Told ‘em I’m a threat, now they’re tryna intercept, But my mind’s a fortress, no need to second guess. Verse 3: I’m the architect, no blueprint to follow, Just a kid with a dream and a mind that’s hollow, Spit wisdom in the dark, but they still can’t swallow, I’m the future they don’t see, but they gonna have to borrow. From the heart of the struggle to the heights of the sky, I rise with the sun, while they live in a lie, I ain't got no limits, no need to comply, I'm a king on my throne, they can’t reach, they can try. Chorus: I’m writin’ my story, they just tryna edit the page, Life’s a chessboard, but I’m stuck in a cage, Put my pain in the lines, and I turn it to rage, They can’t cage my mind, I’m breakin’ the stage. Outro: I’m breakin’ the stage, I’m breakin’ the mold, They thought I was lost, but I’m takin' control, I’ve been playin' the game, now I’m ready to fold, Watch me rise to the top, they’ll be beggin’ for gold.

Watch me be a star Sirius - I guess time will tell. Even tho we no longer talk I still wish you well. And I woulda been a baller if didn’t tear my ACL. Product if your experience if I was you I would hate aswell Not everything needs a eloquent pitch for it to sell Overslept - in my lucid I didn’t hear the bell. Fucking he’ll If it’s really a penny for your thoughts, I don’t have any left, cos mine drowned in the wishing well.

Watch me be a star Sirius - I guess time will tell. Even tho we no longer talk I still wish you well. And I woulda been a baller if didn’t tear my ACL. Product if your experience if I was you I would hate aswell Not everything needs a eloquent pitch for it to sell Overslept - in my lucid I didn’t hear the bell. Fucking he’ll If it’s really a penny for your thoughts, I don’t have any left, cos my penny drowned in the wishing well.

eu fico bue de perdido nesse front bis ela não entende que as drogas é um shit bis ela não entende que as modas é por shit clicks mas ela entende que os likes vêm de tit pics ou por ass pics falo em tópicos para ela me ouvir e sentir o que é óbvio mas ela não entende, é só cómico é só cómico olhos lindos mas o meu coração nega ela não entende que atitude dela é dela deles de todos porque todos a conhecem mas só conhecem de vista e de perto não percebem que sente-se vazia sem amigos reais e os amigos que tem só querem ser carnais pouco sentimentais muito irracionais mas ela aceita um de vez em quando para ter validação porque sente-se só e somente com isso tem aprovação rejeita a rejeição porque sabe que tem sempre um espera à espera dela então, ela conheceu um rapaz chamado miguel o nome dela era sara, nem vos tinha dito contrariamente ao outros, ela queria mesmo tar com ele e eram um casal fofinho 2 semanas passaram já tavam a namorar se é para amar então que amem quando podem tinham potencial para fazer durar então vamos ver como as coisas correm um ano passou dois anos passaram sempre que os viam os dois só sorriam os dois amavam-se pelo menos parecia e eu também o achava até que um dia vi uma noticia de um casal morto a tiro nos seu apartamento eu pensei, tu tas pensar que foram eles e foram senão não contava esta história eu uso a memória e lembro me de ver a cara deles em jornal nacional foi a última vez que a vi que o vi e senti que algo estava mal no início achei que tivesse sido algum invejoso que invejava as curvas dela mas entre o achar e ser havia uma grande distância quem me dera que fosse isso queria tar na ignorância porque aquilo que vos vou contar agora vai fazer-vos não querer ouvir mais este som por mim tabom mas tenho que desabafar sente o som que te vai fazer chorar ele tinha fotos dela nua impressas e dizia que se um dia o largasse ela não ia mais a festas porque ia ter vergonha dos olhares que ia sentir e é óbvio que o ia, contrariar não faz sentido mas se isso fosse o menor dos problemas estava tudo bem não não estava tudo bem porque ela queria pedir ajuda mas sem ele não há ninguém

I don’t know where to begin The system is misleading The Kids are barley eating Belly full of knots, telly full of knobs Progression makes people jelly then they begin to talk Instead of getting to the paper and doing extra work They bury you under with bullshit and dirt All this stress on my head is bout to make my neck snap I don’t second guess I ain’t dressing to impress If it ain’t about money I don’t chit chat Early in the morning give it a quick tap Kicking off the day with hitting big back

I got this one cat from endz she known me since i was a runner

L'amore non è una partenza, è un arrivo a certi tratti, Nello stomaco farfalle che mi tengono a pensarti, Le pupille dilatate e i pensieri più pesanti, Che se ti dassi il mio cuore, rimarrebbe vuoto a entrambi, E non ce l'hai un cuore penso, e non c'è l'hai per Me forse, E che ti amavo troppo a volte, Tu non mi ami proprio, Ci sono stato male tanto, adesso è un ricordo la morte, Delle mie emozioni forse, resta solo un diario, Per Te ho fatto certe cose che non farei per nessuno, Vorrei essere la tua ombra pure quando farà buio, Ma ciò riguarda il mio essere, vorrei fossi felice, Che darti la mia vita ma vederti triste, (non lo voglio) E sono buono, non me ne pento, perché dovrei farlo, Provo pena per chi non sente, non mi sentirà, Farsi in quattro per qualcuno non ti serve affatto, Mi han detto, e ho messo il cuore in vendita, Ho pianto prima del decollo di un aereo in partenza pieno, Vuoto il mio cuore penso, Devo smettere davvero che, Dare tutto me stesso, Quando non so chi davvero, Mi ami non è così bello, Son sicuro lo farei per Te, E non voglio amarla una donna, scoparla e lasciarla, E non vorrei mai dire che la mia donna ne vale un altra, Che l'amore è sempre uguale, è la concezione che è astratta, Che riesco a mettere tutti questi pensieri su carta, E giuro che ogni giorno son più triste, Che amo senza mai ricevere e amo come mai sei triste, E a Me chi lo chiede spesso è la domanda che mi pongo, E la donna della vita mia penso forse manco esiste, E se la trovo, mi ama e la amo e poi mi lascia, E se, brivido e pelle d'oca sono dentro il cuore un ascia, Questo non lo so ma spero di non non dire mai basta, Che l'amore ti apre troppo e questo sai diventa un'arma, Per qualcuno che non ama, non ha sentimenti forse, Se sai dare senza prendere non sei debole, sei forte, La vita brucia in partenza non importante quante corse, Puoi provare pure a vivere, e se dentro c'hai la morte, (non farlo)

Το μόνο που θέλω να σου πω Είναι ένα ευχαριστώ γιαυτες τοις μέρες Τοις μέρες τοις κακές που είχα τοις ξενερες και δεν έφευγε το βάρος από πανω μου Ένα αστέρι φωτινω θα σβήσει μια μερα αλλαγο τακολουθω Ερχοσουνα στο σπίτι μου το βράδυ για φαγητό Γαμιομασταν στο μπάνιο μην ξυπνήσει ο γονιός