Kendrick Lamar 'Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers' Type Beat ~ All I Need
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- Опубликовано: 24 дек 2024
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I've come to the idea that in whichever genre, the music that speaks to the soul has one thing in common, which is a vague notion of what I've started to call "weight". This beat has weight.
Amazing. That is perfect.
If I ever use this beat I’m calling it
Thirteen Thousand, One Hundred And Seventy Billion Trillion Pounds
Or quite literally the weight of the world
I don’t know what else to say. This is something else. Thank you for giving us this
words cant explain what ur creating bro.
i appreciate the support
🖤
yall ready know im here to support fam... love your beats to death
🙏🙏
shi rlly made me cry....thank you for this one. Truly.
heart made masterpiece
I needed my composition
To write what was undone
Staring in my opposition
Feelings to the drum
Suppressing emotions til I goes numb
And watch the word eat this slug
Let this mouth talk as I run
If these tears don't speak Help
Then how it should come?
All I need
All I need
All I need
All I need
Love..support...
cause these drugs...I abort
Wake up with a smile...it's all good
Hide myself...in this hood
Check my psychie...as you should
When I talk about my mental state
It must be welcomed..none shall be afraid
Sometimes I wanna vent...but that's not my place
Even weirdos need a dose of truth to air out its slate
All I need
All I need
All I need
are all these samples cleared?
You're amazing bro 🙏🏿 love from the city of brotherly love ❤️
Wow. I haven’t felt like this for a beat in a while.
Amazing beat. I have been looking for something like this for a long time
I love this
What you know about me sipping cold lean
Addicted to the beans
Lost my home on phone call with moms so it seems I’m lost
Been feeling the frost for a cool whole winters
What you know about cold
Losing friends
What you know about old
Losing family
What you know pain
Till you’ve sat in the rain
Lost it all questioning the sanity
Promising you won’t use profanity
Church on Monday I call that good deed
So deep seeded I am deep rooted
I am
Not the man I once imagined myself to be
What you know about me
This is so great bro when it's time I'ma write to it.
Idk what 2say bro :/ absolutely love it !
crazy
Next level bro, fr⚡️🤘🏾
Wooooo
Can I use this on my bandlab?
Can i record and post on my channel? Il have you credited in title and description
Oh God. Give me the nod
I’ve been sparing the rod
Give me permission to bury the bod
I’m preparing the sod
Digging this hole is breaking my soul
But I do what I’m told
It feels like I have to be cold
Like I’m losing control
How in the world did I ever get old?
I was breaking the mold
I was the one who would live forever
Aging was making me better
I was a child and we were together
A bond nobody could sever
As life forces you to shed your youth
It is revealing your truth
Tears dry, becoming aloof
Stuck in the same spot, awaiting the proof
How can faith be material substance
When your faith has been shaken?
When God allows the mind to idle
That’s when the demons awaken
The demons enter when spirit is open
Into the ones who are broken
We call to them with words that are spoken
Drinking and smoking. Tangible coping.
Drunk and alone on the side of the road
Asking God to carry the load
There was no savior. Every turn
Led to destruction. It had to burn.
Learning to fly, building the plane.
Sewing the wound, feeling the pain.
Mozart in the dark, staring at rain
Whispers growing, “Your prayers are in vain.”
This is despondent. This is morose.
This is Zanax and Prozac, infinite dose.
It isn’t depression, not even close
This is when ghosts come and whisper the most
This is when those who have gone intercede
Connected to source. Their spirits are freed.
It was their prayers that planted the seed
That sent you the gift, fulfilling the need.
That gave you every reason to live.
Never forget, but try to forgive.
And live enough to actualize
Overlooking the actual lies.
Seeing truth, not what you rationalize
First time using your rational eyes
What your mind sees, not your natural eyes
Not all the stories we naturalize
A diet of lies tends to catabolize
The soul, then we must cannibalize
Those willingly making the sacrifice
Who’d happily pay the asking price
But what do I know.
I have so much to learn
I’m Forrest hoping Jenny returns
had to cope with my dope fuck the world they turn cold i could save the world but i rather let it burn
shake and break tell em it’ll be okay
i dont care if we make it fix it or break it
i smoke weeed come and comfort me
satan came to take it all
these fakes they been snaking
we all die at the end of all
if i fall point the door
had to cope with my dope so fuck the world
shit is fire bro! do u have any links for your music?
@@Zaratrote Nahhh, I just write. But thanks.
(Intro) I’ve never seen a good man.
I’ve NEVER Seen A. Good. Man.
There’s always flaws always faults always failures. Always lies always fights always wars. All are alien. Alter ego all have an Alias.
The Bible says One was born over 2000 years ago.
He died. Then rose again. That man was God. I have met Him. I have met God. Through my life, through circumstance, through prayer, through tears, through my own ears hearing His voice. Though With my eyes I have not gazed upon his living face as I would be ash. This is my reflection.
I seen plenty of lone left legs on the street…
people condemned to a throne of defeat….
So don’t let good luck or kneeling knees tell you you’re strong cause it’s not what we are it’s what we could be
What don’t kill you might make you strong
But it might make you weak
(X2) plenty people broken
Match forfeit
Hopeless
Cinderellas glass kicks don’t fit
In the trenches lettin shots off like Tolkien
Trade a gun for a sword saying Lewis hold this
And Ain’t a magic potion corroding injustice inside of the node of a man’s own wrist
What it mean to have a soul but act soulless what it mean to have a soul but act soulless
My song “NO SLEEP” will blowup someday trust 🤞
Nice
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you might as well just release this beat as is. I think the song is done.