It took me a while to realize I’m him All that time I looked down on myself The depression was tearing me limb from limb Now succession my power I know that they sour But I couldn’t do it without them I needed the hatred I needed to face it My aggression take it out at the gym Now I’m the best that I’ve ever felt She wish that she never left I’m glad I revised all my plans….
@@aidenlair_ This beat is reassuring me that WE bout to win these silent battles Aiden, you absolutely murked this one, you on your way to being one of the greatest producers out there 💯
Couplet 1 : Imagine, y’a plus d’rêves, juste des écrans qui nous possèdent Les gosses rêvent plus d’se barrer, ils savent même pas où ça mène Les cieux sont vides, mais l’sol crame sous nos pieds On veut du cash pour survivre, pas d’l’amour pour exister. Plus d’bibles, plus d’croix, juste des tweets et des likes On prie pour des billets, on sacrifie nos vibes Imagine un monde où la mort c’est juste des stats Et où chaque larme versée se noie sous un contrat. Refrain : Tu dis qu’je rêve, mais ouvre tes yeux, frérot C’est pas un cauchemar, c’est l’réel qui frappe trop Un jour peut-être, tout s’écroulera sans bruit Mais l’homme est bête, il court après ce qui le détruit. Couplet 2 : Imagine, y’a plus d’pays, mais l’même combat partout Flics, drones, caméras, tout c’qu’on fait est sous verrou On a brisé les chaînes, mais pas les chaînes mentales La liberté, c’est juste un mot dans un monde digital. Les religions sont mortes, mais les algos sont dieux Tu crois choisir ta route, mais on t’programme tes vœux Imagine qu’la haine s’achète comme des baskets Et qu’la paix s’télécharge dans un fichier obsolète. Refrain : Tu dis qu’je rêve, mais ouvre tes yeux, frérot C’est pas un cauchemar, c’est l’réel qui frappe trop Un jour peut-être, tout s’écroulera sans bruit Mais l’homme est bête, il court après ce qui le détruit. Pont : Pas d’possessions ? Faut pas m’prendre pour un clown Les gens crèvent pour des Air Max, se battent pour un iPhone Imagine qu’y ait plus d’faim, mais des corps obèses Les ventres pleins explosent pendant qu’la Terre fait un malaise. On veut la paix ? Regarde nos vies, c’est des mirages Des cœurs brisés maquillés derrière des messages Imagine, mais le réel est trop violent Chaque rêve est un flingue chargé qui vise nos enfants. Outro : Tu dis qu’je rêve, mais j’réveille ceux qui dorment L’avenir s’écrit en noir, gravé sur un uniforme Un jour peut-être, on s’retrouvera dans l’néant Mais avant ça, l’homme s’ra son propre feu ardent.
Tao làm việc và hustle hard chân không nguyên ngày từ trời sáng cho đến lúc khi tới đêm Chỉ là vì gáng tương lai cho đam mê sau này không phải đụng vào những thứ rói ren Chặng đường này thật khó khiến phải tao cau mày Không gì là gì đã giờ tao đã có em
Yo ya los vi, me copian el flow Huelen a envidia, yo huelo a tom ford La realidad es que no le da Para adueñarse y tener el control Camuflando el mal con un perdon Deje mi nombre en ese paredon Años atras buscando el wap Para tener todo lo que falto Negro a esto yo lo haria gratis Cero chuku nunca anduve en acting Hou te partí en el parking del party Abri el tercer ojo ando iluminaty
Everybody grey I was there for the ride So they attached that shit to me I bet they thinking that it’s fine be funny Stole 100,000 and said look at all this money Now I got a couple 100,000 boy look at all this money
Yo, Jake, you the problem child? Nah, you just a joke, Playin’ boxer for the camera, but you scared of real smoke. You takin’ paychecks, chasin’ old names, While the real fighters out here playin’ grown-man games. Call you a champ? Boy, that’s a stretch, Doin’ flips for the views, you ain’t earned respect. Keep it real, Jake, you just sellin’ a brand, But step in deep water, you won’t even stand. It’s all about Jake, yeah, you love that name, Clownin’ in the ring, but you lost the game. Big ego, small skill-that’s your lane, Keep the mirror close, Jake, you the shame. A RUclipsr with gloves, now you think you a king? But the throne you chasin’ just don’t mean a thing. Talk tough, but your fights got a twist, Every name on your card got an asterisk. Keep callin’ out legends who ain’t in their prime, Cuz the real ones gon’ leave you flat every time. Your name sell fights, but your fists don’t connect, Jake Paul? Yeah, a champ we neglect. It’s all about Jake, yeah, you love that name, Clownin’ in the ring, but you lost the game. Big ego, small skill-that’s your lane, Keep the mirror close, Jake, you the shame. The gloves don’t lie, and neither does time, You can’t buy heart or the fighter’s grind. Your hype’s a wave, but waves don’t last, When the smoke clears, Jake, you’ll fade to the past. Jake Paul, yeah, you crave that fame, But your legacy’s hollow, just a numbers game. Boxin’ ain’t about the clout you claim, Cuz at the end of the day, Jake-you the shame.
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Key: C# Minor
Jesus Saves, God Bless✝️
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Amen 🙏❤
Amen
You to Bro Amen❤
Bro this beat is crazy still
Hardest beat ive heard in a minute
Thanks!
it’s really hitting 🔥🔥🔥
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nice one my boi🥶
This beat is 🔥🔥🔥
0:22 love that sound what VST is that?
this is the roland jupiter 8 synth with a custom delay
damn that's haaard 🔥🔥
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It took me a while to realize I’m him
All that time I looked down on myself
The depression was tearing me limb from limb
Now succession my power I know that they sour
But I couldn’t do it without them
I needed the hatred I needed to face it
My aggression take it out at the gym
Now I’m the best that I’ve ever felt
She wish that she never left
I’m glad I revised all my plans….
🔥💯
@@aidenlair_ This beat is reassuring me that WE bout to win these silent battles Aiden, you absolutely murked this one, you on your way to being one of the greatest producers out there 💯
This my favorite ngl
Thanks!
Hell yeah 🔥
Ski Keep in it P standin on bidness bacc on pimpin
Highrollers Big dawgs only money flippin moneh roll makin
Started from the middle
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Couplet 1 :
Imagine, y’a plus d’rêves, juste des écrans qui nous possèdent
Les gosses rêvent plus d’se barrer, ils savent même pas où ça mène
Les cieux sont vides, mais l’sol crame sous nos pieds
On veut du cash pour survivre, pas d’l’amour pour exister.
Plus d’bibles, plus d’croix, juste des tweets et des likes
On prie pour des billets, on sacrifie nos vibes
Imagine un monde où la mort c’est juste des stats
Et où chaque larme versée se noie sous un contrat.
Refrain :
Tu dis qu’je rêve, mais ouvre tes yeux, frérot
C’est pas un cauchemar, c’est l’réel qui frappe trop
Un jour peut-être, tout s’écroulera sans bruit
Mais l’homme est bête, il court après ce qui le détruit.
Couplet 2 :
Imagine, y’a plus d’pays, mais l’même combat partout
Flics, drones, caméras, tout c’qu’on fait est sous verrou
On a brisé les chaînes, mais pas les chaînes mentales
La liberté, c’est juste un mot dans un monde digital.
Les religions sont mortes, mais les algos sont dieux
Tu crois choisir ta route, mais on t’programme tes vœux
Imagine qu’la haine s’achète comme des baskets
Et qu’la paix s’télécharge dans un fichier obsolète.
Refrain :
Tu dis qu’je rêve, mais ouvre tes yeux, frérot
C’est pas un cauchemar, c’est l’réel qui frappe trop
Un jour peut-être, tout s’écroulera sans bruit
Mais l’homme est bête, il court après ce qui le détruit.
Pont :
Pas d’possessions ? Faut pas m’prendre pour un clown
Les gens crèvent pour des Air Max, se battent pour un iPhone
Imagine qu’y ait plus d’faim, mais des corps obèses
Les ventres pleins explosent pendant qu’la Terre fait un malaise.
On veut la paix ? Regarde nos vies, c’est des mirages
Des cœurs brisés maquillés derrière des messages
Imagine, mais le réel est trop violent
Chaque rêve est un flingue chargé qui vise nos enfants.
Outro :
Tu dis qu’je rêve, mais j’réveille ceux qui dorment
L’avenir s’écrit en noir, gravé sur un uniforme
Un jour peut-être, on s’retrouvera dans l’néant
Mais avant ça, l’homme s’ra son propre feu ardent.
2025 our year bro!!! #BroGawd
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Screen record
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Bandlab collab?
For sure
Anybody bought this yet
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BandLab
Who can really rap , let’s do sum
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Tao làm việc và hustle hard chân không nguyên ngày từ trời sáng cho đến lúc khi tới đêm
Chỉ là vì gáng tương lai cho đam mê sau này không phải đụng vào những thứ rói ren
Chặng đường này thật khó khiến phải tao cau mày
Không gì là gì đã giờ tao đã có em
Cerco guardo prendo scatto lungo e poi vado
Cerci guaardi parli
Mi sembra più quo vado
Who won the who won the cup like make maleficent like maleficent a magnificent parliamentary trees I'm smoking them
I'm guessing I'm passing I'm smoking on her breasts and s*** and fresh and rest in French and rest
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Subscribed like a mf 😤
Yo ya los vi, me copian el flow
Huelen a envidia, yo huelo a tom ford
La realidad es que no le da
Para adueñarse y tener el control
Camuflando el mal con un perdon
Deje mi nombre en ese paredon
Años atras buscando el wap
Para tener todo lo que falto
Negro a esto yo lo haria gratis
Cero chuku nunca anduve en acting
Hou te partí en el parking del party
Abri el tercer ojo ando iluminaty
Anyone tryna collab
Everybody grey
I was there for the ride
So they attached that shit to me
I bet they thinking that it’s fine be funny
Stole 100,000 and said look at all this money
Now I got a couple 100,000 boy look at all this money
Not the one!!!!!
Yo, Jake, you the problem child? Nah, you just a joke,
Playin’ boxer for the camera, but you scared of real smoke.
You takin’ paychecks, chasin’ old names,
While the real fighters out here playin’ grown-man games.
Call you a champ? Boy, that’s a stretch,
Doin’ flips for the views, you ain’t earned respect.
Keep it real, Jake, you just sellin’ a brand,
But step in deep water, you won’t even stand.
It’s all about Jake, yeah, you love that name,
Clownin’ in the ring, but you lost the game.
Big ego, small skill-that’s your lane,
Keep the mirror close, Jake, you the shame.
A RUclipsr with gloves, now you think you a king?
But the throne you chasin’ just don’t mean a thing.
Talk tough, but your fights got a twist,
Every name on your card got an asterisk.
Keep callin’ out legends who ain’t in their prime,
Cuz the real ones gon’ leave you flat every time.
Your name sell fights, but your fists don’t connect,
Jake Paul? Yeah, a champ we neglect.
It’s all about Jake, yeah, you love that name,
Clownin’ in the ring, but you lost the game.
Big ego, small skill-that’s your lane,
Keep the mirror close, Jake, you the shame.
The gloves don’t lie, and neither does time,
You can’t buy heart or the fighter’s grind.
Your hype’s a wave, but waves don’t last,
When the smoke clears, Jake, you’ll fade to the past.
Jake Paul, yeah, you crave that fame,
But your legacy’s hollow, just a numbers game.
Boxin’ ain’t about the clout you claim,
Cuz at the end of the day, Jake-you the shame.
BandLab collab? Send inv.
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