this is a feel. some music sounds good, sells good, even looks good. But this, this feels. takes me places. like I'm actually there. it's meditative, nostalgic, hopeful- melancholy with a gaze and a smile. This $h!t is art homie.
stress smoking been trying to cut back sweat soaking through my busted knuckle ball cap like malt liqou dripping through the brown sack im down stacks no money no mercy I cant stand around that self sufficient born a brown back im 1st gen but i found that my father didnt raise a sheep he showed me whos my shepherd and i thank God my momma chose to move westward roots deep family we eastenders bells rang when my moms was born a priest entered baptized now loose ties but i pray i see the day she cries the lord her savior what a moment to savor flowing like honey and milk a sweet flavor just breathe prayer yahweh accept each layer The next week later The deep crater Buried in your chest Is filled with flames But The company you keep Is still the same It's still the same Oh it's a bleak fate For those who can't hear the lord Oh how he speaks with grace When we move on his accord
Hablamos tanto del amor Pero mas haya de eso que es lo que buscamos Taparr un vacio que pensamos que llenamos Cerremos la boca Y dejemos que el tiempo nos sobre de regalo Vos pensalo si te quedas ahora Pongo todo mi esfuerzo por vos Por luchar en volver a creer en el amor Por detenerme en el camino Por pensar en un final de un camino sin sentido Pero en ese mismo Puede aparecer cosas mejores Como vos Al yo buscarme Se que es tarde Pero nos conviene antes de que sea tarde El destino hizo lo que pudo para atravesarnos Y encontraste este desastre
io faccio questo non per i soldi oppure per sentirmi meglio di qualcun altro, forse meglio con me stesso quando mi sveglio e vedo nulla di diverso mi domando se in un qualche modo a cambiare ci riesco scrivo ste frasi, conto le parole e guardo i secondi che vanno avanti, il tempo che si stringe forse tu sprechi il tuo tempo ad ascoltarmi, io spreco fiato a dire tutte queste cose, ma mi spinge la domanda che mi son fatto troppo a lungo, come mai non si vive per il gusto di farlo? son troppi quelli che la smettono, di farsi ste domande, ma solo per motivi sbagliati perché l'amore fa star più male dell'odio, e l'odio per se stessi ti fa scordare chi sei? volere tutto e non avere niente, rende più nobile di chi ha tutto ma dice il contrario sognare un posto nelle stelle sulla terra e non guardarle in cielo fa un po' ridere a pensarci dare tutto a qualcun altro è bello solo se non pensiamo a ciò che dopo l'altro dovrà darci quando mi ascolti e dici che ami ciò che faccio me lo dici perché è vero o perché mi conosci? e se non sai chi sono e resti ad ascoltare è perché in ciò che dico e scrivo un po' ti riconosci? lo spero
One moment all I ever needed Pain at first was forever seeded Or so it seemed to be What you see is dark when your eyes are tinted Red, dark, but now it’s lifted Nowhere near the goal but I can see it Eyes still tinted Blue, bright, with a small light at the end Finally see my surroundings and I now understand it’s been a tunnel It’s wideness depended on my liveness My liveness depended on my kindness To others but more so to myself Understand how I got here, why I’m here and how to seek the help Working on progression now Progressed but know I’m forever bound Hardship is a part of the human experience But fight is something I’ve also come to experience Progression doesn’t need to be linear Can go up, down, right, left as long as your keeping ya Head up and steady Ready to go again Mishaps are only missed if you don’t try to understand and fix The mistakes, so next time don’t shift To what may seem easy that’s to give Up Cause that should never be an option You can do it, just got to get started Even if it means getting started again
out of service area payphone harmless, the dialtone hard enough to try lone quarters the cyclone of nerves in my chest hands stumbling, light blown out of my eyes, not a lion that i've known a liar of cycles a pile of titles masks severing myself from the honest and true vision of love i given to you getting you blue or that's the rampant nightmares i just couldn't uproot the trap in the night air silence is a venomous dayglow the sort of sharp edge that rubbed out dana plato i hurt when i say so and when i don't mention don't see it as an ascension of me you pay for the pressure cooker words the tension is free we share more than a space on the couch irrelevant now who refuses to be the elephant useless how denial comes through blatant, inelegant it's only when i pretend you're my reflection, i'm eloquent not heaven sent seeing you at hideous angles funny enough, that's the punchline where you're my precious angel i feel like jesus gonna dangle another chance encounter between me and you, we fuse, the biggest debbie downers can't live without you but better on my lonesome round the same payphone, replaying the sound, sound, sound, sound
Just dreams of getting a house furnished But It must seem im without earnest... ...goals. I bet Gen Z would say my mind set is a bit old. Like it seems like I can't have things that I don't already... ... hold. They say go out and make it, and if they don't give it, then you got to take it. But I just can't shake it... This feeling that all that just sounds like a fancy way to condone stealing till it's vacant Why should the spotlight be mine? I just know if I got right under it it would stop its shine. No I don't own any spotless rhymes And under God's care, alot are crimes I've been stopped with smoking pot but it's a fight I've fought for quite some time. Can you blame me for feeling negative if the dream is as rare as a spotting a Pegasus? Impossible I hope this aint my legacy now Telling myself to break a leg but can't see how... ...it's possible
Can't see any damage cuz I'm damaged inside- Stay running cuz I know I can run but can't hide- People wanting to be wanted not dead or alive- Words start cutting deep like the letters were knives- I'm not the same kid you knew way back- I'm to rare like a needle in a haystack- To be fair I could never get my pay back- Cuz my revenge is my karma- And this Rhoade/Road been fucked like it's Lana-
ayy, should I talk or should I let it go? cus at this point I need your voice and not only my own and every time I want to say sum, I just keep it low afraid of how you might react and that it hurt my soul but baby tell me, should I talk or should I let it be? letting you know, I only wanna be for your eyes to see and if I get your eyes to sea, I hope it must be joy and gratefulness because the void you had is now feeling complete and family tell me, should I talk or will y'all let it slide? explain the reason why I'm distant and I'm not that guy that's texting in the group chat when it's birthdays instead I text in private or don't text at all if I forget or if in my worst days can you tell me if I should I talk or should I just shut up? cus you're the only one who hears when I'm feeling fed up I pray you keep fighting for your dreams and never let up I pray you know that you is me and we'll always listen to us, trust
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❤
I don't even want to rap over this. It's too beautiful. Great job!
thank ahmad jamal i'm just pressing buttons
It be like that 🫶🏾
I sure do
And I already
I gotchu🤣🫡
Got this on loop
Wow bro this is something special, I need to get my own beats to have some soul like this. You def earned my sub bro 🔥
thank you man that means a lot 🙏
This is amazing wtf
this is a feel. some music sounds good, sells good, even looks good. But this, this feels. takes me places. like I'm actually there. it's meditative, nostalgic, hopeful- melancholy with a gaze and a smile. This $h!t is art homie.
stress smoking
been trying to cut back
sweat soaking
through my busted knuckle ball cap
like malt liqou dripping through the brown sack
im down stacks
no money no mercy
I cant stand around that
self sufficient born a brown back
im 1st gen
but i found that
my father didnt raise a sheep
he showed me whos my shepherd
and i thank God my momma chose to move westward
roots deep family we eastenders
bells rang when my moms was born
a priest entered
baptized
now loose ties
but i pray i see the day
she cries the lord her savior
what a moment to savor
flowing like honey and milk
a sweet flavor
just breathe prayer
yahweh
accept each layer
The next week later
The deep crater
Buried in your chest
Is filled with flames
But The company you keep
Is still the same
It's still the same
Oh it's a bleak fate
For those who can't hear the lord
Oh how he speaks with grace
When we move on his accord
bodied that
hardd
Amen
Beats like this bro keep ‘em coming 🔥🔥🔥🔥
Différent original compo d'esthéte
really Dope
This is absolutely beautiful brother 🙌🏽
thank you man
It rly is tho
the star fetchers sample ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Great beat dude
fire!
Thank you
Gracias senior
Dude, wow. Just wow
Salute
bro im subscribed
crazy good
nahhhhh this is cold
ВАУУУУ
dude, this is so fucking good
this is it
Beautiful
I SUBSCRIBE JUST BECAUSE OF THIS BEAT
This one of my reference tracks for what an earl sweatshirt type beat should sound like 😂
dope
OMG THIS IS SO 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🎶🎶🎹🎹✨✨
beautiful chops bro
thank you man. your music is an inspiration
Hablamos tanto del amor
Pero mas haya de eso que es lo que buscamos
Taparr un vacio que pensamos que llenamos
Cerremos la boca
Y dejemos que el tiempo nos sobre de regalo
Vos pensalo si te quedas ahora
Pongo todo mi esfuerzo por vos
Por luchar en volver a creer en el amor
Por detenerme en el camino
Por pensar en un final de un camino sin sentido
Pero en ese mismo
Puede aparecer cosas mejores
Como vos
Al yo buscarme
Se que es tarde
Pero nos conviene antes de que sea tarde
El destino hizo lo que pudo para atravesarnos
Y encontraste este desastre
Navy blue true
수년간의 기억 다시 리셋 시켜
날 빠뜨려 바다로 깨끗이 씻긴 뒤
느낌은 so fresh 입은 텁텁해
io faccio questo non per i soldi oppure per sentirmi meglio di qualcun altro, forse meglio con me stesso
quando mi sveglio e vedo nulla di diverso mi domando se in un qualche modo a cambiare ci riesco
scrivo ste frasi, conto le parole e guardo i secondi che vanno avanti, il tempo che si stringe
forse tu sprechi il tuo tempo ad ascoltarmi, io spreco fiato a dire tutte queste cose, ma mi spinge
la domanda che mi son fatto troppo a lungo, come mai non si vive per il gusto di farlo?
son troppi quelli che la smettono, di farsi ste domande, ma solo per motivi sbagliati
perché l'amore fa star più male dell'odio, e l'odio per se stessi ti fa scordare chi sei?
volere tutto e non avere niente, rende più nobile di chi ha tutto ma dice il contrario
sognare un posto nelle stelle sulla terra e non guardarle in cielo fa un po' ridere a pensarci
dare tutto a qualcun altro è bello solo se non pensiamo a ciò che dopo l'altro dovrà darci
quando mi ascolti e dici che ami ciò che faccio me lo dici perché è vero o perché mi conosci?
e se non sai chi sono e resti ad ascoltare è perché in ciò che dico e scrivo un po' ti riconosci?
lo spero
That painting looks familiar...
Hola, muy bueno, podría usarlo?
The only problem with this is it isn’t 3 minutes 😩
One moment all I ever needed
Pain at first was forever seeded
Or so it seemed to be
What you see is dark when your eyes are tinted
Red, dark, but now it’s lifted
Nowhere near the goal but I can see it
Eyes still tinted
Blue, bright, with a small light at the end
Finally see my surroundings and I now understand it’s been a tunnel
It’s wideness depended on my liveness
My liveness depended on my kindness
To others but more so to myself
Understand how I got here, why I’m here and how to seek the help
Working on progression now
Progressed but know I’m forever bound
Hardship is a part of the human experience
But fight is something I’ve also come to experience
Progression doesn’t need to be linear
Can go up, down, right, left as long as your keeping ya
Head up and steady
Ready to go again
Mishaps are only missed if you don’t try to understand and fix
The mistakes, so next time don’t shift
To what may seem easy that’s to give
Up
Cause that should never be an option
You can do it, just got to get started
Even if it means getting started again
Bro that's dooope
I vibe with that.
you helped me to write my last song about her, crying and spitting fire with that beautifull melody
i'm glad i could help. hope all is well
@@cooperlabatte it's better after this, great experience, thanks brother .
Gia Corner
Which vvsts were used?
Hagenes Fall
can i buy this? i wanna use it for my outro track it’s gorgeous
yes, here's the link:
www.beatstars.com/beat/dialogue-navy-blue-x-earl-sweatshirt-type-beat-14680970
Yo bro is this beat free for profit?
bro this ain't even a type beat this is straight up an ornately arranged passage of jazz
So is free to use?❤
Zemlak Circle
Nina Crossroad
Schaden Roads
jaxon mune used this
pls sample name???
Niceee...What bpm is this beat?
85 bpm
Does anyone know what the art used for this video is?
Emil Nolde-masks
I promise you a banger by next Saturday
out of service area payphone
harmless, the dialtone
hard enough to try lone quarters
the cyclone of nerves in my chest
hands stumbling, light blown
out of my eyes, not a lion that i've known
a liar of cycles
a pile of titles
masks severing myself from the honest and true
vision of love i given to you
getting you blue
or that's the rampant nightmares i just couldn't uproot
the trap in the night air
silence is a venomous dayglow
the sort of sharp edge that rubbed out dana plato
i hurt when i say so
and when i don't mention
don't see it as an ascension of me
you pay for the pressure cooker words
the tension is free
we share more than a space on the couch
irrelevant now who refuses to be the elephant
useless how denial comes through blatant, inelegant
it's only when i pretend you're my reflection, i'm eloquent
not heaven sent seeing you at hideous angles
funny enough, that's the punchline where you're my precious angel
i feel like jesus gonna dangle another chance encounter
between me and you, we fuse, the biggest debbie downers
can't live without you but better on my lonesome
round the same payphone, replaying the sound, sound, sound, sound
Still fa sell?
yes
Just dreams of getting a house furnished
But It must seem im without earnest...
...goals.
I bet Gen Z would say my mind set is a bit old.
Like it seems like I can't have things that I don't already...
... hold.
They say go out and make it, and if they don't give it, then you got to take it.
But I just can't shake it...
This feeling that all that just sounds like a fancy way to condone stealing till it's vacant
Why should the spotlight be mine?
I just know if I got right under it it would stop its shine.
No I don't own any spotless rhymes
And under God's care, alot are crimes
I've been stopped with smoking pot but it's a fight I've fought for quite some time.
Can you blame me for feeling negative if the dream is as rare as a spotting a Pegasus?
Impossible
I hope this aint my legacy now
Telling myself to break a leg but can't see how...
...it's possible
Can't see any damage cuz I'm damaged inside-
Stay running cuz I know I can run but can't hide-
People wanting to be wanted not dead or alive-
Words start cutting deep like the letters were knives-
I'm not the same kid you knew way back-
I'm to rare like a needle in a haystack-
To be fair I could never get my pay back-
Cuz my revenge is my karma-
And this Rhoade/Road been fucked like it's Lana-
ayy, should I talk or should I let it go?
cus at this point I need your voice and not only my own
and every time I want to say sum, I just keep it low
afraid of how you might react and that it hurt my soul
but baby tell me, should I talk or should I let it be?
letting you know, I only wanna be for your eyes to see
and if I get your eyes to sea, I hope it must be joy
and gratefulness because the void you had is now feeling complete
and family tell me, should I talk or will y'all let it slide?
explain the reason why I'm distant and I'm not that guy
that's texting in the group chat when it's birthdays
instead I text in private or don't text at all
if I forget or if in my worst days
can you tell me if I should I talk or should I just shut up?
cus you're the only one who hears when I'm feeling fed up
I pray you keep fighting for your dreams and never let up
I pray you know that you is me and we'll always listen to us, trust
this beat is hella fire man, had to reach for the notes for this one. keep up the good work! 🔥🔥👏🏾
Yo bro is that a sample?
lame for not allowing my comment.