Freestyle Old School | Freestyle Beat "STREET" (Prod. Tecnics Beatz)
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I wish everyone who clicked on this video the most love, peace and abundance. You’re so much closer than you realize. I love you♥️🤞🏾
You too ❤️
Word
appreciate it
You too❤
Thanks! You too!✌🏻🙏🔥
Plz keep making more beats like this old school needs too make a come back asap!!! Much respect I love this beat.
yes, my guy!!
Т@@artachoonthetrack272
so fire that i started freestyling and i don’t even rap lmao keep up the good work!🔥🔥
Melody.... Base... Everything is perfect
The cars the fashion the music the 90s was so real ❤
Peace obtained
By grace he saves
Through the faith he gave
He changed my ways
Patience displayed
His face arrayed
By revealing his love
Through the son he raised
Defeated the grave
Took all my shame
Now I can truly say worthy is the lamb who slain
By your grace I am not what I used to be
By faith i behold all of your majesty
Graciously adopted me
Constantly provides for me
Saving me from sodomy
Jesus died and he rose for me
Bore a cross on Calvary
Took the pain and nails for me
Now I’m in his dynasty
Rep his name for eternity
Conformed in his image
This a game not a scrimmage
Reality is sin dwells all within us
Only through Jesus Christ we can have forgiveness
And have our souls satisfied by his unlimitedness
Infinitely perfect
Infinitely just
Definition of Life
Definition of Love
Orchestrating creation with a purpose
All for your glory
You’re all deserving
Of our worship as we stand in awe
Of your holiness
Holy Holy Holy is our God
Amen bro 🙏 amazing
@@kevinmorejon4719 Surly to God be the Glory alone🙏🏼
Praise God bro. These are nice bars.
I'm sorry for my sin
I might be looking just
Please absolve of this pride and dissolve me in your tears
I'm tired of living life
I fear for my life tell my children and my wife that I'm sorry that I lie
I'm reaching for a hand and it's telling me alright
He gave me a new life and He handed me the keys
Tucked me in his love
and His telling me to sleep
I said I'm really grateful for the burden off the weak
I finally realise that I should apologize
One too many times then your name get scrubbed
In the book of life only taking up a line
Preaching to the priest and he thinking that I'm sly
Sorry for the times that I never I told a lie
Now I'm gonna die
❤❤❤❤❤❤
الخل 👊🔥
È troppo bello ascoltare old school mentre si guardano immagini dell' America del passato. Un' emozione unica
Old but gold
Boom bep çok kızgın kardeşim bu tekme bi harika
Son rep soktu çizgi çekti atrşiyle yarına
Sarardı gözlerin neden bu yolu sen seçtin
Prolly just did my best freestyle sick beat bro! keep it up!
it's a vibee 🔥
Yyy como dice, aquí volando y volando y rimando tu tení el mando del futuro si tienes el corazón puro y laburo para ser un rapero unos de los mejores de chile y dile a ellos q lo vas a lograr o vas a empeorar estoi recién empezando en esto inserto el pensamiento estoi mintiendo y hiriendoo estas rimas no son nada alo q hago con el maicrofon' entrena y entrena hasta q lo consiguas y insistas a tu mente q lo vas a lograr.
It's perfect for freestyle with homies when it's high.
only for this you deserve my subscription, what a flow brother how great
Gives me East coast vibe 😉
Boom bep muito brabo mano, esse kick fico o massa
se manita+
ficou pesado mesmo!
all of this is great the sample (or melody sry) drums on point love that
Zenith is a song about acceptance, change, and embracing what's right in front of us. Fiora and I are super excited to share this one with you all and hope you enjoy it as much as we do! ☁
this is some heavywaight gear that i need man..... much respect guys😎💯
Mega beat😋😋🕺🏃♂️🗣🙏
Cara, esse beat bate tanto que as vezes nem consigo pensar mais.💥💥🤯
Woah man this beat super nice.. Chill af but hard for bars
Aspettando qualcosa
Chi sa che cosa
Faccio passare il tempo
Non mi sto divertendo
Alberi spogli
Come i portafogli
regalo i miei sogni
Tu ti vergogni
Siamo sempre noi
I ragazzi che correvano per strada
Non pensado che erano per strada
Cresci e capisci il valore della strada
É tutta un illusione la strada
Ce chi ha la mappa é scappa
E chi si attacca come una zappa
Tutti i giorni sulla stessa panca
Aspirando ad una vita astratta
Devi correre,sei un animale
Ti voglio ricordare la scimmia
É qualcosa di naturale
Non essere come tutti uguale
Per scrivere sto sudando
Nel mio corpo sto penetrando
La mia strada sto colorando
Un’altra matita sto temperando
Il mio tragitto sto disegnando
Ogni volta che mi alzo
Da sto letto pacco
Con il cuscino di marmo
Non faccio rime per bambine
Ma per quelli nel minorile
Che speran di uscire
Per tornare in cortile
Ce chi vorrebbe essere nato in strada
E poi chi vorrebbe stare chiuso in stanza
Ma il tempo passa fai la scelta che ti sazia
E continua sempre per la tua strada
Ho visto cose che non vedete voi
Sono sceso dal cielo
Come fossi una stella
Vivo nella mia immaginazione
este beat esta fuego papi !
My favorite so far 👌
Thats dope dawg
Loved it
this beat is super dope, it made me write the sickest verse for it like i had no choice
I love how everyone just share their lyrics
me too
oh my god this song is amazing
0:20
Aggravatingly smooth,
Radical and rude
The extreme of the esteem
An MC well-respected
I am S tier, a veneer of the best me
And all I have re-enacted
Is a blessing for hassling
Rhymes and syllables
Making life hard for the best here
And my aspirations, they rest here
So my invitations, be my guest here
A graveyard of the massively
Slaughtered bars so vested
With the best of me a passage
For the recipe, containing assets
Dope wordplay
oh shit, thats so fucking more fire than the top post.
in germany we dont call that rap, we call it "haus maus rymes"
After hear this i had to click the subscribe button...it's a chill beats b fire💯💯🔥🔥at the same time
Que tripeo super criminal el beat .
💯 dope ✊🏻
¡Que bueno hermano, durisimo!, 🔥 bendiciones. 🙏🏽
Quemando buenos caramelos mami entenderlo
Moliendo flores como llego
Yo escupo fuego
Tirando flow acelerado cada que quiero
Todos me ya me están ladrando nego
No decespero
Si me vez alucinado, pasando por todos lados
La calle repleta de malos
Mejor tírate pa un Lao
Que andamos amotinaos
Todo el barrio está pasao
La shory que yo he fumao
Mierda me puso alterao
No llevo pistola en mano
Pero vengo preparado para lo que venga
A mí varios me an defraudado tirándome mierda
Lo siento si este muchacho no estudio en tu escuela
No soy un diplomático soy alguien de problemas
Pero vaya no pierdo
Ni siquiera algo de level
Me siento bendecido pues llueven las mujeres
Bebe no pierdo el rumbo ni tampoco los poderes
Siempre voy seguro porque soy mi propio jefe
خسرت كل الناس على شانو
وعلى شانو استحملت اللوم
ازاي بعد دا كلو يسيبني
ما تصورتش غدروا في يوم ..
كانت روحي في ايدو وخانني
رجعت روحي وهوا خسرني
انا ما ظلمتش ياللي ظالمني
يا بخت اللي بات مظلوم
انا من قلبي بقولك شكرا يا بايعني
ما استنتش عليا كتير وانت خادعني
بدعي يا ريتك بعدي عطول تعيش مرتاح
كانت روحي في ايدو وخانني
رجعت روحي وهوا خسرني
انا ما ظلمتش ياللي ظالمني
يا بخت اللي بات مظلوم ..
خسرت كل الناس على شانو
وعلى شانو استحملت اللوم
ازاي بعد دا كلو يسيبني
ما تصورتش غدروا في يوم ..
بكرا ح تعرف بكرا حتندم عالماضي
بس خسارة ح يجرى دا كلو على الفاضي
انت جنيت ما تجيش تقولي يا ريت
انا دلوقتي بعيش من غيرك وانا راضي ..
كانت روحي في ايدو وخانني
رجعت روحي وهوا خسرني
انا ما ظلمتش ياللي ظالمني
يا بخت اللي بات مظلوم ..
وعلى شانو استحملت اللوم
ازاي بعد دا كلو يسيبني
ما تصورتش غدروا في يوم ..
اخر تعديل : June 18, 2022 12:05 am
Me encanta esta base! Yo escrito con esta base un rhyme por mi amigo que murio en diecembre super joven! Es perfecto!
👏🔥👑
Ale świetny bit pobrałem już będę pod to pisał 💪💪💪🔥🔥🔥
Powiedz kiedy płyta mordo kurwa juz doczekac sie nie moge ! 😁
One of the best I've heard
Increíble hermano
HipHop 💯🔥🤯
Sous influence
Mélange du coca et du sky dans une bouteille en plastique
J't'emmène vadrouiller dans la ville
On traîne, on tise, on cherche à vivre des histoires fantastiques
On traîne comme si on n'avait pas d'but dans la vie
Mélange du coca et du sky dans une bouteille en plastique
J't'emmène vadrouiller dans la ville
On traîne, on tise, on cherche à vivre des histoires fantastiques
On traîne comme si on n'avait pas d'but dans la vie
Hey ! Devinez qui débarque sans crier gare ?
C'est O.R.E.L.San, moitié homme, moitié pilier d'bar
À Caen, rien d'neuf : les meufs se rasent la chatte en ticket d'tram
J'remplis des tafs de merde en rêvant d'remplir des salles
J'traîne avec les mêmes losers qui prennent des substances illégales
J'quèn' une douzaine de shooters, j'rentre chez moi, j'évite les balles
Ma schneck me prend tout l'temps la tête pour des p'tits détails
J'fais semblant qu'j'l'aime, en attendant la femme idéale
J'ai l'flow "Kit-é-Kat", dont les chattes raffolent
Musique à fond dans la bagnole, les yeuz' éclatés par l'alcool
J'mets du C4 dans mes paroles : j'bousille la prod'
J'rêve de péter les dents d'l'autre pétasse des Pussycat Dolls
Extrêmement défoncé, sur fond d'musique "Imagine"
J'avance dans la nuit magique, j'pose une bombe dans le Hit Machine
J'arrache le piercing du sale Blanc dans Tribal King
J'ai jamais vu personne plus moche que l'autre chanteur de Tribal King
Nan, j'suis pas ton rappeur charismatique
J'ai du mal à gérer ma vie, j'te parle même pas d'ma vie d'artiste
J'suis dans l'carré VIP, pour la tise gratuite
J'veux qu'mon son tourne dans les caisses et dans les services psychiatriques
Ce soir on fait la fête, parce que j'arrête d'arrêter d'boire
Demain j'serai sur le bord d'la fenêtre au bord du désespoir
Monte le son, monte le son, t'inquiète pas si t'es chez toi
Si ta mère kiffe pas ma musique, j'la ferai kiffer avec les doigts
T'as dû pécho ton bling-bling dans une galette des rois
J'suis l'nouveau virus dans les MP3
Bientôt plus d'or sur le poignet qu'un chevalier d'Athéna
Pour l'instant j'rentre pété au sky chez moi, j'dors sur le palier
J'suis sûr de gagner, j'ai la force de frappe la plus puissante de l'année
Quand j'rentre en studio, j'rappe ou j'pose mes couilles sur le clavier, yeah
Animal nocturne, j'torture le cahier
J'baise la mère de tes gosses dans ton costume de marié
J'ai l'flow des Sept Mers, les autres désespèrent
Les seuls vrais experts c'est nous, donc laisse faire, écoute
J'ai plus de dossiers sur toi qu'une secrétaire
Si t'es du genre rappeur prétentieux : t'es l'genre de pute que j'préfère
J'ai l'son qui donne envie d'planer, sniffer d'l'éther
J'ai l'son qui donne envie d'caner, quitter cette Terre
Continue d'rapper comme un gosse, tu seras privé d'dessert
Va t'faire enculer si nécessaire
Khalz killed it.
Can i use this beat for my song only on youtube and SoundCloud I will give you proper credit ?? Please tell
Living in Bronx life cost, and I feel every night that I'm almost lost in my mind there's a word and a rhyme but mist of the time I forget the line, I feel blind unable to see I just feel me way through the blizzards we create a new state of existance within this resistance and try n go the distance. No first prize instance.
so much insiration on this beat, i love it, thank you
🔥🔥🔥old schoool 👏👏👏
Got the bars, got the scars, got the marks, got the crooks ,
You can't do what we can do,
Chicks for the mic,
Tix to UP let's fucking fly,
Homie gonna hide,
Showing arrogance & pride,
Your dady on a flight,
you wanna sit in the window side,
Shits your confrontation ain't into fight,
Your Patti shouted hard on a turbulent flight,
Hoes just wanna ride,
She be looking tight,
They might pull up on you at night,
6 feet my height,
Skin isn't that white,
But still can make you excite,
Be delight to the bitch despite of a dog bite,
I pass the current like graphite,
No ghost write,
By brodie it's a good night,
🔥🔥🔥
Do you miss me? Like I miss you,
I can’t get you off my mind I can’t forget you
You on my mind
Almost all the time
this why I write you all these rhymes
Nd then I cry
I’ll be alright
Wipin tears from my eyes
I jus get high until I feel I’m goin blind
duro 🔥
Bomba rep ortamvız var
şekspirində heçbirində
Qafiyə sən olmamısan dediylərivin heç birinde
Buen beat 👌
Crazy bounce! 🔥🔥
Stamattina il sole picchia forte
Esco in canotta, tatuaggi in vista ed occhiali da poker
Faccio un paio di foto come Roger
In cuffia Freddy Mercury
Sai non sono mai stato un gangsta lover
Metto benza nel pezzo
Mi muovo a tempo sul pezzo
Come una penna sul verso, sto rispettando lo slang
Sto muovendo la testa, prima sinistra poi destra
Perché 'sta roba è una bomba e la faccio meglio di te
Yeah
Ballo 'sto boogie woogie
E quando rappo nel club sono buchi, buchi
Quando torniamo in città tutti muti, muti
Devi chiamarmi papà in mezzo ai pupi, pupi
Oggi non voglio problemi, easy jungle nel mio mood
Non posso sbagliare strada, qui basta seguire il groove
Non puoi spegnermi la giostra, ho messo in loop
Come star
Anni Sessanta
Una voce mi fa
"Balla questo boogie woogie, boogie woogie"
Chiuso in un bar
O dentro una stanza
La gente che fa
"Balla questo boogie woogie, boogie woogie"
Metto un jack di carta
Black in giacca
Punto sul Black Jack 50
Flash in cassa
Sto con la mia band in banca
Cash nei panta
Accanto c'ho un T-Rex di guardia
Smash in palla
Bello, sono il top di gamma
Rap di pancia
Questa roba è Trenitalia, un treno in faccia
Come Fabio Grosso in Francia
Destro in guancia
Spingo senza waka waka
Motherfucker
Oggi non voglio problemi, easy jungle il mio mood
Non posso sbagliare strada, mi basta seguire il groove
Non puoi spegnermi la giostra, ho messo in loop
Come star
Anni Sessanta
Una voce mi fa
"Balla questo boogie woogie, boogie woogie"
Chiuso in un bar
O dentro una stanza
La gente che fa
"Balla questo boogie woogie, boogie woogie"
Boogie woogie, boogie woogie
Boogie woogie, boogie woogie
Boogie woogie, boogie woogie (balla questo boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
Alzo il braccio
Poi lo muovo perché questo è il passo
Non mi fermo ma lo passo
Fra', sto chilleggiato
Molleggiando
Random
Questa roba è very groovy (groovy)
Mi sembra di stare in un movie (movie)
Nelle strade a piedi nudi (nudi)
Signore e signori, è boogie woogie, boogie woogie
(Ladies and gentlemen, once more)
Come star
Anni Sessanta
Una voce mi fa
"Balla questo boogie woogie, boogie woogie"
Chiuso in un bar
O dentro una stanza
La gente che fa
"Balla questo boogie woogie, boogie woogie"
Chiuso in un bar
O dentro una stanza
La gente che fa
"Balla questo boogie woogie, boogie woogie"
Your making this shit amigo
💯👌
spacca cazzoo
Spaccato 🔥
ma è salmo
Crazy beat , godd godd 👌🎧
No me detendrán aunque quieran
Ellos van dos pasos detrás,
No me detendrán aunque quieran,
Este flow si qués criminal,
Su dinero a mi no me llena,
Ven con fajos vamos a hablar.
Critical boom que ni el baby boom del 900, nace este flow que no compras ni con cientos, acierto si soy el mejor rapeando en esto, como fusil de precision en manos de un Ghost, ni la has visto. Listo, guapo, chulo y con estilo mixto, artes grafiales bastas con un toque de mi mismo, cuesta tanto que no se compra esto, tráete par de fajos y parlemos de los puestos.
Puro arte duro como tanzanita a masticar, pa mi es chicle fácil de mascar, masacre en estas fauces, ni con mil cadenas me podrán atar, até miles de cabos, cabo verde patria acá, la bestia, tan bestia que no pueden maniatar, maniático del ritmo propio más letal que el mortal kombat, ritmos de combate que te pueden matar, tanto que a Tony le licue con la sosa de mi boca, fuck Up, que les jodan, yo no sigo modas mi lírico tan atípico como bogart, con mis combos legendarios como Steve que te noquean más que Ali en el cuadrilatero.
No me detendrás ni aunque puedas ni aunque quieras, nací guerrero y en la guerra moriré, entre balas y entre barras yo voy fresh, cultivando aquello que yo mismo sembré.
Y no me detendrás ni aunque quieras,
tú vas dos pasos detrás,
No me detendras ni aunque quieras
Mi flow si ques criminal,
Tu dinero a mi no me llena
Ven con fajos vamos a hablar..
@@tecnicsbeatz a fuego!🔥🔥🔥 Sigue así, tienes bases muy duras💪🏼💪🏼
Buen tema me lo he tirao de risas hahaha
@@willywonka.prod7 gracias tioo
Intente cantártela me trabe mucho pero buena letra
@@itzbhen8-ball-pool172 me pasa y es mi letra.. jajaaja muchas gracias por el apoyo 🤘🏼🤘🏼
Insane ⚡⚡⚡
I'm the hardest to hit back, as sharp as pick axe
Quick snap, an artist in half like a Kit Kat,
This prat, wanted this track with his diss track,
Infact ,make ribs crack on impact,
I don't got time to chit chat, Just hop in my Cadillac, cruising down town, while listening to this track, going to an arcade playing pac-man, call me superman, i'm making miracles like im god, yeah,
all you say is wack, driving around in laps, busting that cap, there's lots of things you lack, from driving to making a rap, from tapping to pat, from happy and sad, from awake and nap, time is running out fast, gotta end this rap, but wait, gotta eat my Kit Kat.
[Fast part]
Spitting them lyrical, syllables
Thug individuals, While i'm copy and pasting, you think this is original, call me a smooth criminal, moonwalking to the sun so bliminal, these rappers are so typical, unoriginal, I'm thinking up so much words their edible, you can call me rap god because I'm incredible, whenever i’m called i’m available, you can’t bear with me i’m unbearable, your incapable, of ever beating me that's impossible, I'm unstoppable.
You fire bruh
Hidden talent 🔥🙏🏻 keep it hidden tho 🔥🔥🔥
This is better than the other ones I read
This beat is loveee
Fire🔥🔥 But for better sound you don't use 808's in old school beats. Cuz 808's started being used in new school rap. Still dope💉🖤
I hope you can answer, can I use this beat for my song, and should I use profit or non-profit?, I hope you answer my comment soon dude, cause you're beat is fire
Tremendo hermano 🔥🔥🔥
Tellement d’énergie dans c’que j’apporte ..qu’on me crois euphorique
Toujours original mais peu srx parce que je suis folklorique
Guette le rythme
Fantastic est le flow
magic comme mes rhime
Entre nous je mettrais pas d’frontière
J’ai pas les idées de Marine
Alors je gratte je gratte
De quoi en vider tout un ancrier
Je suis ancré quand jmonte sur scène car
A tout les coups je vais tant crier
Tant vrillé pour briller negro tu sais que j’ai tant prier ..
Liberté d’expression avec des texte qui t’montre la sorti
Comme un videur qui t’recale car ton flow n’est pas assorti
J’me suis garé dans l’parking du rap alors qu’jai pas l’permis
Pour moi tout les jours c’est vendredi
Car tout les jours je suis permis
Donc j’me permet d’évoluer chaque seconde et sa promet
l’west crew on baise nous tout on a fini premier
Demande a mes pote combien d rappeur ont fini dans l ’panier
Nous on escalade les marches
On s’assied pas au premier palier
Qui tu croyais ?
Pas en moi
Donc c’est l a prod que j’ai broyer
J’les foudroyer
Oui vous voyez en plus d’entendre
Sa t’coutera chère comme ton loyer
J’prends mes aile pour les déployer
Y’a qu’le verbe que je veux employer …
Tellement d’beauté dans ce que j’écris qu’ya qules mots que j’veux t’envoyer .
top Polish rapper or quebonafide shared your beat on his Twitter
Boomm
Di češ na bandu di češ na mene
Zasto se treses kad čujes sirene
Dileri bjelog niko u poslu
Većina im robe završi u nosu
Ostaviš paket pokupiš pare
Javiš se bratu produzis dalje
Nismo još upali u plave ralje
Napravim hit pa nastavim dalje
Napravim beat pa snimimo tspo
Neko je javio da je ispo
Pala je komba vidjeli nismo
Zakon ne vrijedi za svakoga isto
Nismo ni znali da biće ovako
Izbacim hit zasluži naklon
Izbacim 3 al nikad u zatvor
Probo bi ti al bi te zaklo
Ko te je napo ko ventilator
Vrtimo cash sve djelim s bratom
Punimo štek ko akumulator
Hoću taj keš neču u zatvor
Vatra
Too tebra
that's beat its dope men
Alto beat !
Chilll chilllll ❤️🔥
Hi bro i'm from to vietnam sorry my englisk are relly bad i just want to say this beat is relly cool
Bartek, przyjacielu, wakacyjny chillout, Zameczki, cmentarz, to nasze uliczne szlaki, Szczerość jak graffiti na murach naszych wspomnień, Bo uliczny klimat z nami, to nie tylko bajki.
Lanetli sokakların kaderidir yalnızlık
Kaçıncı yanlış bu üstüne bastığımız
Wow nice ❣️ keep it up onw fire on this 🔥🤞
Under the palm of greed, lies the palm green,
With fissures for nerves, heart rates trampoline,
With eyes turned blind, these visions unearth
These nerves, slit open, slid slowly, slid hoping,
That some shall trickle, sick of the plough and sickle,
Nothing pours down to the bottom of the pyramid,
And oil drips like saliva from dogs named cinnamon
The moneylenders only loan where the Baskervilles moan,
Loudmouths often quote poverty in Latin,
As they have trails of money, like the beard of bin laden,
Like poetry bare naked on satin, like rings of saturn
When nosy faced bureaucrats are too busy parading,
The piper’s begging on the street, as nobody has paid him,
This is petty theft verbatim, beggars trying to speak, sedate them,
Communists berate them, refugees vacate them
When the night’s lighter than your eyesight,
When their bags of money are thicker than your tummies,
When your last paycheck, is thinner than your waist length,
When they question you in audits, but you’re silent like burnt forests
When you show your ribs to your royal highness,
Just to prove you’re poor in the court of defiance,
You’ll be proved a fugitive, cause’ you lacked an alias,
You return to your own race that’s alien, a place where people told evils,
Where people ended lives to start new, where seagulls cried and larks cooed,
Points proved, mostly guilty, and most lives lying around filthy,
Euthanized like a crime of passion, but poverty had just pinched me
And the scar that remains will always notify,
Down to earth hawkers will always mortify,
Growing at the rate of a bonsai, watered with seas salty dry,
And I ask for their kindness, in my palms acting as a bowl,
As the future untold, is muttered under pages so old
That shall even know that at the doomsday,
We shall even beg for saving the earth today,
We beg for the food, denied off late,
Beg from the roof, to not leak water through the grate
Harvesting nothing but bodies, organs sold for a plate of bread,
We beg for humanity with this empty head, mostly empty hands,
That ask for clean shirts and washed pants,
So the earth cries salt in lagoons, and we wait for cocoons,
Wait for our wings, while we lick food off spoons,
We wait to fly, even mouths so dry that crumbs they spy
All are lies on the megaphone, Molotovs are monotones,
And at the alleyway garbage, we find more than we salvage,
More meat and bones than our own body, it’s like tragedy at the house of john gotti
🔥🔥🔥
Man some of this is straight up gold. had trouble finding the beat once or twice. But overall, you should try to collab and produce it.
Nah this shit is trash
❤
Fladu ma rap é um kuza forti
Xinti um aperto e ka di goçi
Tempo ta passa tempo ta corri
Para e pensa e bu ata xinti blocki
Ka bu pensa ki morti é solucon
Munti ta fala ma sem nocon
Poucos na frenti ki teni codjon
Entra na rap ku xintido na palavra
Xinti mel ta kema kuza li e brava
মৃত মানুষকে
কখনই ফিরে পাওয়া যায়না
তার কথাই ভেবে
শুধু করতে হয় কান্না। 🖤
Look
If you had
One shot
Or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted
In one moment
Would you capture it
Or just let it slip?
Yo
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin'
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's chokin', how, everybody's jokin' now
The clocks run out, times up, over, blaow
Snap back to reality, ope there goes gravity
Ope, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that easy? No
He won't have it, he knows his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope, he knows that, but he's broke
He's so stagnant, he knows, when he goes back to this mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again, yo, this whole rhapsody
Better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
You better
His soul's escaping, through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a New World Order
A normal life is borin', but super stardom's close to post mortem
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows, it's all over, these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's known as the Globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows, he's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose 'cause here goes the cold water
These hoes don't want him no mo', he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmo who flows, he nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds, I suppose it's old partna, but the beat goes on
Da-da-dum, da-dum, da-da
its best beat of yeard its cool for my practice of basket😎
pozdro od kuby
Nice one 🔥🔥🔥
Enterrei nossos sonhos
Nossos planos
Nossa história
Na memória
Eu agradeço
Mas não me reconheço
Você sabe, sempre fui
Uma besta
Enjaulada, condenada
Seus demônios vem depois da criação
Nossos medos sempre foram dizer não
Não em ti, não menti mas não vi o que vivi quando disse que entendi
Você sabe que o tempo foi atento, demorou mais acabou com o vento
E nesse barco velejando sei que vou
Pouco importa se Dummont já vôo
No meu tempo, meu alento. Segurança de não ter a divisão
E se o mar tentar me dizer não
Eu enfrento a maré
Sem cajado, cadeado trancado
Duro predador moral desqualificado
Eu não vou voltar, chorar, chingar, implorar
Quando avisto a terra vejo o quão bom foi velejar
E se o tempo fechar, a chuva molhar ou o barco virar
Eu estive pronto quando aprendi a nadar
Sempre fui homem de me entregar
Nunca fui homem de abandonar
Mas tem que ser homem pra saber quando largar
Eu desejo que o sol sempre beije sua pele
Que a chuva não atrapalhe
E que o vento sempre leve
Pra muito longe de onde quer que eu veleje
Sucesso
Ouuu yaaaaa
You have an i dont know what that i like, a charm that its difficult to explain eyow
Tengo una intriga ke me carcome el alma
No tengo vida pero ella me la salva
Buscando xhito por la madrugada , comiendo perico hasta ke sale el alba
Tengo mil juicios de ningo me salvo
Sigo pintando caundo tengo mono
Vivi de ruina teniendo mis logros vivo esperando ke se enamore dd mi rostro
Pintando chromo, fumando costo,me tiro desde el tercer asalto
Sumando logros , hando de esta vida un recuerdo
Tengo a mi niña viendo salida, a todo lo ke se nos venga encima
Tocando arriba puedo percibir la salida,
Fumando de relax, katando 6k, escribiendo recuerdos tachados de mi lista
Rezo a mi familia por mi lao, echo a los cerdos toda mi angustia
ZEFEEE
C’est l’histoire d’un petit de 16 ans qui n’aime pas l’école
Connu la famille d’accueil une très sombre époque
Préfère bedave avec c’est pote
Et enfreindre les code de la rue
Voler pour lui , c’est ça la ruse
Délit sur délit
Defoncer i ce tape des délires
Pour faire des sous le gun i serait prêt à le sortir
Survêtement croco avec la paire assortie
Dans l’argent sale et non dans les racli
Le benef pour lui c’est la vie
Il c’est fait pt le lundi
Avec 1kil chez lui
3ans d’emprisonnement pour messieurs
Bippp
We rolling We smoking .smoking on this weed got me zoneing ethan pulled outa bong took a hit got me chokin
Portami con te via
Finchè sento che c’è sintonia
Diretti verso altri lidi
Senti di mare i midi
È logico che sorridi
Se trasmetto from city to city
E se ti piace andare in Cadillac si va in Cadillac
Rapidi più di uno speedy
Allora che decidi
È inutile che mi sfidi
Se mi parli dei divi che invidi
Compro una vocale
Scommetto che la notte la passi rinchiuso dentro ad un locale
Pensi che io sia fuori del tutto
Servi I miei soldi lentamente dove li butto
Conquisti il mondo, con il tuo modo di fare
Oggi che dicono c’è ancora poco da inventare
Devi vedere poi che macchine
Per ogni signorina che gode ce ne sono sette in lacrime
Ritornello:
Portami con te via
Finchè sento che c’è sintonia
Diretti verso altri lidi
Senti di mare i midi
È logico che sorridi
Se trasmetto from city to city
E se ti piace andare in Cadillac si va in Cadillac
Rapidi più di uno speedy
Allora che decidi
È inutile che mi sfidi
Se mi parli dei divi che invidi
Si naviga da intrighi a intrighi
Indicandoti il tempo che manca verso altri lidi
Non è mai come credi per la tua lady
Che poi dipende da quello che vedi e individui
Che non c’è, nulla di concreto
Alla base di che, se me lo tieni in segreto
Mi dispiace per te
Che sei rimasto
Con chi non si permette di girare in un nastro
Son tempi mica facili, tempi di indagini,
Che ci troviamo spesso ad essere incapaci di osservare solo immagini
Appiccicate al nostro volto come mucillagini
Leggo il mio oroscopo,
Per questa settimana consiglia di far le rime con in corpo il fosforo
A tutto c’è una risposta fine millennio
Abituati all’idea mantenendo il contegno
La mia è vita la mia è vita
Mi aspetto che tu mi dica,
quale sia l’unica via d’uscita
La mia è vita la mia è vita
Che vuoi che dica,
se con me non si è mai smentita
La mia è vita la mia è vita
M’aspetto che tu mi dica,
quale sia l’unica via d’uscita
quale sia l’unica via d’uscita
Ritornello:
Portami con te via
Finchè sento che c’è sintonia
Diretti verso altri lidi
Senti di mare i midi
È logico che sorridi
Se trasmetto from city to city
E se ti piace andare in Cadillac si va in Cadillac
Rapidi più di uno speedy
Allora che decidi
È inutile che mi sfidi
Se mi parli dei divi che invidi
good homie
tua 100%
Bakajoko świątynia rapu❤
Yo i wish i could bring back those years
I wish my mum could never drop no tears
I wish my self didnt have to live in fear
Im so broke right now, couldn even pay those bills
Yall hanging with friends im at home, no lie
You dont even know how many time i hoped to die, my depression inside, cant even find a way to rise, granma told me pray but i dont believe in god, religion never brought something nice
Im sorry
I know im disappointing, but i will try my best dont even need to worry
Time pass by so fast, now my granma is dying and i can say im in hurry
I swear i will shot my goal, like Curry
Im used to smoke a lot, i see my life blurry
No money, only one piece of bread, i could give up instead of fighting for my best
Your best, no rest, damn shes so beautiful im impressed , couldnt even look under vest
Ops she doesnt have the same interest
OMG 🔥🔥 legend bro 🖖🖖
He is the boss me the second boss 😂🔥
I'm a gal with some big aspirations
So strung up I can't even finish this session
The procesion takes you up to other dimensions
Still dreaming that I be living in mansions
Now I don't wanna shade anybody
Still when I get angry it's getting bloody
Have nobody and fuck somebody
Now get up and get to the party
From the east side of europe
I'm not from compton and still doing dope
We lost hope when russians had us in the scope
You ain't seeing what I think you are
Life is not about benz and caviar
It can be about hardship and pain
Don't resort to sticking needles in your vein
It's a nice place but don't catch a case
In case you don't know we are on the chase
But we ain't reaching what the fuck we teaching
Man, life out here got me preaching
Politicians taking the path of leaching
Population still believing that a woman is witching
The only stake you'll see me on is a golden one
That's it, peace out, i did it for fun
U dope man💶
@@sacmadic she said she a gal
Amazing bars, link to your music please
Fire!! 🔥🔥💪
Gaboné mania prt 3 ❤️💙💛
Sit back, relax, take another hit
I don't ever miss, when I grip the mic
It's time to remisense
Every day I get it Poppin, swaggin out like I been shopping
Gotta get the heads nodding, flying off like Mary poppin
Dope bro!
Respect from Greece!
nf APs
Ja
Du sagst: „Drip“, bitte, stop it
Fünf APs, wenn ich droppe (ich)
Buscapé war mal Vorbild (Zickzack)
Pust Haze in den Orbit
Du sagst: „Drip“, bitte stop it (stop)
„Augen zu und durch“, unser Motto seit klein auf (schon immer)
Brothers gehen rein, raus, abgefuckter Kreislauf (ey)
Egal was, wir kennen uns alle mit dem Preis aus (du weißt)
Es is' low-key, wenn ich abends durch die Stadt lauf'
Ich pass' auf, denn ich hab Bubbles in den Socken (ye)
Junkies wollen Schneeflocken, denn der Teufel tut sie locken (wey)
Egal, ob im Norden, im Süden, Westen oder im Osten
Wir sind connected, die Jungs liefern wöchentlich feine Knospen
Vom Trappen mit Pieceplatten zu dickes Kies machen (Money, Money)
Mit Bitches am Beach tanzen, nur das feinste Weed paffen (Latinas)
Alles, was du tust kommt zurück
Gib ei'm Kunden feinste Mati schon morgen kommt er zurück (Junkie)
Und setze null Hoffnung auf Glück
Gott hat für jeden einen Plan, ich komm' nach oben Stück für Stück
Es ist verrückt, fast jeder meiner Jungs macht auf Straße Geld, harte Welt
Sag, wer fängt dich auf, wenn du einmal fällst? (Sag mir)
Fünf APs, wenn ich droppe (ich)
Buscapé war mal Vorbild (Zickzack)
Pust Haze in den Orbit
Du sagst: „Drip“, bitte stop it (stop)
Fünf APs, wenn ich droppe (ich)
Buscapé war mal Vorbild (Zickzack)
Pust Haze in den Orbit
Du sagst: „Drip“, bitte stop it (stop)
Smooth-Operator auf der Straße mit dem Beyda, ah
Zu viele Hater, denn ich balle wie ein Laker (Kobe)
Jay is' frisch vom Hafen, auf dem Kilo ist der Stempel drauf
Ja, ich sorg' dafür, dass meine Mama keine Rente braucht (niemals)
Dein Beef heißt hier nix gutes Bruder, ich verkauf' dir gutes Puder (Eins-A)
Ziehen und nicht pusten, Bruder, das hier ist kein Standard-Rap (no)
Guck', ich lass dich bluten, Bruder, ficke deine Zukunft, Bruder (ja)
Junkie drückt die Kugel ab, das hier ist kein Standard-Stress
Jays-Bounce makellos (das ist die Stadt)
GeO-Wash mit Azeton
Bald können wir ein Ganzes holen
Ja, ich lass' die Schlampe blowen (blowen)
Bei uns wird es erst ab 100 Gramm interessant
Bring' den Scheiß an den Mann, ab jetzt nie wieder blank, ja (never)
Teufel und Engel spielen in mir Schnick-Schnack-Schnuck (wer gewinnt?)
Mach' mir nicht auf trat, weil du grade fünfzig Dinger pushst (fünfzig)
Du siehst, dass ich Money mit der Clique mach' (Money)
Und wenn es „Klick“ macht, läufst du im Zickzack (im Zickzack)
Fünf APs, wenn ich droppe (ich)
Buscapé war mal Vorbild (Zickzack)
Pust Haze in den Orbit
Du sagst: „Drip“, bitte stop it (stop)
Fünf APs, wenn ich droppe (ich)
Buscapé war mal Vorbild (Zickzack)
Pust Haze in den Orbit
Du sagst: „Drip“, bitte stop it (stop
Wow nice beat❤ keep it up 🔥 on this beat
[Припев]
Поднимаюсь в небо, затем падаю на землю
Sorry, прошло время, теперь я тебе не верю
Очень незаметно, ты стоишь за моей дверью
Не пойму, что делать, мои нервы на пределе
x2
[Куплет]
Взял тебя за руку, ты держала лишь за плечи
Ты влюбилась в душу, от чего мне стало легче
К чёрту эти тусы, ты останься хоть на вечер
Помню наши будни, это в сердце всё навечно
Тобой очарован, но колючий, будто розы
Я вернусь к тебе тогда, когда я стану взрослым
Пропаду наверно и объявят даже розыск
Ты придёшь ко мне, не захочу знать даже, кто ты
Я давлю на мозг тебе, как будто менингит
Я не люблю ложь, и я прошу тебя, не лги
Будет рай, я знаю, только там не будем мы
Ничто неисправно, тогда от меня беги
[Припев]
Поднимаюсь в небо, затем падаю на землю
Sorry, прошло время, теперь я тебе не верю
Очень незаметно, ты стоишь за моей дверью
Не пойму, что делать, мои нервы на пределе
x2
Чел как можно с тобой связаться
Dans la cité où les rêves s'entremêlent,
Les rues résonnent des histoires qu'on dévoile.
Au coin de chaque rue, une vie à raconter,
Des destins entrelacés, à jamais ancrés.
Le bitume chaud sous les pas pressés,
Les regards parlent d'une réalité blessée.
Cité émergente, énergie persistante,
Chaque jour est une lutte, une résistance.
Les murs graffités, témoins de nos rêves,
Des poètes urbains, des esprits qui soulèvent.
Entre les barres d'immeubles, des étoiles cachées,
Des éclats d'espoir dans l'ombre dévoilés.
Les gamins dans la rue, des rêves plein les yeux,
Dansent avec la vie, défiant les cieux.
Cité en effervescence, mosaïque de cultures,
Chaque mur, chaque coin, résonne de murmures.
Les nuits animées, entre ombre et lumière,
Les échos des défis, des rires, des prières.
La cité respire, palpite au rythme du bit,
Entre les ruelles sombres, des éclats de kit.
Des héros anonymes, des bâtisseurs de demain,
Cherchant la lumière au bout du chemin.
La cité, c'est un poème, une symphonie,
Où la vie compose son propre récit infini.
Des bouches qui parlent, des cœurs qui battent,
Dans cette cité, où chaque rue éclate.
Entre les buildings qui touchent le ciel,
Les rêves prennent vie dans cette cité rebelle.Dans la cité où les rêves s'entremêlent,
Les rues résonnent des histoires qu'on dévoile.
Au coin de chaque rue, une vie à raconter,
Des destins entrelacés, à jamais ancrés.
Le bitume chaud sous les pas pressés,
Les regards parlent d'une réalité blessée.
Cité émergente, énergie persistante,
Chaque jour est une lutte, une résistance.
Les murs graffités, témoins de nos rêves,
Des poètes urbains, des esprits qui soulèvent.
Entre les barres d'immeubles, des étoiles cachées,
Des éclats d'espoir dans l'ombre dévoilés.
Les gamins dans la rue, des rêves plein les yeux,
Dansent avec la vie, défiant les cieux.
Cité en effervescence, mosaïque de cultures,
Chaque mur, chaque coin, résonne de murmures.
Les nuits animées, entre ombre et lumière,
Les échos des défis, des rires, des prières.
La cité respire, palpite au rythme du bit,
Entre les ruelles sombres, des éclats de kit.
Des héros anonymes, des bâtisseurs de demain,
Cherchant la lumière au bout du chemin.
La cité, c'est un poème, une symphonie,
Où la vie compose son propre récit infini.
Des bouches qui parlent, des cœurs qui battent,
Dans cette cité, où chaque rue éclate.
Entre les buildings qui touchent le ciel,
Les rêves prennent vie dans cette cité rebelle.