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On ne sait pas quelle direction emprunter Sur cette route sombre, ou nous mener ? Toutes ces putes rendent les choses dures Dixième séance, percée sur le mur Une de ces vies, je vais redresser les torts Quels péchés j'ai eu bien tort Avec le Père, le Fils, je me bats en chemin Pluie sur moi, c'est certain Je me suis senti coupable, j'ai eu honte Six magazines destinés à ma tombe J'ai fait beaucoup, qu'est-ce la célébrité ? C'est un jeu pour moi, j'ai fait le son d'l'été ? Dors, je n'ai pas eu d'affaire avec ça Je me soucie trop, je veux trop partager Trop dans ma tête, je veux m'arrêter Je ne suis pas là, je suis une âme complexe Ils m'ont posé, puis brisé en pièce Et la moralité est poussière, je manque de confiance Cette fois-ci, je me fais confiance Tout le monde sauf moi, j'avance Tout le reste échoue, j'étais moi-même J'en ai fini avec la peur, j'en ai fini avec moi-même Cette année, tu ferais d'en avoir toi-même J'aimerais que tu me comptes J'aimerais que tu me comptes J'aimerais que tu me comptes J'aimerais que tu me comptes J'aimerais que tu me comptes J'aimerais que tu me comptes J'aimerais que tu me comptes J'aimerais que tu me

fck, I've been listening all day

Bout a few beats from this guy and never received them, stay away!

This guy is a scam, not his beats. Bought a few and never received the beat. Stay away

I’m Kendrick lamar’s forgotten cousin, check my music out if you don’t believe me

Is this copyright free?

Is this beat sold?

So fire this sample🔥🔥🔥

mesh ha daye3 waate be aalam btaamel helaa mday3a waata be ena aam taamel helaa l sb3 sade2e byes2alsh shu rasmela hall ard kela 2lub fa ntbhlee ala 2zezak

Imma leave the tag on this beat because this is excellence

Souncloud ?🙏

Bangerrr 🔥🔥🔥🔥

This beat runs down my data subscription plan. I love it❤🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽

I need

Wow ❤❤❤

Cool

I’m here for this ☝️

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Mueve el culo deja de ser un vago Con la excusa de que es hay mucho paro El trabajo me ha dejado delgado La pereza la he dejado de lado Ya no robo corazones helados Ya he conseguido el tesoro a mi lado La fem**ista siempre pide sa***

Great beat switch, even the pic goes hard 🔥

Something about this is so inspiring Keep it up

Imma Be On Top! God’s Wimme! 🔥🙏🏼🌎

Pt1 00:00 Pt2 01:07

Love the melody on this beat bro 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🖤

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I thought you totally ripped off the original but I realized that this is just a better version...

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An thit cho with my homie !!!

parezco lebrón Encesto en el aro Mientras fumo un blunt (fumamo uno blunt) Ando perdido en el party buscando una shorty que me diga big daddy Salimos del after oliendo a mari Yo tengo colgado una cruz Por si se acerca tu perra a pedirme más Yo suelto los versos, rapeo de nuevo me montó en el beat y quemamo al resto Ando relajado sin importar lo que digan Entramos al estudio, para en el futuro estar en tarima Yo tengo elegancia, en cada uno de mis versos Me hago viral sin necesidad de comprarle a ellos Versatilidad cada que rapeo, yo me hago extrañar si no saco un tema de nuevo

I love your beat Man❤

J’ai pris décision comme ma vie comme pour ma famille igo j’ai plus confiance en tous qui parle des vautours affamer qui cherche que profiter j’suis dans l’impasse j’suis jamais le destin m’appelle mais j’suis pas libre un instant j’fais un tube

Jado puchaya ma tere baare 😢

J copped the beat bro right on

I started to rap😂😂 good job

I’m tryna break away I’m tryna break away from the fear, from the doubt I’m tryna break away From the darkness that holds us down Depression is a real thing You won’t even notice, you don’t feel things It’ll become routine When life falls off course and start spiraling Trying to stay afloat when the wave aren’t tidying God said you could confide in me Have faith that I’ll take you through anything He gave us Jesus Jesus gave us life Jesus gave the church a wedding ring And that. Gave us a light Showed us that there’s a way to make things right

It’s never too late But I got church on Sunday I got love like all day Going to fast gonna hit the brakes I don’t wanna waste my time with you gotta know if your love true I don’t wanna waste my life I don’t really know if it too late? I don’t wanna hate bro I just wanna lay low I ain’t really tryna change gonna stay broke Uh imma give it to you straight baby I’m just gonna disintegrate How’s our kid ay what’s his name I don’t wanna say but I miss you bae What if I came back, is it too late Sorry that held back what if I can change What if I listened I’m not the same Just let me know girl if it’s too late

wrestling late night insomnia gasping for breathe got hypoxia razor and straw got the oxy cut I’m going to sleep where a monster does outside is global hysteria sirens and drugs in my area some lions that thugs growing weary of im outside to box I might parry up might bloody a blade with no alibi the weak holding on while the strong survive plus what is a bee to a butterfly? the shuttering seems to just multiply 2 bedroom with cheap renovations No heat or ac got me panting ill make it in time I’m just graizing keep rolling up cheap medication take a bite of the forbidden fruit oil burners it’s a serpents food praying god I hope I make it through the valley of shadows these demons crude walk through these desolate sidewalks blood on the pavement with white chalk a jungle deserted where crows squawk they ravage the bodies and fly off dark light alley where fiends hang at 7/11 the gangs bang San Mateo Zuni where I stay when I leave the house I wear war paint a widow family will grieve we all screaming R.I.P lost to many to the streets can’t wear my heart on my sleeve one weakness they taking advantage stay bruised up so I wear a bandage it’s war here and I cannot stand it my ex like “I can’t take the baggage” i left her it’s been bout a week now i popped pills like I was a senile in a cell waiting for pretrial called up my lawyer then redialed

El hombre moderno te folla sin sentimiento No quieren religión ni quieren arrepentimiento La tierra está muriendo ya lo hueles en el viento Lo siento pero ya nunca me tiento Si no te conviene dices que ya no me acuerdo Tu eres el GPS así que ven si no me pierdo Si alguno de esos tontos te quiere tirar la caña Le dejo un ojo ciego ded recuerdo Te hace si ? Lo olvidamos y nos vamos hacia el frenesí Solo porque si Que le den a estos pringados Solo porque si Y la gente de Twitter Que coño está pasando ? Que me estoy perdiendo? No me estoy enterando Estoy demasiado random Ten cuidado Niño que te voy hacer la pupa

So nice..😨

I just wanna party Sorry I ain’t sorry Yardy like I’m Gardy Winning like Lombardi She ain’t permanent yeah don’t call her a sharpie Yeah she gonna leave thinking in like heartbeat Ay we got highs and lows And that’s just how it goes And We just tryna get some confidence to flow Lord thank you for this offering I will never let it go Uh we all on a mission Living forgiveness Grandma superstitious Using what I’m given And I got a vision Bad at decisions Spread the religion Got no condition Sometimes you gotta give in Sometimes you gotta listen To your heart it’s hard to get ambition But hey we gonna make it we gonna finish We got, Thoughts in your head, you exhausted then go to bed You’ve been working real hard It’s okay to get some rest ay Don’t need my regards just want you as a friend ay I just wanna party Sorry I ain’t sorry Yardy like I’m Gardy Winning like Lombardi She ain’t permanent yeah don’t call her a sharpie Yeah she gonna leave thinking in like heartbeat

you did so well, dwag

24 hours every night and day Alienated by my zeal, looking for an escape From the chores and the choice mistrust could bring The boulder fashioned like my Jansport But, at least who gon help me carry em' Look around, but the whole world's carrying... Hoping that someone could hear me out Praying that someone could take me out. I locked myself in the room all day, affirming I'll be okay. One turned to two, two turned to four, seven days a week, I failed to give myself a break. What's the need of being great when you can't help your faith? Fell on my knees, tears from soul I beat my chest. I can't control. What's going on behind the scenes, inside this frame is a conflict where mortals meet divinity. Can't get rid of my filthy, can't embrace a newer me. Look at the mirror, what I see? A piece ashamed of reflecting me. To the public I'm a blessing, but to myself all I see are my regrets and woes. Indulged myself deep in her warmth for confidence but bruised my connection with God (God). My fellowship with Love. Where's the heart to lean on when you all never cared? Where's the life to live from when I could feel death stares? Isolate myself from y'all bullshit, I just need internally peace and quiet flowing streams. Bliss and perfect harmony, with me, myself and God. United as one, hop out on life with God on the driver's seat. Man, who gon' front? Ad lib: (I grief different for you my friend) Huh! I wish you gon count me out I wish you gon count me out I wish you gon count me out

Kendrick should hop on this and call it "B*tch Don't Kill My Vibe pt. 2". 🔥🔥

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