[FREE] JID Type Beat "End Times"
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- Опубліковано 29 вер 2024
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Bouta go on a crazy run
This is beauty🩸
The legend
you da GOAT fam
LETS GOOOOOO
Yo I bought this can you hmu I made contact
Drummington 🔥
Me encanta
Trippy bro this is dopeee
0:38
I mean no disrespect, but let me interject,
it's beyond evident, that I’m born fresh from deaf
feeling blessed from death, I’m feeling back to earth,
but my obsessiveness, has put me back to work,
am I obsessed, I guess, don’t really have to search,
but obsession is part of the afterburn,
the incessant hiss, is one I had to earn,
share existence with, until we naturally merged
think it has to hurt? You can know that forsure,
but only half it irks, the other’s actually turnt,
I’ve amassed some worth, don’t have to ask the church,
is it who blasphemed first? Or who has blasphemed worse?
how I craft a verse, based on my acts and words,
it’s like attacking nerves, all with a tact superb
although I lack the urge, you know I pack a surge,
of both jabs & curves, you gon’ have to learn
and I’m after yours, cuz I’ve been giving up mine
I’m done living behind, all types of ribbons & ties,
if I dont get with the times, then how I can I hit the high,
I feel when I spit a rhyme, that’s real, authentic, & wise
it’s like, i’ve minimized, planning on my demise,
maybe sinning sometimes, glimpsing the mirror just fine
while I’m still facing uncertainty, it’s certainly not hurting me,
it’s helping me, it’s healing me, unreal how it appeals to me
somewhere floating through space n time, my conscious mind, wake sleeping on fate, fake mufukas always gon hate retiring near a lake's on my mind, Got no face, no time catch me quick chasing that sunshine; corona in hand warm feeling on my face on beach some place far away from here.
Fire
This is really good mr producer! This is what I would call talent - just my oppinion 🌎
2nd
По утрам грязны Сэм вспоминал о любви
Ему в голову стучались пророчеые стихи
Все это доводило до безумия
Понимая что один навсегда
Что не одна звезда не горит для меня
В холодному поту шептал Сэм
Как же исцелиться на веки
Может закрыть свои веки
И восход будет безболезнен
Муки муки в голове муки
Суки суки в жизни суки
Как же не сойти с ума
-| .the last set of snares to close the loop was the icing on the cake. |-
and just discovered by accident how to do that
check out some of my beats
Jajaja
tous disent tous disent pareils
parce que Tout disparaît
j’aimerai que ma peur disparaisse
mais je suis au moins 10 par être ouais
jsuis fou mais les autres disent pareils
limite taré
entre frérots pas de besoin d’parler
j’ai la clio mais j’reve d’harley
I love it can I san pole done wanna make no money off it but if doe will surely give u an great amount of it please an thank u go something would like to do with it with ur permission
eu vejo anjos e demonios
nao sei mais se é sonho ou nao
sempre que eu paro e componho
eu nem sinto mais o chao
é como se eu levitasse
te mostrasse a solução
pro caos dessa cidade
que fede a destruição
que pede demolição
demonios querem paixao
anjos querem um propósito
além de adoração
minha mente em ebulição
sinto tanta confusão
humanos só querem
sorriso e aprovação
eu to marolado
com cheiro de erva
olho vermelho
ta sem colirio
eu tenho tudo
sobre meu domínio
sou tão louco as vezes
esse é meu delirio
com a mente mutante
igual xmen
olho de ciclope
fumando blun
fazendo chover
tipo money rain
atrás dessa grana
igual money run
esconde essa grana
dos federais
me dá minha cartela
de fenergan
eu to delirando com a
cardi b
vendo o tempo passar
no meu cardigan
eu só peço um minuto de paz
acordei na guerra do vietna
kkkk olha do que eu sou capaz
acho q ce virou fã
fumo medicinal
de amsterdã
ela pede sapato
da laboutan
eu só peço um minuto
sozinho no quarto
pra apaziguar minha mente vilã
linhas pegando fogo
igual charizard
pra me copiar
nem com sharingan
q eu me sinto completo
igual megazord
me sinto mais forte
do que amanhã
esse mundo todo
é de croma key
eu nao acredito
no que vem das telas
só nas estranhas
que eu vi aqui
longe dos holotes
das artes belas
ali na rua
de baixo de casa
perto do poste
e das latas de lixo
eu vi se formar
uma obra de arte
elaborada com
latas de pixo
escondida por tras
da sujeira do tempo
enferrujada por tras
da cortina
de fumaça
desse movimento
maquiada
por essa neblina
eu te vejo
....
e sua aparição
me causa dopamina
sempre que bate
na minha retina
capaz de mudar
toda minha rotina
surpreendentemente
repentina
fixada no meu cerebelo
tipo um desejo reprimido
no fundo nem quero tê-lo
nesse momento na minha memória
se pa que bate o martelo
no tribunal sem lei
que eu descarrego desapego
e apego meu próprio ser na minha arte
dividindo o meu ser em tantas partes
agora eu vejo anjos e demônios
acho que eles vieram ter um debate
eles vieram provar pontos
trouxeram bons argumentos
me falaram que eu preciso
dar mais valor ao tempo
parar de me importar
com tanta merda
e parar de reprimir
todos esses sentimentos
que eu guardei aqui dentro
do peito por tanto tempo
que agora nem sei mais
como que eu faço pra tirar
me acostumei tanto
pensamento turbulento
que agora o silencio
nao me deixa respirar
sinto suor no meu rosto
sangue pulsa nas artérias
eu me sinto como aquela
obra de arte velha
nessa analogia
a minha mente aprende
um resultado que
claramente me surpreende
me sinto como
aquela pintura velha
que ainda faz sentido
quando alguem entende
me sinto assim
quando eu escrevo e alguem lê
percebe a entrelinhas
do que eu queria dizer
no fundo a nota vê minha alma
e tudo que eu botei track
pra poder fazer
é por isso que eu faço isso
isso ninguem vê
longe de toda uma geração
de control v
essa track aqui falou comigo
escuta ela aí e vê se fala com você
Lord please tell me
What's wrong with me
I'm moving like I can't see
But never trip ,the walking anomaly
Stuck deep down constantly
Never make it out ,just peek
Better than the rest ,not even close to the peak
Rocking the boat ,down shits creek
Fuck with me ,end up six feet deep
U get hit by the lightning strike
After thunder fades
See stars ,while ur soul escapes
Suggestion pause after end up not before
how do you make these quality beats with quantity you're insane man
(jid harmonizing to beat)
And I ask myself what the use in trying
when everyone around me is constantly lying
Sick of it all I feel like I'm dying
sick of styling get to wilin on all of you bi****es
constantly they see what it meant to me, a real og one you can't see
like cena,
life weaver swear I eat ya
like a demon that you need to complete ya
I don't even compete yah
all these b****es like dogs of the leashes
please jesus christ save me from myself
feel trapped but I can't reach out for help
my mental health been gone long ago
you already know tho bro told you plenty times, when I spit my flames
And shit they get sick of the rhymes
like you said that too many times my guys I despise any lines that you freestyle
please don't go crazy god save me from walking another mile
alone again I go in again feel like I'm off my medicine
going off with the pen before I go off the deep end and rescind
to a darker place where I can feel the end
lets go full send
fuck it, outta love and outta luck its something I ain't even mean to do
did you get the clue?
The secret messages I be weaving,
sometimes life's deceiving but you stick to believing there's a purpose to ya bleeding
Flemme de m'présenter
qui j'suis ou j'suis
un glandeur qui s'branle
midi minuit
j'ai toujours pas le sens de mon essence
dis moi que tu m'aimes
dis moi que tu m'détestes
j'men bas les couilles
j'parle en kick j'parle en caisse claire
j'part en vrille chaque jour
ma vie quand est ce qu'elle se termine
la certitude de finir avec des cernes la nuit
j'betom, je cherche un truc qui me sert d'appuis
et qu'on soit claire quand j'parle de la misère
j'parle de se que j'vois de ce que j'ressent de ce que j'bois a chaque hiver
j'suis egocentrique et romantique
une belle manière de dire de j'aime le sexe
on était 2 a jouir a chaque partie de jambe
et a la fin c'est elle qui m'baise
j'bois assez mais j'me rassure car j'suis loin de la farine blanche
une envie d'crever
de creuser ma propre tombe
que mon gardien rougissent de mon propre sang
le pire c'est j'en connais même pas les raisons
et ce putain d'aire resonne
mais j'connais la clef de la serrure
car elle est faite en or
le seul quelle truc quelle simule pas
c'est quand j'la baise encore
faut que j'féconde ma décennie
pour créer des déshérité
car ce que j'secrète vont se rapprocher du génie et
j'veux pas des doses l'unité
ne pas finir célébre c'est inutile
comme refouler sa part de féminité
y'a que mon corps que j'dilapide
mais la vérité
j'peux faire confiance qu'en mbappe sur penalty depuis la suisse
on pera chère la paix ne soit pas d'accord
mais certaine guerre peuvent éviter un Ragnarök
donc j'arrête de faire l'aveugle
je retrouve du réconfort chez ma veuve
j'attire les âmes errantes
comme un rebeu attire les keufs
il la mettre dans l'fion
ma rédemption finir heureux pas dans l'aigreur
et se réjouir de la réussite de ma propre sœur
j'subis trop comme les homos
comme les trop gros gosse
j'ai beau parler c'est un monologue
l'impression d'être un hologramme
j'me suis perdu dans le second rôle
on parle a ceux qu'on prend
pas a ceux qu'on donne
j'ai pas les manettes
je cherche le Crystal pour avoir le contrôle
je fais rimer voyelle et consonne
car y'a que dans ca que je me sens fort
a quoi s'étend ma palette artistique
a ma vie, a parler de meuf de rat de tise
amatrice dégage des endroits salit
les cause qui me touche me concerne pas
comme si j'étais un spectateur
les seul fois ou on lève les bars
c'est quand le barca gagne
ou qu'un reuf conclu avec la femme d'un cocu
ou un gros cum, ou simplement de le voir conquis
mesdames vous êtes pas mienne mais la bienvenu
je connais le sort réservé par les hommes
et qu'les traumatisme sont insolubles
soigné vous avec des trucs qui soigne
loin des regards pesant
j'ai pensait a toi a l'aube
j'en est mal jusqu'à la moelle, ca m'vénère
avant d'rapper j'ai des relents, après j'begere
j'me sens vide j'me sens très vert
j'me suis cru céleste comme ener
la vérité, comment dire la vérité
allez y évitez moi
moi je cherche que des billets
arc en ciel, ca marque comme Halland erling
ca chatte a l'envers me massant l'pénis
j'parle de sexe tu parles de sexisme
My future bleak, steel-hand serenade
One-man stand holding a hand-grenade
I Blend into crowds like I'm cellular prepaid
My life was a blend of spices no treat-day
Adidas on my feet in the month of May
By august Mother couldn't afford to repay
By a holy choice my still-birth wasn't a BJ
Cause every bill we had was a split three-way
The road ahead's an obstacle course not a freeway
I might still smoke but I don’t see Jay
If Silent Bob asks where I am tell him I need space
I’m on a long journey again to throw my feet away
Cause I’m waist-deep now in this thought-decay
Had a nightmare that we didn’t have our sun-ray
Now I’m stuck here throwing shared files away
It shouldn't take Chucky to know
that what we had was just Childs play
J’peux pas m’empecher d’caler plusieurs phase en seul temps
Tu m’voyais rapper mais pas être aussi bon
Allez
Rien n’est assez insultant
Dale dale
Met des coups
i think im twisted tripped up like fire on ice
im like an old school kick it back high on life
you wanna pop shit then pop shit like perc on vics
was troubled teen, black sheep, "im just fine"
i aint fine tho walkin blind i guess the devil took his shot
ina battle with my demons catch me stuck up, in my thoughts
but understood is what i am and all the things i am not
drinkin henny out the bottle see shadeim i fuckin dropped
amortecido, me sinto até amordaçado
Sedado,controlado pelos seus castigos
Acontecido,esse destino já foi traçado
Embalado igual bala perdida , eu perdido no seu caminho
Meus fardos, são pesados mas carrego-os sozinhos
Mas na ladeira tenho tropeçado em pensar em nós quando ia indo
Olhando pra cima, os pássaros, sem ver as baratas, vestígios
Os mistérios das ruas , as ilusões a cerca do trilho
No caminho do trilho do trem, muito além do mal e do bem
Mas meu bem, não entenda mal, com você tudo é bom e real
Acho que eu não sou tão bom , do tipo que te convém
Mas proponho um romance leal, união do tipo astral
Não sou do tipo lições de moral, na escola nem fazia lição
Quem me ensinou foi a vida e toda sua trajetória
De Erros e glórias, lástima e comemoração
E sobre nós,a lição vai ficar na moral da história
Nois talvez no mural da fama, ou um piche no hall de entrada
Oque importa e que bem ou mal, é juntos que fizemos história amortecido, me sinto até amordaçado
Sedado,controlado pelos seus castigos
Acontecido,esse destino já foi traçado
Embalado igual bala perdida , eu perdido no seu caminho
Meus fardos, são pesados mas carrego-os sozinhos
Mas na ladeira tenho tropeçado em pensar em nós quando ia indo
Olhando pra cima, os pássaros, sem ver as baratas, vestígios
Os mistérios das ruas , as ilusões a cerca do trilho
No caminho do trilho do trem, muito além do mal e do bem
Mas meu bem, não entenda mal, com você tudo é bom e real
Acho que eu não sou tão bom , do tipo que te convém
Mas proponho um romance leal, união tipo astral
It's showing signs
The reapers been taking lives,
So stay inside,
And pray you'll find a way to brave the end of times.
This_is 🙏✨Faith-work👆this_A
BAR_for_the : Frame•work,
this is aches-hurts e•lectric exchange
when u was Layn burnt ,
rays burst...it..
wont b_the same since(/sense/CENTS
imuh• CHANGE•.. splurge💰
...
came from the DIRT
like
that__haze in my hand lit°
they aint in my bandwidth,
YOU riding with: ..The Baphomet,
im Brandishing PAGES✍️
PRO•tector likes sage is
Brought a Septer like SAGES_we
AIN'T the_SaMe_TexTUre_THis a
DIFF•rent_ arrangement,
BRistles_like : Blade-tips_getting
GRiZZLE •like Grills (Bear grills),
wasnt for the Mills/meals ,just was
starving 4
feels
La vallée des morts est saturée
Cape de satin, calme a siffler la lune levée
Pleine elle reflete des âmes affolées
Qu'as tu su de l'autre côté, mon hermlte adoré
Cap sur une rivière d'or, pirate des corps esseulés
Comme un sérieux qui nous frappe
Le crépuscule est une étape que seule la fin dévoile
Afin d'éviter tout contact,
l'ivresse fait bon rempart
Les rêves se comparent à un message venant de la montagne
Il n'y a qu'en ces Dieux que je ne peux croire
Puisque je refuse de boire
Les flots d'alcool et leurs paroles illusoires
Qu'as tu su de l'autre côté, mon hermlte adoré
Cap sur une rivière d'or, pirate des corps esseulés
Comme un sérieux qui nous frappe étrangle
Le crépuscule est une étape que seule la fin dérange
thanks nice beat :)
Oh nah, This is me.
i'm bouta snap bruv
I'll never be played
My song aint over
Fuck all closure
I like me sober
To be fulfilled
I not real not fake
Watch my soul
Ignore my face
Sic
SOUL FIRE IN DA BOOTH COOKING
SUBBED - Imma go through your other beats later. awesome beat bro
TOO SLICK BRO. damn.
You never miss bro
She says she loves me
She says she hates me
She says she never truly loved me
All she did was play me
Then she runs talking shit like that boy crazy
I am on my mother ship, skating
MY souls the goat escaping out this matrix
Voices in my head say I knew you’d make it
Welcome home my friend
Don’t fall in love with her games again
Remember GOD said
Satan is the prince of this land
BACK at ground ZERO jumping through some 0’s again
Formed out of smoking up perceptions
Blessings in these curses did you learn the lesson
Up these blows-ing out this smoke, its time for WAR
SHE says she loves
She would lie cheat steal n kill for me
She’s lying cheating steal all my love from me
She thinks she’s killing me
Stripped to my core
This pain is healing me
Remembering who I am
So I spit this HEAT mmmmmmm
MY soul is warming up this cld wrld
When I singgggg
She says she loves
Bitch you don’t even love she’s
SO HOW YOU EVER GONNA LOVE ME
So she says she hates, she never loved me, all she did was play me,
I see you at your rawest self, your soul is lovely, so I sing to she
To your light deep beneath your nasty, cold ugly side
SHE says she loves me
But she don’t even LOVE she
SO WHO PLAYED WHO if YOU IS ME IF IT WAS ME, only if it was SHEEeeee
Loveeessss meeeeeeeeeeeeee
She say that she love me hate me I can’t say she crazy
Cause I’m the one that’s been loosing it LATELY
MAYBE I’m stupid
i knew that she would do this
MAYBE just maybe
We could work it through this
she say fucking maybe
If you only could pay me
And be a slave on the daily cause I’m yo queen and you can’t fucking hate me
But fuck that shit I need a queen not a baby and maybe just MAYBE,
I don’t need you but you need ME but I can’t stay cause fuck you and your family I’d rather leave and take my time and find some peace
Dope vibe
Unikamy uczuc a one wracaja tu zaraz wychodze sam wiec po co mam klamac widze znow siebie w tym swiecie i to tak od dawna sam na wyspie powtarza sie mantra czy moze spelnia sie sen ja nie wiem i nie chce juz wiedziec zachowaj pretensje i odloz je na bok bo nie chce juz wiedziec czy u ciebie lepiej
Chill af, I'm trying to come up with some lyrics for this. Very awesome. 👍
I love this
Damnnnn🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Bro, I was able to put some soul into this one
Dope drums
Pure genius
Я теряю себя в их взглядах
В самых глупых самых вкрадчевых
В самых разных
Всё реже за толпой
Но я всё чаще пру на красный
Полюби меня таким
Чтоб я даже не старался
Nah hold up 🔥 👀
Crazy drums bro
nice beat
This Dope
🔥🔥💯
See me walkin
Hear me talkin
Whole crowd pop out
I just walked in
I get money often
I’m tryna amount to something
I’m a peace maker life taker bread winner bread getter but my mind all clogged up like a cellar
I just walked in
I’m like what’s poppin?
I think I can hear these drugs talkin
Karma is a bitch and she comes often
You can’t escape her
So just stack your paper
I ain’t no damn complainer
I stand on business, I’m no procrastinator
Im on a road to riches follow me I’ll be your navigator
@@BFree775
me, im more of a smoke weed and chill type
like is money even real type
it just seems like tool and steal and build pipe
feed your mountain side to a mill, right
and we supposed to go along with it?
and they leave us with no option, shit?
and they take from our pocket, deposit it
crafting narratives for populace
ya'll been lied to, I'm not what the problem is