Mix so clean my phone is vibrating in my hand and it feels healing and soothing. Like those massage things for your hand? My phone is giving off that vibration. Early the best mix ive heard in the past year. PURE EAR CANDY
Toast for the days it was over Now my mindset changed, it’s mid October Still haven’t accepted I’ll be 20 in December And memories live forever, I’ve got plenty to remember My youth is full of gaps, really hard to render The truth I feels a trap, I’m never looking back Cause the day I feel the clap of pain I pushed away to the back of my brain I won’t ever feel the same, but I haven’t felt the same in a long time I’ve been travelling the present with a long lost mind Head is severed, up in heaven with some long lost time I was heading for a future full of long lost rhymes Giving up was definitely an option until I saw progression But when intaking toxins, I noticed my expressions was pure What I was jotting was pain I was suppressing and now I see succession I’m seeing it right in front of me The visions of what I am gonna be I’m living but sick of monotony But it’s gonna give me monopoly I’ll be paid, but feelings I’ll feel them, I feel I won’t ever be tame And trust when I say this, I don’t think any payment rids you of shame, mistakes you hate that you’re making The fame will change you, estrangement all you gon’ feel from the people hang with It seems lonely at the top There’s a reason why they say it is, they don’t say it just because Ain’t no difference how I’m living now, let mama know we good Like a Celtic, ball for the green I don’t feel it’s all that it seems I don’t feel it’s all that it seems I don’t feel it’s all that it seems x4
I’ll articulate the class in this illuminated script, get a grip on the word, shine light like a flashlight, words paint a map, then I scribble on the back that the billions are stacked, full of cash that they grab, it’s the caste of the class, add it up, do the math, check the bucks, see the gap, fucked up like a mast as the hurricane winds crush states in their path, the richest want a war worse than others in the past, the richest own the means and they’re ready to attack, swing, stoke things up like a fire for the smokescreen, selling all the guns then they blame it on the dope fiend, soapbox preach but they’re Sauron with gold rings, It's not complex, a culture of conmen, cuz greed’s the motivation for them dropping their gauntlet, the bombs over Iran, or however that song went, it doesn’t really matter, it’s a similar context In the Middle East, or Vietnam with Viet Cong, they hear the sound of a propeller then the writing’s on the wall, have you ever counted up how many died to get a buck, or where the fuck we’re headed if we’re headed anywhere at all We’re a war machine that’s sitting in the pocket of capital, to resist it is deplorable they’ll label you a radical, they’ll stick you in a cell to rot in permanent sabbatical, they’ll make you disappear like the phenomenon was magical, I could write a list, but fuck it go ahead and Google it, Patrice Lumumba, Che Guevara, read about it, noodle how the fuck we got so brutal like democracy’s a pseudonym, yeah, Biden’s pretty shitty but the corporations using him I’ll name it, I’m like a broken record always complaining, I spit a token bit of dissidence, the dissonance greatens, I’m always rapping never acting, always making a statement, I’m no different but at least I’m lacking cash in the Caymans
bro no offense i really believe you are the best youtube producer out there period but man i miss some of your harder beats. not that this isnt absolutely gorgeous.
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Mix so clean my phone is vibrating in my hand and it feels healing and soothing. Like those massage things for your hand? My phone is giving off that vibration. Early the best mix ive heard in the past year. PURE EAR CANDY
My homework for the weekend 🦾🦾🦾
You on my producer bucket list
Toast for the days it was over
Now my mindset changed, it’s mid October
Still haven’t accepted I’ll be 20 in December
And memories live forever, I’ve got plenty to remember
My youth is full of gaps, really hard to render
The truth I feels a trap, I’m never looking back
Cause the day I feel the clap of pain I pushed away to the back of my brain
I won’t ever feel the same, but I haven’t felt the same in a long time
I’ve been travelling the present with a long lost mind
Head is severed, up in heaven with some long lost time
I was heading for a future full of long lost rhymes
Giving up was definitely an option until I saw progression
But when intaking toxins, I noticed my expressions was pure
What I was jotting was pain I was suppressing and now I see succession
I’m seeing it right in front of me
The visions of what I am gonna be
I’m living but sick of monotony
But it’s gonna give me monopoly
I’ll be paid, but feelings I’ll feel them, I feel I won’t ever be tame
And trust when I say this, I don’t think any payment rids you of shame, mistakes you hate that you’re making
The fame will change you, estrangement all you gon’ feel from the people hang with
It seems lonely at the top
There’s a reason why they say it is, they don’t say it just because
Ain’t no difference how I’m living now, let mama know we good
Like a Celtic, ball for the green
I don’t feel it’s all that it seems
I don’t feel it’s all that it seems
I don’t feel it’s all that it seems x4
this is hard 🔥
I wish I could put this on loop for the rest of my life
You might have just gave me the most goated intro song for my album
This is so fire.
Shit got me levitating
Dope
Wiz is your main Shaggy in Multiversus?
Cool
I’ll articulate the class in this illuminated script, get a grip on the word, shine light like a flashlight, words paint a map, then I scribble on the back that the billions are stacked, full of cash that they grab,
it’s the caste of the class, add it up, do the math, check the bucks, see the gap, fucked up like a mast as the hurricane winds crush states in their path, the richest want a war worse than others in the past,
the richest own the means and they’re ready to attack, swing, stoke things up like a fire for the smokescreen, selling all the guns then they blame it on the dope fiend, soapbox preach but they’re Sauron with gold rings,
It's not complex, a culture of conmen, cuz greed’s the motivation for them dropping their gauntlet, the bombs over Iran, or however that song went, it doesn’t really matter, it’s a similar context
In the Middle East, or Vietnam with Viet Cong, they hear the sound of a propeller then the writing’s on the wall, have you ever counted up how many died to get a buck, or where the fuck we’re headed if we’re headed anywhere at all
We’re a war machine that’s sitting in the pocket of capital, to resist it is deplorable they’ll label you a radical, they’ll stick you in a cell to rot in permanent sabbatical, they’ll make you disappear like the phenomenon was magical,
I could write a list, but fuck it go ahead and Google it, Patrice Lumumba, Che Guevara, read about it, noodle how the fuck we got so brutal like democracy’s a pseudonym, yeah, Biden’s pretty shitty but the corporations using him
I’ll name it, I’m like a broken record always complaining, I spit a token bit of dissidence, the dissonance greatens, I’m always rapping never acting, always making a statement, I’m no different but at least I’m lacking cash in the Caymans
💎🎧🖤🎧💎
Fi
bro no offense i really believe you are the best youtube producer out there period but man i miss some of your harder beats. not that this isnt absolutely gorgeous.
Not everything has to be “hard” sometimes we wanna vibe and chill, but I agree with that take.
If you can’t make a hard song from this, you’re soft.
@@Unvaccinated_Vern i mean a hard beat. and i'm not soft, i'm flaccid.