[FREE] Mac Miller Type Beat "Soul Tales"

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  • Опубліковано 11 лис 2024

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  • @chxsebank
    @chxsebank  5 місяців тому +6

    Best lyrics in the comments wins a free mp3 license (Winner announced 1 week from now)

    • @T.jMoledi
      @T.jMoledi 5 місяців тому

      Am i too late ?

  • @Kamurjan
    @Kamurjan 5 місяців тому +1

    Love the redbone childish Gambino style at the beginning. Blends in perfectly.

  • @richagalvez6553
    @richagalvez6553 5 місяців тому +1

    My brother and my sister, I’ll give dem the world
    Cuz they seen me at my worst, for them I’ll make anything work
    On me you could always rely, and thats on my word
    Money greed, power hungry, that could never be I
    And that’s on my life, I always make time
    So tell me what on your mind, I’ll try to make the sunshine
    This beat is heavenly keep up the great work 💚

  • @jangry6536
    @jangry6536 5 місяців тому

    00:26
    Blood in the ditch
    Dirt in the face
    Body needs a stitch &
    Mind(s) lost a haze
    Thoughts are racing
    Realities are facing
    I was setup from the start
    Could have brace(d) myself the hard part
    Held down; couldn't get up
    Knew it from the get-go
    Wasn't ready to let go
    Wish I wasn't dead broke
    Wish I could let go
    Did things; just should have said no
    Did it good; wish to forget though
    00:53
    Restless nights
    Eyes wide open I can't sleep
    Fight against my demons
    Never ending defeat
    wish shit didn't run this deep
    It made me go insane
    wear a mask to hide the pain
    Ha(aaa)te living every single day
    life this way; only feeling? disdain
    Became so distant from the present
    Started living in the past
    Future in such a distance
    Not sure how much longer I can last
    Living just to survive or should end it fast?
    01:20
    I run to get off track
    I run just to forget
    Downward spiral to addiction
    Did things; I wish I never had
    Should have taken some action
    Now’s way Too late to take it back
    too late to change that
    Did shit that made me (go) mad
    I am changing the station
    Just to find a new pace
    Cuz, I space out
    And I face now
    The bad deeds that I did
    Creeping up on me;
    how?
    Could it ever be this bad
    How life become so sad?
    How can it get worse
    And why am I not upset?
    01:47
    Only feeling is indifference
    Only clouds in the distance
    Each try another missed chance
    Each second; proof for sad existence
    Really hoped to make a difference
    Really tired of this persistence
    Not really sure how much fucking longer I’ll be in this
    Drugged myself to numbness
    Hoping to ease the pain
    Wanted to feel satisfaction
    Tried it all but to no avail
    Irreparable damage to the brain
    The soul is down, spirit slain
    Trying to get better
    Trying to chase a tail
    02:13
    I was dead broke
    I was living on the streets
    I had mad hopes
    To find a way of retreat
    I was dead wrong
    To make it out unescaped
    That's what I prayed for
    Every single day:
    Don't get robbed
    Don't get Drugged
    And don't get shot
    Keep on running
    Or you’ll get dropped
    In order to survive
    You learn how to adapt
    You’ll become deprived
    Die haven’t lived a life
    02:40
    Restless nights
    Eyes wide open I can't sleep
    Fight against my demons
    Never ending defeat
    wish shit didn't run this deep
    It made me go insane
    wear a mask to hide the pain
    Ha(long a)te living every single day
    Cuz life this way; only feeling is disdain
    Became so distant from the present
    Started living in the past
    Future in such a distance
    Not sure how much longer I can last
    03:06
    Stuck at the Badland
    Became am a Madlad
    They call me a mad man
    Rage at max like mad Max
    Take another Xanax
    Pop another Valium
    Tic tak that shit; mental asyulm
    How the fuck should've I know?
    It would ever be this bad
    Thought it would end cool
    Now my buddy is in a bag
    I could have end up like him
    But I chose to fight
    I could have had rest like his
    But I saw the light
    03:32
    A point of salvation
    A point of change
    Was at the point of no return
    Life is fucking strange
    Was under constant stern
    Was treated like a worm
    People didn’t give a fuck
    The world is fucking absurd
    Now look who is on top
    On a roll and cannot stop
    They wanted me to drop
    They wanted me to fail
    Chained me down to rock bottom
    Thinking that I was frail
    But I managed to prevail
    The hatred kept on burning
    They didn’t extinguish the flame
    Cuz I was filled with desire
    To take revenge and spread the fierce fire
    Burn them all down
    Burn them to a crisp
    I have risen from the ashes
    Stronger than this
    Their doubts, their scorn
    Only fueled my reborn
    I emerged from the storm
    Finally able to stand tall
    It will never fucking stop
    Cuz all they do is hate
    Noticed before its to late and manged to escape
    With all my might and all my fire
    Just like gala, freed from desire

  • @EJ01Z
    @EJ01Z 5 місяців тому

    I’ll Turn round ,we’ll go there ,I’ll take you just take my hand. My souls is yours to command, My heart yours till dead. Wrapped under finger and plans, they’ll fall for you its trap.
    Your games I’m tired of that
    Stand up and brace the attack, pushing back, heart is black, spitting facts, turn it off cut the tap. Spilling lies bluffing back…

  • @cesarcortes9887
    @cesarcortes9887 5 місяців тому

    A quién le hago un reclamo cuando yo mismo me complico?.. por lo que detesto y amo, di consejos que aún no aplico
    Como venimos nos vamos, tanto el pobre como el rico
    Entonces ¿A qué jugamos? A veces no me explico..
    No estoy en un sitio fijo, hasta ella me lo dijo
    Aún no sé sí es como quiso, sabe a dónde me dirijo... y que aunque pasen horas, días, meses aún la elijo
    Porque la fé que tengo no se basa en crucifijos
    A pesar de cada golpe sigo siendo un niño terco
    He ganado tantas cosas, también he sufrido un vergo
    Esto no es cosa de un rato, no es para ver si me acerco
    Porque hay que ser novato para poder hacerse un experto
    No sé qué piensa mi madre de este desmadre que tengo, hasta la fecha no resuelvo y que de vez en cuando vuelvo.
    Tal vez debo preguntarle, tal vez no debo joderlos
    Solo debo demostrarles, darles gracias y quererlos
    Les escribiré poesía, seguiré en la travesía
    Pareciera fantasía, pero es el día a día
    Con el peso de la ausencia, con una casa vacía
    Con la idea de que todavía sigue siendo mía
    Si esto se da es porque la vida sabe
    Que no hay manera en que este sentimiento un día se acabe
    Que pongo todo el corazón, en el pecho no cabe
    Y que tal vez sólo mi alma gemela tiene llave
    Llegué a pensar que estaba grave y eso es lo grave
    Porque hacer bien lo que está mal, no es una clave
    La definición de normal aquí no cabe
    La definición de normal aquí no cabe
    Los pequeños detalles son quizá más importantes
    Como silencio en la calle, como palabras cortantes
    Nada discretos al verme y criticarme en un instante
    Antes de verse a sí mismo, no somos tan diferentes ni como antes
    Esto es más que una canción, es sentimiento puro
    Es darle gracias a la vida a pesar de lo duro...

  • @brovrr1713
    @brovrr1713 5 місяців тому +3

    I binge an addict
    A tinge combative
    Maybe a tad bit overdramatic
    To me I’m emphatic
    The winds are at it
    The wins sporadic
    Just right when you thought that you had it
    Thoughts are nomadic, yeugh
    I’m caught in some traffic
    Caught in the havoc
    Patterns show the art to the madness
    Hard to imagine
    Heart of the magic
    Part of how we carry our roles
    Please carry your soul
    As if you would be carrying gold
    Or clarity stones

    • @Kamurjan
      @Kamurjan 5 місяців тому

      the ending sounds like AI ngl

  • @dawi1633
    @dawi1633 5 місяців тому +1

    Soul
    Writing these rhymes bold
    Music unfolds
    In the way it’s perceived
    Won’t be someone whose lost hope through stormy seas
    It’s by God grace that I am renewed
    Opportunities seized
    His son that blead for me
    Jesus
    Look to John 3:16

  • @Life命
    @Life命 5 місяців тому

    amigo este beat es buenisimo

  • @Oddball2k
    @Oddball2k 5 місяців тому

    Got my pain in the Mac an im aimin it back
    While yall people stay humble im staining the track
    You know he ain gon lack stop a train on the track
    Keep track of the game cause my name runnin laps
    Gotta new thick chain wit an alias attached
    While you lose your brain like an alien attack
    I’m the brand new strain that came in the pack
    While you can do lames as see through as crack
    Les get it, gimme da mp3 imma turn it into these folks envying
    I’m everything they pretend to be this Mac 10 clip spit stay emptying
    It’s odd who break doors entering I rearrange the lettering
    I been dis way i make you duck from my bombs like a veteran
    It’s setting in like lecturing I stand on ten against your best man
    And show the masses oddballs plan, one stick at a time I give a damn
    -odd

  • @BNMS217
    @BNMS217 5 місяців тому

    Goin out my mind no interjecting I’m fine sippin wine all the time lost my cadence to these lines like it dont matter contradicting my life amphetamines got me tight holdin me close at night say the right shit at the wrong time heard that through the grapevine reminiscing bout the good times

  • @pynzii5506
    @pynzii5506 5 місяців тому +1

    Soul trailing off ,tailing moths cause we all looking for light
    Spastic ways of failing goth blackened the way for you to see brights
    Like will I smithem to a different chalk, smokin on a altered type of bark ,Kent pent up all this green like it’s Clark
    Superman with the landing breaded up like a pantry ,pack it on her like a Fanny
    Keep it canny the damming world can get clammy whorl urself a pearl , unfurl what I incur
    Demonstrations of a planted seed on our mind smoke the laurel till I insert
    Pigmentations always mattered but doesn’t ever make up our matter ,worried about propaganda and never seeked out a sadder light ,reality ,if we stuck in fallacy ,the falsity will never freight from bending to truth from narrators that control narratives cause we’re in the game they don’t play
    Their the coders ,different molecules inside me modulate for a different motor
    The drives different almost like my girl ,she ain’t jus a ten the bmw (bms dub) she a twenty
    Let it’s times 2 cause when you multiply your efficiency the mind grew to the sky like the green giant due
    For a bean they mister(missed her) quota ,I say sir not mister cause it’s just shortened master like the degree wrong ,we changing temperatures to deplete ones that can’t handle the change of the world it’s a sense (cents) scandal
    Making fake paper seem valuable whilst reaping resources ,why do we always look towards the puppets and never the sourcing ,pouring out our thoughts to be taken forces pattens an processes down our throat to allow more fines ,we need to get natural clean the water of all bad like the core pine( pine trees)
    It’s all about the stagnation in the flow that allows sight of a serpent
    Cause the fall like irrigation it rains from a fallen sergeant ,caps off to the ones with hats off running into collision course without helmets ,sticks under helmets for the ones we can’t forget we dwelling on people they use as pawns
    It’s sad that’s why I always give respect to one’s who’s lives werent lost ,cause people out of war know the evils of the gov and rich while one’s signing wars are delusive and are probates ,using wills of others to spill blood will long lived one’s r behind a desk to medigate nothing ,we cause tertiary for territory and expect for others to have a good look on us (US) but what else are we gonna do but pause up on regal stories of how Rosa was pushed to the back of bus
    The only change that will ever come is when the people had enough bc the elites aren’t in control it’s really us
    We quantify what they will sell according to what we buy so if we change the pace of what we put in then we will get back something new ,we provoke change through protest that’s the normal process ,we don’t proceed with the obtuse angles they want us to harpress (hard press) cause they can’t get the picture on shirts even without strings attached that’s why we detach but now it’s time for change
    Which only comes from how we act upon the world and not what we say ,Litigate change

    • @chxsebank
      @chxsebank  5 місяців тому

      yeah this fire bro, hit my dm on IG @chxsebank you won

  • @45zombiemaniac
    @45zombiemaniac 5 місяців тому

    Following these orders from a narcissistic plot
    Line em up, are they in order, hit the hammer, missed my shot
    Losing patience everyday, I’m making due with what I got
    I ain’t perfect but I’ll try to fix the truth before it flops.

  • @derekdamore1897
    @derekdamore1897 5 місяців тому

    they want gun play not word play
    turn a fun day into a field day
    awe shit bruh its barely monday
    already snappin shots like a runway
    get your money dawg but not the dumb way
    theres more than one way
    so what you broke and catching subways.
    why you mad about today its just one day
    i keep shinin my favorite day is sunday
    you stay poor cause you always on a lunch break

  • @WaziiiTuZoned
    @WaziiiTuZoned 5 місяців тому +2

    Articulation, Flow Tight, Strangulation, My Only Strategy Is To Reach The Entire Nation, Im Star Gazing, I Can’t Trust A Soul, Mainly Cuz My Heart is Vacant, Thas Ya Man, Well Come Pick Em Up From Off The Pavement, If You Wouldn’t Die For Em I Wouldn’t Suggest Tryna Save Em, You Can Keep To Fakin, Til You Discover I Spit Flame Like You A Caveman, Far From Perfect, But Damn I’m So Amazing, I’ve Trashed Every Beat Youve Asked Me, It’s Like I’m Smokin Aces, It’s A Celebration, When We Get To Talkin Bout My Dedication. Punchlines Leave Em Punch Drunk, Now They CrossFaded, Im Movin Os To Ohio, Im Out In Dayton, Just For The Day Then It’s Back To Formation, Back To The Trap, UnTil The Neighborhoods Gated.

  • @DOCWHO
    @DOCWHO 5 місяців тому