I Haven’t Been The Same Since My Brother Died.......I Hope You Dont Ever Feel My Pain....💔😔 Did A ‘J. Cole’ Remix, Speaking On Black Lives, Segregation, Minorities, And Gun Violence.....Check It Out When You Can And Let Me Know Your Thoughts..... THE CLIMB BACK (BLACKLIVESMATTER) OUT NOW!!!! ua-cam.com/video/VVxSj7H7tNE/v-deo.html
the most solid of kings, never needed to follow a model just dreams. followed the most common of things but rich beyond their dreams the knowledge of kings.
Everything come back around full circle Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful? Everybody gotta cry once in a while But how long will it take 'fore you smile? This is that come back to life shit My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up As if the sun had the night shift And paint the town red For my nigga found dead too soon (Bitch, I'm back out-) Yeah To the left of that decimal, I need seven figures to play the joint Turn up your decibels, peep how I decimate a joint Check out my projects like them workers that Section 8 appoints And you'll see how I flipped, like exclamation points My niggas shoot first as if they never played the point, more two guards Enough straps to fill four U-Hauls More death than World War II caused Around these parts, we pour the brown just to drown these thoughts Of black corpses in county morgues, Lord, those images hauntin' I ain't been asleep yet, it's ten in the mornin' I'm sendin' a warnin', a problem with me is like the BET Hip-Hop Awards I'm startin' to see you niggas don't want it I'm sick of this flauntin', from niggas I know for sho' ain't got mo' dough than Cole Trash rappers, ass backwards, tryna go toe to toe We laugh at ya, staff strapped up on top the totem pole, to blast at ya Bass masters, look how they tote a pole Gotta know the ropes and the protocol Or they gon' for sho blow your clothes half off like a promo code Made a lil' tune called "Foldin Clothes", and a nigga still ain't known to fold under pressure Well, you know what Cole do, make a diamond, they just rhymin' Me, I'm quotin' gold One phone call get you canceled like a homophobe In this PC culture, address me as the G.O.A.T. Like they call Chief Keef Sosa, in my sectional like a fuckin' three piece sofa I'm known as the chosen one Another dead body lay frozen, that's how it go sometimes When niggas weighin' coke and not the pros and cons Well, I ain't with that sleepin' underground like a gopher, so I go for mines Everything come back around full circle Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful (Yeah) Everybody gotta cry once in a while But how long will it take 'fore you smile? This is that come back to life shit My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up As if the sun had the night shift And paint the town red for my nigga found dead too soon Now I know why they call it blue moon (Yeah) Survival at all costs, everyday niggas get logged off Bodies get hauled off Passin' a funeral procession while holdin' my breath in the car, I thought At times, it be feelin' the devil be winnin' but do that mean God lost? Just got off the phone with my nigga, he back in the kennel, my dog lost I brought him 'round close to me before but he Became addicted to clout and all the hoes we'd meet I slowly peeped jealousy on his breath, whenever he spoke to me Like on the low, he feelin' like in my shoes is where he supposed to be I tried to ignore the signs, but there in the back of my mind, it felt Like lettin' a nigga come sleep on your couch and he eatin' up all yo' groceries My nigga repeated this quote to me, I felt its potency Said, "Most of these niggas gon' hang themselves, just give 'em the rope and see" Shit, I heeded that, and what got showed to me Was screamin' that, some niggas you gotta leave 'em back Unfortunately we seen the trap Niggas be on that demon clock resultantly They fiend to clap as often as the Genius app misquotin' me, uh Meanwhile, I see that yo' diamonds is glistenin' I'm glad that you shinin' but need I remind you my niggas is dimin' and nickelin'? Scrapin' up whatever coin they can find, the pettiest crime they committin' it Just to get by for a limited time, the steepest of mountains they tryna climb I'm here tryna find the derivative You niggas don't feel me, you see
The pain is real The aims to make you feel N spit this froze it give you chills To keep it real I’m startin to go insane Killin myself to see the change I wanna see the better thangs Growin from a boy into a man Seekin lessons I still don’t understand my mind is racing I meditate Have conversations Till I fade way With my own soul in a major way This blunt sensation Like I’m blind to the metrix Chasin my dreams no hesitation I’m finna make it I’ll get a plate n ima tell you how it’s tastin life is flashin I should take some pictures Loosin myself tryna find these riches I might sell my soul to the devil I might bury myself with a shovel Im juss tryna hussle But Im gettin in trouble Loosin people that are close to me Money is a hole n I’m falling deep Shit is bottomless Finding yourself is the opposite of what I’m feelin right now feelin drizzy in my feelings piped down to the kidney I’m gettin high this job pays a penny I’m gettin by she’s lost in the henny throughout the night my thoughts on a milly can’t sleep at night I need a bag and a peace of mind like I’m Jesus walk-in through the desert at night I’m gettin tested I might reach for the eagle and aim at myself and say goodbye Though i’m stressin I can’t say I need help I’m not that guy I’m too independent I gotta do this by self Get these commas before the period in the sentece. The pain is real The aims to make you feel N spit this froze it gives you chills To keep it real nigga
Cause Everything come back - Everything come back around full circle My family matters so I’m strapped up Steve Earkul My family matters so I’m strapped up Steve Earkul My Future like Harvey Run Diesel on my Harley Y’all still want the story ? She asked me if I loved her I said hardly Cause I’ll still be the First to hit back to back like the Lakers You fuck around, ill drop you down Front paper People in your city have You trending I said the People in your city have You trending sharestaker I’m never really ever wishing any harm You want a broken lung or a broken arm No vapor But don’t talk your shit to be a wallpaper
Everything come back everything come back around four circle my family matters so I’m strapped up. Steve Urkel my family matter some stepped up stupid Urkel
Are you doin' this work to facilitate growth or to become famous? Which is more important? Getting or letting go? You can do anything, anything you can do (You can do anything) You can do anything, anything you can do (You can do anything) Everything come back around full circle Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful? Everybody gotta cry once in a while But how long will it take 'fore you smile? This is that come back to life shit My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up As if the sun had the night shift And paint the town red For my nigga found dead too soon (Bitch, I'm back out-) Yeah To the left of that decimal, I need seven figures to play the joint Turn up your decibels, peep how I decimate a joint Check out my projects like them workers that Section 8 appoints And you'll see how I flipped, like exclamation points My niggas shoot first as if they never played the point, more two guards Enough straps to fill four U-Hauls More death than World War II caused Around these parts, we pour the brown just to drown these thoughts Of black corpses in county morgues, Lord, those images hauntin' I ain't been asleep yet, it's ten in the mornin' I'm sendin' a warnin', a problem with me is like the BET Hip-Hop Awards I'm startin' to see you niggas don't want it I'm sick of this flauntin', from niggas I know for sho' ain't got mo' dough than Cole Trash rappers, ass backwards, tryna go toe to toe We laugh at ya, staff strapped up on top the totem pole, to blast at ya Bass masters, look how they tote a pole Gotta know the ropes and the protocol Or they gon' for sho blow your clothes half off like a promo code Made a lil' tune called "Foldin Clothes", and a nigga still ain't known to fold under pressure Well, you know what Cole do, make a diamond, they just rhymin' Me, I'm quotin' gold One phone call get you canceled like a homophobe In this PC culture, address me as the G.O.A.T. Like they call Chief Keef Sosa, in my sectional like a fuckin' three piece sofa I'm known as the chosen one Another dead body lay frozen, that's how it go sometimes When niggas weighin' coke and not the pros and cons Well, I ain't with that sleepin' underground like a gopher, so I go for mines Everything come back around full circle Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful (Yeah) Everybody gotta cry once in a while But how long will it take 'fore you smile? This is that come back to life shit My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up As if the sun had the night shift And paint the town red for my nigga found dead too soon Now I know why they call it blue moon (Yeah) Survival at all costs, everyday niggas get logged off Bodies get hauled off Passin' a funeral procession while holdin' my breath in the car, I thought At times, it be feelin' the devil be winnin' but do that mean God lost? Just got off the phone with my nigga, he back in the kennel, my dog lost I brought him 'round close to me before but he Became addicted to clout and all the hoes we'd meet I slowly peeped jealousy on his breath, whenever he spoke to me Like on the low, he feelin' like in my shoes is where he supposed to be I tried to ignore the signs, but there in the back of my mind, it felt Like lettin' a nigga come sleep on your couch and he eatin' up all yo' groceries My nigga repeated this quote to me, I felt its potency Said, "Most of these niggas gon' hang themselves, just give 'em the rope and see" Shit, I heeded that, and what got showed to me Was screamin' that, some niggas you gotta leave 'em back Unfortunately we seen the trap Niggas be on that demon clock resultantly They fiend to clap as often as the Genius app misquotin' me, uh Meanwhile, I see that yo' diamonds is glistenin' I'm glad that you shinin' but need I remind you my niggas is dimin' and nickelin'? Scrapin' up whatever coin they can find, the pettiest crime they committin' it Just to get by for a limited time, the steepest of mountains they tryna climb I'm here tryna find the derivative You niggas don't feel me, you see the clout You don't see the real me If I was sick, you niggas wouldn't heal me That's why I'm healin' myself, gettin' in tune with my God Slowly revealin' myself, buildin' my wealth A nigga touch mine, I'ma kill 'em myself, trust me Everything come back around full circle Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful? Everybody gotta cry once in a while But how long will it take 'fore you smile? This is that come back to life shit My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up As if the sun had the night shift And paint the town red for my nigga found dead too soon Now I know why they call it blue moon (Yeah) Bitch, I'm back outside, nigga I'm back outside I'm back outside Bitch, I'm back outside Everybody mentions suicide prevention Man, they even made a hotline To call up when there's tension But I got a question What about a fuckin' homicide? Need a number for my niggas to call Whenever there's a urge to get triggers involved Need a number for my niggas to call Whenever there's a urge to get triggers involved
A product of poverty in a system meant to get your profit up properly, Problem is the words "properly, profits an poverty" often seem at odds a bit more often than not, I Seen lots of things, Poor men robbed then ne robbin each other loaded chamber in my face kuz dude was tryna bust the jaw of the oddest kid, I gave an eighth of weed to take and maybe gracefully drop in the same freakin hand holdin a gun to my knoggin talkin bout how my dude robbed him, jeez
I Haven’t Been The Same Since My Brother Died.......I Hope You Dont Ever Feel My Pain....💔😔
Did A ‘J. Cole’ Remix, Speaking On Black Lives, Segregation, Minorities, And Gun Violence.....Check It Out When You Can And Let Me Know Your Thoughts..... THE CLIMB BACK (BLACKLIVESMATTER) OUT NOW!!!!
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Rip
I realize I'm pretty randomly asking but do anybody know of a good site to stream new series online?
@Rey Jude try Flixzone. Just google for it :)
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the most solid of kings, never needed to follow a model just dreams.
followed the most common of things but rich beyond their dreams the knowledge of kings.
Under pressure but you know what cole do
I like this "INTRUMENTAL"
Didn't noticed that one lol
LMAO
😂
Yup this the one 🔥
This is the one fr
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Damn! Sounds like the original
my brothers redeemed the struggle was real now its a bubble of dreams.
the most common of things money don't cost a thing.
when you are a king.
Everything come back around full circle
Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful?
Everybody gotta cry once in a while
But how long will it take 'fore you smile?
This is that come back to life shit
My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up
As if the sun had the night shift
And paint the town red
For my nigga found dead too soon (Bitch, I'm back out-)
Yeah
To the left of that decimal, I need seven figures to play the joint
Turn up your decibels, peep how I decimate a joint
Check out my projects like them workers that Section 8 appoints
And you'll see how I flipped, like exclamation points
My niggas shoot first as if they never played the point, more two guards
Enough straps to fill four U-Hauls
More death than World War II caused
Around these parts, we pour the brown just to drown these thoughts
Of black corpses in county morgues, Lord, those images hauntin'
I ain't been asleep yet, it's ten in the mornin'
I'm sendin' a warnin', a problem with me is like the BET Hip-Hop Awards
I'm startin' to see you niggas don't want it
I'm sick of this flauntin', from niggas I know for sho' ain't got mo' dough than Cole
Trash rappers, ass backwards, tryna go toe to toe
We laugh at ya, staff strapped up on top the totem pole, to blast at ya
Bass masters, look how they tote a pole
Gotta know the ropes and the protocol
Or they gon' for sho blow your clothes half off like a promo code
Made a lil' tune called "Foldin Clothes", and a nigga still ain't known to fold under pressure
Well, you know what Cole do, make a diamond, they just rhymin'
Me, I'm quotin' gold
One phone call get you canceled like a homophobe
In this PC culture, address me as the G.O.A.T.
Like they call Chief Keef Sosa, in my sectional like a fuckin' three piece sofa
I'm known as the chosen one
Another dead body lay frozen, that's how it go sometimes
When niggas weighin' coke and not the pros and cons
Well, I ain't with that sleepin' underground like a gopher, so I go for mines
Everything come back around full circle
Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful (Yeah)
Everybody gotta cry once in a while
But how long will it take 'fore you smile?
This is that come back to life shit
My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up
As if the sun had the night shift
And paint the town red for my nigga found dead too soon
Now I know why they call it blue moon (Yeah)
Survival at all costs, everyday niggas get logged off
Bodies get hauled off
Passin' a funeral procession while holdin' my breath in the car, I thought
At times, it be feelin' the devil be winnin' but do that mean God lost?
Just got off the phone with my nigga, he back in the kennel, my dog lost
I brought him 'round close to me before but he
Became addicted to clout and all the hoes we'd meet
I slowly peeped jealousy on his breath, whenever he spoke to me
Like on the low, he feelin' like in my shoes is where he supposed to be
I tried to ignore the signs, but there in the back of my mind, it felt
Like lettin' a nigga come sleep on your couch and he eatin' up all yo' groceries
My nigga repeated this quote to me, I felt its potency
Said, "Most of these niggas gon' hang themselves, just give 'em the rope and see"
Shit, I heeded that, and what got showed to me
Was screamin' that, some niggas you gotta leave 'em back
Unfortunately we seen the trap
Niggas be on that demon clock resultantly
They fiend to clap as often as the Genius app misquotin' me, uh
Meanwhile, I see that yo' diamonds is glistenin'
I'm glad that you shinin' but need I remind you my niggas is dimin' and nickelin'?
Scrapin' up whatever coin they can find, the pettiest crime they committin' it
Just to get by for a limited time, the steepest of mountains they tryna climb
I'm here tryna find the derivative
You niggas don't feel me, you see
Black thought and Cole on a single🤔 is like the king and duck
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The pain is real
The aims to make you feel
N spit this froze it give you chills
To keep it real
I’m startin to go insane
Killin myself to see the change
I wanna see the better thangs
Growin from a boy into a man
Seekin lessons I still don’t understand
my mind is racing
I meditate
Have conversations
Till I fade way
With my own soul in a major way
This blunt sensation
Like I’m blind to the metrix
Chasin my dreams no hesitation
I’m finna make it
I’ll get a plate n ima tell you how it’s tastin
life is flashin I should take some pictures
Loosin myself tryna find these riches
I might sell my soul to the devil
I might bury myself with a shovel
Im juss tryna hussle
But Im gettin in trouble
Loosin people that are close to me
Money is a hole n I’m falling deep
Shit is bottomless
Finding yourself is the opposite of what I’m feelin right now
feelin drizzy in my feelings piped down to the kidney I’m gettin high
this job pays a penny I’m gettin by
she’s lost in the henny throughout the night
my thoughts on a milly can’t sleep at night
I need a bag and a peace of mind
like I’m Jesus walk-in through the desert at night
I’m gettin tested I might reach for the eagle and aim at myself and say goodbye
Though i’m stressin I can’t say I need help I’m not that guy I’m too independent
I gotta do this by self
Get these commas before the period in the sentece.
The pain is real
The aims to make you feel
N spit this froze it gives you chills
To keep it real nigga
Cause
Everything come back -
Everything come back around full circle
My family matters so I’m strapped up
Steve Earkul
My family matters so I’m strapped up
Steve Earkul
My Future like Harvey
Run Diesel on my Harley
Y’all still want the story ?
She asked me if I loved her
I said hardly
Cause I’ll still be the
First to hit back to back like the Lakers
You fuck around, ill drop you down
Front paper
People in your city have You trending
I said the People in your city have You trending
sharestaker
I’m never really ever wishing any harm
You want a broken lung or a broken arm
No vapor
But don’t talk your shit to be a wallpaper
Lit bruh but don’t post yo freestyle for somebody steel yo shit, right it down
That’s hot keep going bro don’t stop EVER like EVER
Everything come back everything come back around four circle my family matters so I’m strapped up.
Steve Urkel
my family matter some stepped up stupid Urkel
the siren is so faint it feels like im imagining it
Man you are fast
Lmao aye fr I was thinking the same
Labeled ghost I do write ‘em outta pocket lit two lighters, crew fired our hits tidal. Sample mixes of Foo Fighters pen the neighbors sound.
hey could you continue the ending of this beat? the "everybody mention suicide prevention" thing?
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man yung req. ko na mana! anw, ansolid nito. 🔥
Already wit it
Are you doin' this work to facilitate growth or to become famous?
Which is more important?
Getting or letting go?
You can do anything, anything you can do (You can do anything)
You can do anything, anything you can do (You can do anything)
Everything come back around full circle
Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful?
Everybody gotta cry once in a while
But how long will it take 'fore you smile?
This is that come back to life shit
My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up
As if the sun had the night shift
And paint the town red
For my nigga found dead too soon (Bitch, I'm back out-)
Yeah
To the left of that decimal, I need seven figures to play the joint
Turn up your decibels, peep how I decimate a joint
Check out my projects like them workers that Section 8 appoints
And you'll see how I flipped, like exclamation points
My niggas shoot first as if they never played the point, more two guards
Enough straps to fill four U-Hauls
More death than World War II caused
Around these parts, we pour the brown just to drown these thoughts
Of black corpses in county morgues, Lord, those images hauntin'
I ain't been asleep yet, it's ten in the mornin'
I'm sendin' a warnin', a problem with me is like the BET Hip-Hop Awards
I'm startin' to see you niggas don't want it
I'm sick of this flauntin', from niggas I know for sho' ain't got mo' dough than Cole
Trash rappers, ass backwards, tryna go toe to toe
We laugh at ya, staff strapped up on top the totem pole, to blast at ya
Bass masters, look how they tote a pole
Gotta know the ropes and the protocol
Or they gon' for sho blow your clothes half off like a promo code
Made a lil' tune called "Foldin Clothes", and a nigga still ain't known to fold under pressure
Well, you know what Cole do, make a diamond, they just rhymin'
Me, I'm quotin' gold
One phone call get you canceled like a homophobe
In this PC culture, address me as the G.O.A.T.
Like they call Chief Keef Sosa, in my sectional like a fuckin' three piece sofa
I'm known as the chosen one
Another dead body lay frozen, that's how it go sometimes
When niggas weighin' coke and not the pros and cons
Well, I ain't with that sleepin' underground like a gopher, so I go for mines
Everything come back around full circle
Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful (Yeah)
Everybody gotta cry once in a while
But how long will it take 'fore you smile?
This is that come back to life shit
My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up
As if the sun had the night shift
And paint the town red for my nigga found dead too soon
Now I know why they call it blue moon (Yeah)
Survival at all costs, everyday niggas get logged off
Bodies get hauled off
Passin' a funeral procession while holdin' my breath in the car, I thought
At times, it be feelin' the devil be winnin' but do that mean God lost?
Just got off the phone with my nigga, he back in the kennel, my dog lost
I brought him 'round close to me before but he
Became addicted to clout and all the hoes we'd meet
I slowly peeped jealousy on his breath, whenever he spoke to me
Like on the low, he feelin' like in my shoes is where he supposed to be
I tried to ignore the signs, but there in the back of my mind, it felt
Like lettin' a nigga come sleep on your couch and he eatin' up all yo' groceries
My nigga repeated this quote to me, I felt its potency
Said, "Most of these niggas gon' hang themselves, just give 'em the rope and see"
Shit, I heeded that, and what got showed to me
Was screamin' that, some niggas you gotta leave 'em back
Unfortunately we seen the trap
Niggas be on that demon clock resultantly
They fiend to clap as often as the Genius app misquotin' me, uh
Meanwhile, I see that yo' diamonds is glistenin'
I'm glad that you shinin' but need I remind you my niggas is dimin' and nickelin'?
Scrapin' up whatever coin they can find, the pettiest crime they committin' it
Just to get by for a limited time, the steepest of mountains they tryna climb
I'm here tryna find the derivative
You niggas don't feel me, you see the clout
You don't see the real me
If I was sick, you niggas wouldn't heal me
That's why I'm healin' myself, gettin' in tune with my God
Slowly revealin' myself, buildin' my wealth
A nigga touch mine, I'ma kill 'em myself, trust me
Everything come back around full circle
Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful?
Everybody gotta cry once in a while
But how long will it take 'fore you smile?
This is that come back to life shit
My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up
As if the sun had the night shift
And paint the town red for my nigga found dead too soon
Now I know why they call it blue moon (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm back outside, nigga
I'm back outside
I'm back outside
Bitch, I'm back outside
Everybody mentions suicide prevention
Man, they even made a hotline
To call up when there's tension
But I got a question
What about a fuckin' homicide?
Need a number for my niggas to call
Whenever there's a urge to get triggers involved
Need a number for my niggas to call
Whenever there's a urge to get triggers involved
Gettin or letting go?
Can u do iladnasanwakan by Ron Henley ft Al James? Thanks 🔥
A product of poverty in a system meant to get your profit up properly,
Problem is the words "properly, profits an poverty" often seem at odds a bit more often than not,
I Seen lots of things,
Poor men robbed then ne robbin each other
loaded chamber in my face kuz dude was tryna bust the jaw of the oddest kid, I gave an eighth of weed to take and maybe gracefully drop in the same freakin hand holdin a gun to my knoggin talkin bout how my dude robbed him, jeez
Keep ya wack ass lyrics out the comment section nigga
What’s the sample?
I think thats Terrance mckenna
What's the bpm?
0:54
Bpm?
163
@@akigamibeats thx brah 💪🏻💪🏻
drawing
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0:45