Talent you form It’s rarely born It’s to live outside the norm To break beyond the swarms Of opinions from minions Who spend their whole life grieving Estranged from the dream they keep inside cos the fear keeps them from living There’s unsolicited advice So many addicted to a vice As people complain of patterns that keep them stuck their whole damn life Stop praying for luck Stead of owning up & giving a fuck I say Fuck your Hope It’s not enough It’s time to refine your interior design To define your own incline & to reach inside The levels of your body soul and mind There’s times you need to rest & there’s time to hit the grind Experience the vignette Of the cataclysmic climb Cos it’s in the darkest of nights That your spirit learns to shine ❤️ Zen Emm ✨
Start 0:10 Hook: Everywhere I go I cop an illegal Search They don't search no one else it's always been me first They even pocket check me when I go to church How many times will I be searched on this earth? Verse 1: I Can't go nowhere without getting frisked For me in a place They think that I'm a risk I get picked because I look like a convict I just comply because I don't want conflict Mama sees a baby But in their eyes I'm a criminal Happens so damn much I think it's subliminal I'm profiled as a dangerous individual Searched every time it feels like it's traditional They don't see a student they see a gang member When they search me I try to keep my temper They search me but not the kids who go smoke Once they're done with the search they play it like a joke They always tried to blame me for pushing work Little did they know someone else is out doing dirt They lay off me once I finally assert They didn't find shit I bet they regret that illegal Search Hook: Everywhere I go I cop an illegal Search They don't search no one else it's always been me first They even pocket check me when I go to church How many times will I be searched on this earth? Everywhere I go I cop an illegal Search They don't search no one else it's always been me first They even pocket check me when I go to church How many times will I be searched on this earth? Verse 2: Walk through the doors instantly get pat down Thinkin I got that white because I'm that brown Checkin my bags like it's a lost and found Searched so many times I think that I lost count Why am I discriminated for how I look I make music because otherwise I'm not understood Judging me based off the way I appear and dress I guarantee they doubt I'll ever have success Think I'm slanging shit in the restroom at school That's not me but I know plenty who do When they search me I hope they take it as a lesson That since it happens so much I always pay attention "Moses please come with me I think that you have a weapon" then they come to find I had nothing in my possession They've been searching me since before I was a freshman So When my name gets mentioned I know their intention Hook: Everywhere I go I cop an illegal Search They don't search no one else it's always been me first They even pocket check me when I go to church How many times will I be searched on this earth? Everywhere I go I cop an illegal Search They even search me where I go to learn How would they feel if the roles were reversed They see me and always assume the worst
waarom voel ik mij zo nu en dan zo ongelukkig? ik wou dak beter was, in men gevoelens onderdrukken ik probeer het soms wel ,maar regelmatig mislukket dan hebbek vaak iets van, fuck it ,en sla ik alles aan stukken wanneer ik later kalmeer, dan voel ik mij zo'n mislukking niks wil lukken, en de lasten die ik draag,zijn te zwaar dus ze blijven maar drukken ,toch zal ik strijden, enzo blijvet , tot uiteindelijk men lijk in de put ligt en als het moet, zal ik hem zelf nog schuppen ben het beu! om weg te moete vluchten in drugs ik wil de slechtste versie van mezelf ,nimeer terug en ook geen messen meer, van mensen dak graag heb, in men rug! ik wil alleen gewoon men leven kunnen leiden in rust me smijten in kunst ,en bouwen aan men eigen geluk om dat ik anders met de tijd ,wie weet, bezwijk onder druk hook: het is wat het is- ni wat het was- of wat het moest zijn ni waar ik op gehoopt had, maar tijd heelt de pijn ik heb ten allen tijde alleen ma mezelf willen zijn dus aan ieder dak gewetst heb zeg ik dat het me spijt want het is wat het is- ni wat het was -of wat het moest zijn ni waar ik op gehoopt had, dus verbijt ik de pijn en kijk ik enkel nog maar voorwaarts, naar waar ik wil zijn en ieder dat ik ga kwetsen, zeg ik dat het me spijt
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That's ice on me, true fire 🔥,
I wanna fly today, real higher ✈️
Thank you G
Nice work 🔥🔥🔥
Cheers my G
This is incredible 🔥🥶
Thank you!
heat broski 💯
Thanks fam!
Dam bro this is cool 🥶🔥
Thank you!!
Keep it up bro this is fire 🔥❤️
Much appreciated G
Gorgeous guitar!
Thank you!
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I appreciate it fam
Talent you form
It’s rarely born
It’s to live outside the norm
To break beyond the swarms
Of opinions from minions
Who spend their whole life grieving
Estranged from the dream they keep inside cos the fear keeps them from living
There’s unsolicited advice
So many addicted to a vice
As people complain of patterns
that keep them stuck their whole damn life
Stop praying for luck
Stead of owning up
& giving a fuck
I say
Fuck your Hope
It’s not enough
It’s time to refine your interior design
To define your own incline
& to reach inside
The levels of your body soul and mind
There’s times you need to rest
& there’s time to hit the grind
Experience the vignette
Of the cataclysmic climb
Cos it’s in the darkest of nights
That your spirit learns to shine
❤️
Zen Emm ✨
Bigups fam
Love from 🇵🇰❤️❤️🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂
Greetings from Belgium fam!!
Start 0:10
Hook:
Everywhere I go I cop an illegal Search
They don't search no one else it's always been me first
They even pocket check me when I go to church
How many times will I be searched on this earth?
Verse 1:
I Can't go nowhere without getting frisked
For me in a place They think that I'm a risk
I get picked because I look like a convict
I just comply because I don't want conflict
Mama sees a baby But in their eyes I'm a criminal
Happens so damn much I think it's subliminal
I'm profiled as a dangerous individual
Searched every time it feels like it's traditional
They don't see a student they see a gang member
When they search me I try to keep my temper
They search me but not the kids who go smoke
Once they're done with the search they play it like a joke
They always tried to blame me for pushing work
Little did they know someone else is out doing dirt
They lay off me once I finally assert
They didn't find shit I bet they regret that illegal Search
Hook:
Everywhere I go I cop an illegal Search
They don't search no one else it's always been me first
They even pocket check me when I go to church
How many times will I be searched on this earth?
Everywhere I go I cop an illegal Search
They don't search no one else it's always been me first
They even pocket check me when I go to church
How many times will I be searched on this earth?
Verse 2:
Walk through the doors instantly get pat down
Thinkin I got that white because I'm that brown
Checkin my bags like it's a lost and found
Searched so many times I think that I lost count
Why am I discriminated for how I look
I make music because otherwise I'm not understood
Judging me based off the way I appear and dress
I guarantee they doubt I'll ever have success
Think I'm slanging shit in the restroom at school
That's not me but I know plenty who do
When they search me I hope they take it as a lesson
That since it happens so much I always pay attention
"Moses please come with me I think that you have a weapon"
then they come to find I had nothing in my possession
They've been searching me since before I was a freshman
So When my name gets mentioned I know their intention
Hook:
Everywhere I go I cop an illegal Search
They don't search no one else it's always been me first
They even pocket check me when I go to church
How many times will I be searched on this earth?
Everywhere I go I cop an illegal Search
They even search me where I go to learn
How would they feel if the roles were reversed
They see me and always assume the worst
Dope!
Fuck this is soo relaxing and cool,considerated by me like the best song i ever listen
Thanks a lot homie
waarom voel ik mij zo nu en dan zo ongelukkig?
ik wou dak beter was, in men gevoelens onderdrukken
ik probeer het soms wel ,maar regelmatig mislukket
dan hebbek vaak iets van, fuck it
,en sla ik alles aan stukken
wanneer ik later kalmeer, dan voel ik mij zo'n mislukking
niks wil lukken, en de lasten die ik draag,zijn te zwaar
dus ze blijven maar drukken ,toch zal ik strijden, enzo blijvet
, tot uiteindelijk men lijk in de put ligt
en als het moet, zal ik hem zelf nog schuppen
ben het beu! om weg te moete vluchten in drugs
ik wil de slechtste versie van mezelf ,nimeer terug
en ook geen messen meer, van mensen dak graag heb, in men rug!
ik wil alleen gewoon men leven kunnen leiden in rust
me smijten in kunst ,en bouwen aan men eigen geluk
om dat ik anders met de tijd ,wie weet, bezwijk onder druk
hook:
het is wat het is- ni wat het was- of wat het moest zijn
ni waar ik op gehoopt had, maar tijd heelt de pijn
ik heb ten allen tijde alleen ma mezelf willen zijn
dus aan ieder dak gewetst heb zeg ik dat het me spijt
want het is wat het is- ni wat het was -of wat het moest zijn
ni waar ik op gehoopt had, dus verbijt ik de pijn
en kijk ik enkel nog maar voorwaarts, naar waar ik wil zijn
en ieder dat ik ga kwetsen, zeg ik dat het me spijt
How are you?
Ups & downs, brother. Currently more down to be honest, but I hope things will get better. How are you?