The past few years have been mad , grew up and left school went and worked for my dad , 5 years on I’m going kinda strong but , gained some love gained some trust , when shit got real it all went tits up , got left because she sold me a dream she can’t keep up , the love I had for you was mad , got me moving all kinds of mad , needed to let out some anger but I cannot break my hands , if the money stops coming in how you gonna stand , though me and you would watch our kids playing in the sand , to me it is sad ,how 1 can walk away without looking back , says a lot babe but thank you I needed that
Shout out to my bro It’s message from the heart And you know that I’m proud that you are the way you are Tryna find direction like I’m shootings for the stars Sweet one nice complexion love the way she asks
feel like i need change its been a minuite now my demons theyd give anything just to see me down i never had good dad didnt get hand me downs mum used to say choose ur path that you go down i still kept u in my mind when i had douts even when i was broken and i was on the ground the truth hurts they dont like it when i rhyme i grew away from my friends and grew closer to the knife cah i know i know it stays with me when im closer to my time when i leave this world behind when im racing on a bike i put my pain through a mic speaking bout my own past it brings a tear to my eye social worker judged my mum but only i know that she tried she spent most night wiping tears from her eyes i was only age 10 she tried commiting suicide next day i went school and them all i was fine the truth is that im broken inside man dont laugh when i speak so dont call me no joke man ive held being jumped by a grown man if i catch a man lacking then its prolly unprovoked and your not badness and both of us know that being a clown is what your professionaly known as i put the flicky to his neck and done told me were the grows at im coming in the game like allows bro ur old akh it was hell were i lived mum tryna raise broken kids i hit the roads like jack thinkin satns gotta give my lifes like a movie i aint reading off a script and daddy got arrested couldve left us evicted its fucked up and twisted it werent coincidence when he turned into a victim im swimming in a tank surrounded by the big fish funny how my bro he made racks from a kitchen lifes all about playing a part with all the snakes and surpents guess it is what it isnt i remember being in care sterotype is that ull end up in prison i beat the system beat all them cold nights when i didnt have a visit went country dropping packs off ipsiwich i was talking to feind on the old days he missed it my name is called skitz so dont ever get it twisted my bro was stuck now he flipped if got himself a girl and a nice place he lives in this is my story yeman the shit that lived in
Yorkshire boy just tryna make it big like John stones When I talk bout scoring I'm not on about goals I'm on about the roads I'm picking up the sticks n I'm firing off the poles What you know about been out on your own in the blistering cold, exploring this lonely globe with no place to call your home That's the reason I hit ot for the first time at 16 years old I don't fuck wi drugs I just smoke my trees I Grew up in Heeley wi no Tom n Jerry on the TV only cats that's needed me Rats snitched greedily Broken n braised f the way we were raised locked up n caged If the colour that yellow tan beige then the crackheads getting waved. This ain't columbian it's the Peruvian way At least the know I been the kitchen like gargamel I'm hoping it won't dissolve and it'll hardly melt This ain't the columbian it's the Peruvian way If the colour that yellow tan beige then I'm profiting getting fully paid Sheff city boy born n raised I'm shooting 7 balls like the crucible Cah I take the 8ths n I move em all
Man we speak about past tense Ever since a young thug my thoughts been hard to process, I was in the trap spot bagging up fumes blowing out across the room, seen mummy get beat the fuck up in my mind all I thought was doom Starting writing my lyrics down on a pad, and I reminisce cah it’s all mad I was 15years old never met or had a picture with my dad, cousins in can never spoke to any other fam. Bunning zoots on the curly wurly Nike tracksuit looking creased and dirty I was bagging up buds slanging it all out in 30s grabbing a Ballers and started making a change See I need to get away, take a break I got fiends calling every morning I trap none stop no pausing the fiends are calling, my mummy’s eyes are balling it’s all fucked, cats putting needles in the same spots that’s bleeding
To all the ygs that thinks this is appealing I was like you but I’ve controlled my inner demons, get a blonde ting fill her up with semen, I’m like tecca with these ransoms call me the youngest champion I get a brick break it down bash it up man this life is fucked I roll another one smoke till I’m tokyo mum said have u been hitting T I said never that she said my nose going big like Pinocchio, Get round there with a bunch of groupie hoes take em to the studio I was 16 on a counch spot, 17 started investing into waps for my block
I wanna die I wanna leave I wanna disappear from everything Head feels unclear I’m trying to write smth sincere My life was a mess Always in distress Telling my ex to have a good year God was writing my chapter But thought fuck it Let me rip it Let me make this yute stronger Feeling feral Boys running like he’s on a treadmill Dump the body in a land fill Watch how the atmosphere Changes when I walk in the room People watching there doom All them story’s are probably true All this guilt fucking with my head Starting fights so I can feel again Trying to find my end But no one’s been there My life’s been fucked from the start And I’m 15 Trying to find my end
I wake up everyday and I’m just trynna be better then the last time lookin back at past time I’ve leveled up a lot everyday I’m thanking god and I’m counting up these blessings cuz lately I’ve been feelin like I’m favoured by the devil hes been speaking to my thoughts he’s been throwin up distractions but I’m building up a wall to destroy up all the signal I don’t need no bad connection I ain’t got them bad intentions I’m just learning from my life I’m just learning from my lessons But here’s for every1 Don’t be speakin down on people I can see that karma creeping in the corner of the shadows so you best stay out the way you gotta move in silence on yo tip toes ballerina
Times a healer so I gotta be patient, Put on my smile for the extra fakeness, Tryna trick the brain so I’m not complaining, down so bad I want out of the hatred, Sick of feeling invaded dictated divide and conquer that’s the games there playing, bills are going up but not the wages like start a new chapter without the pages, This the meaning of life I need guidance, Talk to u all the time but all I get is silence, 022 you had done your fighting was, stood around the grave with the family crying, I’m stressed alone and destroyed, There ain’t a man alive that could fill your void, In the kitchen, with no one to witness, One man army handling my business How can I escape the addiction, When all I see is your face in my visions, Feel like bran with the 3rd eyed raven, hope one day I’m a breaker of chains roar dracyrus, When the mirror stares back I’m ashamed of my conscience…. When the mirror stares back I’m ashamed of my conscience.
Tales from the Cov (Verse 1) Yo, life’s a heavy weight, draggin’ me down, Depressed in the shadows, wearin' a frown. In this cold, dark cov, where the demons lurk, Every story I tell, man, it’s hard as work. Streets full of pain, girls playin' games, Run where I'm from, all you see is flames. Boys in the struggle, chess on the grind, Pound for pound, we livin', but we losin' our mind. (Hook) I’m tellin’ my story, raw like a motherfucker, Heart's gettin' heavy, can’t take it, don’t suffer. From the low to the high, feel the love in the air, But it’s hard when you’re broke, know it's hard to care. (Verse 2) Anger in my veins, got the beast on attack, Spit fire on the mic, ain’t no holdin' me back. These girls in my life, they be givin' me hope, But they play with my heart like a slippery rope. Stuck in the cycle, can’t find no peace, Life’s a tightrope, but I’m never deceased. Got dreams like a king, but I’m fightin’ the stress, Livin’ fast in the moment, I’m a fucking mess. (Hook) I’m tellin’ my story, raw like a motherfucker, Heart's gettin' heavy, can’t take it, don't suffer. From the low to the high, feel the love in the air, But it’s hard when you’re broke, know it's hard to care. (Verse 3) But then I met a girl, yeah, she lit up my soul, In the chaos of life, she made me feel whole. Told her all my tales, now she knows the grind, From the lows to the highs, baby, we intertwined. Fucked up and broken, but she sees the light, In the cov, we rise, ready for this fight. So I spit it with passion, let the whole world see, These stories we tell, they define you and me. (Hook) I’m tellin’ my story, raw like a motherfucker, Heart's gettin' heavy, can’t take it, don't suffer. From the low to the high, feel the love in the air, But it’s hard when you’re broke, know it's hard to care. (Outro) Yeah, tales from the cov, where we play our cards, Girls by my side, we breakin’ down these bars. With every single word, I’m lettin’ it fly, In this life of a soldier, just a tale of a guy.
She said feeling me Then I do love When she actually wrong E Fla e kre fica só ku mi eu fico se tu ficares E podemos trocar alguns olhares Na mei di love luza e já right De onde eu vim is left right Czj na nha right arm
yo this is a cold hearted world that we living in tryna stack bread and they ask me who I'm bringing in I think I need to go OT just to live abit I just wanna relapse just a little bit my little brothers r in care and it gets me pissed maybe I could of done suttin maybe I could've kept running but I was the only man in the house bringing money in I was 13 and I was rolling with the pikeys tell me go and rob this and go and that I said no brudda I want a different type of graft so I told my brother it's go big or go home and he said I've lost my marbles and I've lost control they said I wouldn't be able to do what I do but what I do is what I do the best I wanna fly the fam out to Budapest I've seen knifes go thru a chest once u see that shit it never leaves ur head just because I've been told people wanna see me dead I said fuck them I ain't scared of them moretime never heard of em if they wanna take my life they better work for it I got a few man that will lurk on em I feel sorry for all the mum's that have lost there son's in this generation but life gets tough everyday a celebration I'm tryna make it to the top with no elevation
You this is something real life rap no cap one night I was out on the sesh messy with two my man dem and two gyal hit road to go to a casino before you no it we was 12 minutes from the destination this one like final destination 6 days from been in a coma
(I want to record this do i have permission to use your beat?) If your gonna do it then you gotta mean it If you don't do it for yourself then it defeats the meaning Life don't start when the weed hits you gotta lead it We're smoking all the weed just to get by I used to smoke to get high now it's a set back Sit back and open up that zip bag Roll up another one and relax Put my mind on relapse Pulled my intercostal on 3 drags Freedom comes at a cost of 3 grams There's more gang signs than peace signs Where's all the peace at i think we need a reset Where's all the p's at ain't no time to fuck up Run up get that bread and don't care what the wanna bes says Be who you wanna be friend be careful who you befriend Are they really gonna be with you in the deep end Are they gonna feed you to the beast lurking round the sheep pen Money and power got people feening Chase your dreams then otherwise your just dreaming Practice in what your preaching investigate your mindset When everything falls into pieces and you wonder wheres your lifes at You gotta move smart and pick up the pieces If your gonna do it then you gotta mean it If you don't do it for yourself then it defeats the meaning Life don't start when the weed hits you gotta lead it I hope your listening when I'm speaking We're living for tomorrow not just the weekend Time is not to be borrowed sometimes I wish I could freeze it Been through shit if I tell you, you wouldn't believe it I've had more than spirits in my head I've seen death at the end of my bed No matter how hard I try to escape that feeling always there Like a constant stare living in constant fear Loss of air now I'm losing hair and I don't want to share Because no one really cares and that's why no one really shares They can't bare to burden you with their problems So they keep to themselves and they keep it from you They present themselves as the perfect image But it's all just a stupid gimmick If you wanna be someone then be it Got to find the motivation and feed it Dont let the dark thoughts creep in Your have to work for what you asked for Stay true to yourself otherwise the lies pour Hurt who you love and who you would die for Watch them hate you and become eye sore
Every body's Deeping this Cus they no the realist is But I tryna reach with it U couldnt even rap when i dealing bits Up and them roads we had to feed our kids risk after risk after fam il take to the brink if dont u feel this shit Dont make me bally up and go feel the grip ....
feel like i need change its been a minuite now my demons theyd give anything just to see me down i never had good dad didnt get hand me downs mummy used to say choose ur path that you go down i still kept u in my mind when i had douts even when i was broken and i was on the ground the truth hurts they dont like it when i rhyme i grew away from my friends and grew closer to the knife cah i know i know it stays with me when im closer to my time when i leave this world behind when im racing on a bike i put my pain through a mic speaking bout my own past it brings a tear to eye
Yo this is pacas story pt1 look Ive seen another man turned to a nitty bro ive seen another man turn to the crack so I pick it spit it that's a good little rap I know another man went OT when there no come back no ptsd that shit got me mad so fucked up I was a messed up kid I was clutching on guns trying to shoot man's lid I so fucked up I was the phyco kid I was trying to rap and go back in grabbing on knifes just to poke man's skin
nose por donde tirar esto es plata o plomo pero quiero ganar plata y comer dorado el lomo yo no soy como vosotros ni por asomo no me muevo por interes aqui no existe ningún trono cuando más abajo estaba es cuando estaba mas solo la familia es lo primero y con eso tengo todo el amor es pasajero me lo dijo un relojero con ideas de oro por eso más media españa simpatiza con los toros me da igual llenar tres salas y tener mil volos La conciencia me conciencia y me pregunto como Se puede vender el alma por material incoloro superficial insonoro quimico como el cloro no busca accceptación no quiero la fama y si viene pues que venga así gano mi lana con letras doradas escritas en segudos, dias y semanas sé que hay mucha rana rencarnada en la industria, ratas malas firmas raras sistematizadas, doble cara, yo ire a full canviare la baraja
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The past few years have been mad , grew up and left school went and worked for my dad , 5 years on I’m going kinda strong but , gained some love gained some trust , when shit got real it all went tits up , got left because she sold me a dream she can’t keep up , the love I had for you was mad , got me moving all kinds of mad , needed to let out some anger but I cannot break my hands , if the money stops coming in how you gonna stand , though me and you would watch our kids playing in the sand , to me it is sad ,how 1 can walk away without looking back , says a lot babe but thank you I needed that
Shout out to my bro
It’s message from the heart
And you know that I’m proud that you are the way you are
Tryna find direction like I’m shootings for the stars
Sweet one nice complexion love the way she asks
feel like i need change its been a minuite now
my demons theyd give anything just to see me down
i never had good dad
didnt get hand me downs
mum used to say
choose ur path that you go down
i still kept u in my mind when i had douts
even when i was broken
and i was on the ground
the truth hurts
they dont like it when i rhyme
i grew away from my friends
and grew closer to the knife
cah i know
i know it stays with me
when im closer to my time
when i leave this world behind
when im racing on a bike
i put my pain through a mic
speaking bout my own past
it brings a tear to my eye
social worker judged my mum
but only i know that she tried
she spent most night
wiping tears from her eyes
i was only age 10
she tried commiting suicide
next day i went school
and them all i was fine
the truth is that im broken inside
man dont laugh when i speak
so dont call me no joke man
ive held being jumped
by a grown man
if i catch a man lacking
then its prolly unprovoked and
your not badness and both of us know that being a clown is what your
professionaly known as
i put the flicky to his neck
and done told me were the grows at
im coming in the game
like allows bro ur old akh
it was hell were i lived
mum tryna raise broken kids
i hit the roads like jack
thinkin satns gotta give
my lifes like a movie
i aint reading off a script and
daddy got arrested
couldve left us evicted
its fucked up and twisted
it werent coincidence
when he turned into a victim
im swimming in a tank
surrounded by the big fish
funny how my bro
he made racks from a kitchen
lifes all about playing a part
with all the snakes and surpents
guess it is what it isnt
i remember being in care
sterotype is that ull end up in prison
i beat the system
beat all them cold nights
when i didnt have a visit
went country dropping packs off ipsiwich
i was talking to feind
on the old days he missed it
my name is called skitz
so dont ever get it twisted
my bro was stuck
now he flipped if
got himself a girl
and a nice place he lives in
this is my story
yeman the shit that lived in
Yorkshire boy just tryna make it big like John stones
When I talk bout scoring I'm not on about goals I'm on about the roads
I'm picking up the sticks n I'm firing off the poles
What you know about been out on your own in the blistering cold, exploring this lonely globe with no place to call your home
That's the reason I hit ot for the first time at 16 years old
I don't fuck wi drugs I just smoke my trees I Grew up in Heeley wi no Tom n Jerry on the TV only cats that's needed me
Rats snitched greedily
Broken n braised f the way we were raised locked up n caged
If the colour that yellow tan beige then the crackheads getting waved.
This ain't columbian it's the Peruvian way
At least the know I been the kitchen like gargamel
I'm hoping it won't dissolve and it'll hardly melt
This ain't the columbian it's the Peruvian way
If the colour that yellow tan beige then I'm profiting getting fully paid
Sheff city boy born n raised
I'm shooting 7 balls like the crucible
Cah I take the 8ths n I move em all
Brother u have a game tomorrow at firvale
@@top5ive. hahaha
Man we speak about past tense
Ever since a young thug my thoughts been hard to process, I was in the trap spot bagging up fumes blowing out across the room, seen mummy get beat the fuck up in my mind all I thought was doom
Starting writing my lyrics down on a pad, and I reminisce cah it’s all mad I was 15years old never met or had a picture with my dad, cousins in can never spoke to any other fam.
Bunning zoots on the curly wurly Nike tracksuit looking creased and dirty
I was bagging up buds slanging it all out in 30s grabbing a Ballers and started making a change
See I need to get away, take a break
I got fiends calling every morning I trap none stop no pausing the fiends are calling, my mummy’s eyes are balling it’s all fucked, cats putting needles in the same spots that’s bleeding
To all the ygs that thinks this is appealing I was like you but I’ve controlled my inner demons, get a blonde ting fill her up with semen, I’m like tecca with these ransoms call me the youngest champion
I get a brick break it down bash it up man this life is fucked I roll another one smoke till I’m tokyo mum said have u been hitting T I said never that she said my nose going big like Pinocchio, Get round there with a bunch of groupie hoes take em to the studio
I was 16 on a counch spot, 17 started investing into waps for my block
fire bro
🙏🏼
I wanna die I wanna leave
I wanna disappear from everything
Head feels unclear
I’m trying to write smth sincere
My life was a mess
Always in distress
Telling my ex to have a good year
God was writing my chapter
But thought fuck it
Let me rip it
Let me make this yute stronger
Feeling feral
Boys running like he’s on a treadmill
Dump the body in a land fill
Watch how the atmosphere
Changes when I walk in the room
People watching there doom
All them story’s are probably true
All this guilt fucking with my head
Starting fights so I can feel again
Trying to find my end
But no one’s been there
My life’s been fucked from the start
And I’m 15
Trying to find my end
I wake up everyday
and I’m just trynna be
better then the last time
lookin back at past time I’ve leveled up a lot everyday I’m thanking god
and I’m counting up these blessings cuz lately I’ve been feelin
like I’m favoured by the devil
hes been speaking to my thoughts he’s been throwin up distractions
but I’m building up a wall
to destroy up all the signal
I don’t need no bad connection
I ain’t got them bad intentions
I’m just learning from my life
I’m just learning from my lessons
But here’s for every1
Don’t be speakin down on people
I can see that karma creeping in the corner of the shadows
so you best stay out the way you gotta move in silence on yo tip toes ballerina
Wow 🥂
This is ass
🎉
Keep going 💥
Times a healer so I gotta be patient,
Put on my smile for the extra fakeness,
Tryna trick the brain so I’m not complaining,
down so bad I want out of the hatred,
Sick of feeling invaded dictated divide and conquer that’s the games there playing,
bills are going up but not the wages like start a new chapter without the pages,
This the meaning of life I need guidance,
Talk to u all the time but all I get is silence,
022 you had done your fighting was, stood around the grave with the family crying,
I’m stressed alone and destroyed,
There ain’t a man alive that could fill your void,
In the kitchen, with no one to witness,
One man army handling my business
How can I escape the addiction,
When all I see is your face in my visions,
Feel like bran with the 3rd eyed raven,
hope one day I’m a breaker of chains roar dracyrus,
When the mirror stares back I’m ashamed of my conscience…. When the mirror stares back I’m ashamed of my conscience.
💥💥
Tales from the Cov
(Verse 1)
Yo, life’s a heavy weight, draggin’ me down,
Depressed in the shadows, wearin' a frown.
In this cold, dark cov, where the demons lurk,
Every story I tell, man, it’s hard as work.
Streets full of pain, girls playin' games,
Run where I'm from, all you see is flames.
Boys in the struggle, chess on the grind,
Pound for pound, we livin', but we losin' our mind.
(Hook)
I’m tellin’ my story, raw like a motherfucker,
Heart's gettin' heavy, can’t take it, don’t suffer.
From the low to the high, feel the love in the air,
But it’s hard when you’re broke, know it's hard to care.
(Verse 2)
Anger in my veins, got the beast on attack,
Spit fire on the mic, ain’t no holdin' me back.
These girls in my life, they be givin' me hope,
But they play with my heart like a slippery rope.
Stuck in the cycle, can’t find no peace,
Life’s a tightrope, but I’m never deceased.
Got dreams like a king, but I’m fightin’ the stress,
Livin’ fast in the moment, I’m a fucking mess.
(Hook)
I’m tellin’ my story, raw like a motherfucker,
Heart's gettin' heavy, can’t take it, don't suffer.
From the low to the high, feel the love in the air,
But it’s hard when you’re broke, know it's hard to care.
(Verse 3)
But then I met a girl, yeah, she lit up my soul,
In the chaos of life, she made me feel whole.
Told her all my tales, now she knows the grind,
From the lows to the highs, baby, we intertwined.
Fucked up and broken, but she sees the light,
In the cov, we rise, ready for this fight.
So I spit it with passion, let the whole world see,
These stories we tell, they define you and me.
(Hook)
I’m tellin’ my story, raw like a motherfucker,
Heart's gettin' heavy, can’t take it, don't suffer.
From the low to the high, feel the love in the air,
But it’s hard when you’re broke, know it's hard to care.
(Outro)
Yeah, tales from the cov, where we play our cards,
Girls by my side, we breakin’ down these bars.
With every single word, I’m lettin’ it fly,
In this life of a soldier, just a tale of a guy.
Wtf fam
Real shit😤
She said feeling me
Then I do love
When she actually wrong
E Fla e kre fica só ku mi eu fico se tu ficares
E podemos trocar alguns olhares
Na mei di love luza e já right
De onde eu vim is left right
Czj na nha right arm
yo this is a cold hearted world that we living in
tryna stack bread
and they ask me who I'm bringing in
I think I need to go OT just to live abit
I just wanna relapse just a little bit
my little brothers r in care and it gets me pissed
maybe I could of done suttin
maybe I could've kept running
but I was the only man in the house bringing money in
I was 13 and I was rolling with the pikeys
tell me go and rob this and go and that
I said no brudda I want a different type of graft
so I told my brother
it's go big or go home
and he said I've lost my marbles and I've lost control
they said I wouldn't be able to do what I do but what I do is what I do the best
I wanna fly the fam out to Budapest
I've seen knifes go thru a chest
once u see that shit it never leaves ur head
just because I've been told people wanna see me dead
I said fuck them I ain't scared of them
moretime never heard of em
if they wanna take my life they better work for it
I got a few man that will lurk on em
I feel sorry for all the mum's that have lost there son's in this generation
but life gets tough everyday a celebration
I'm tryna make it to the top with no elevation
You this is something real life rap no cap one night I was out on the sesh messy with two my man dem and two gyal hit road to go to a casino before you no it we was 12 minutes from the destination this one like final destination 6 days from been in a coma
(I want to record this do i have permission to use your beat?)
If your gonna do it then you gotta mean it
If you don't do it for yourself then it defeats the meaning
Life don't start when the weed hits you gotta lead it
We're smoking all the weed just to get by
I used to smoke to get high now it's a set back
Sit back and open up that zip bag
Roll up another one and relax
Put my mind on relapse
Pulled my intercostal on 3 drags
Freedom comes at a cost of 3 grams
There's more gang signs than peace signs
Where's all the peace at i think we need a reset
Where's all the p's at ain't no time to fuck up
Run up get that bread and don't care what the wanna bes says
Be who you wanna be friend be careful who you befriend
Are they really gonna be with you in the deep end
Are they gonna feed you to the beast lurking round the sheep pen
Money and power got people feening
Chase your dreams then otherwise your just dreaming
Practice in what your preaching investigate your mindset
When everything falls into pieces and you wonder wheres your lifes at
You gotta move smart and pick up the pieces
If your gonna do it then you gotta mean it
If you don't do it for yourself then it defeats the meaning
Life don't start when the weed hits you gotta lead it
I hope your listening when I'm speaking
We're living for tomorrow not just the weekend
Time is not to be borrowed sometimes I wish I could freeze it
Been through shit if I tell you, you wouldn't believe it
I've had more than spirits in my head
I've seen death at the end of my bed
No matter how hard I try to escape that feeling always there
Like a constant stare living in constant fear
Loss of air now I'm losing hair and I don't want to share
Because no one really cares and that's why no one really shares
They can't bare to burden you with their problems
So they keep to themselves and they keep it from you
They present themselves as the perfect image
But it's all just a stupid gimmick
If you wanna be someone then be it
Got to find the motivation and feed it
Dont let the dark thoughts creep in
Your have to work for what you asked for
Stay true to yourself otherwise the lies pour
Hurt who you love and who you would die for
Watch them hate you and become eye sore
Yeah bro all beats are free for non-profit use, but if you want to upload to Spotify, etc. you need to buy a lease (link in bio/pinned comment)
@@prodbygloyo thank you 🙏 Ill tag you in all the posts
Every body's Deeping this
Cus they no the realist is
But I tryna reach with it
U couldnt even rap when i dealing bits
Up and them roads we had to feed our kids risk after risk after fam il take to the brink if dont u feel this shit
Dont make me bally up and go feel the grip ....
🖤🥷💯
❤️
feel like i need change its been a minuite now
my demons theyd give anything just to see me down
i never had good dad
didnt get hand me downs
mummy used to say
choose ur path that you go down
i still kept u in my mind when i had douts
even when i was broken
and i was on the ground
the truth hurts
they dont like it when i rhyme
i grew away from my friends
and grew closer to the knife
cah i know
i know it stays with me
when im closer to my time
when i leave this world behind
when im racing on a bike
i put my pain through a mic
speaking bout my own past
it brings a tear to eye
U got any beats with a quote from a movie at the start??
Yo this is pacas story pt1 look
Ive seen another man turned to a nitty bro ive seen another man turn to the crack so I pick it spit it that's a good little rap I know another man went OT when there no come back no ptsd that shit got me mad so fucked up I was a messed up kid I was clutching on guns trying to shoot man's lid I so fucked up I was the phyco kid I was trying to rap and go back in grabbing on knifes just to poke man's skin
The mix is quiet any way you can get a louder version ?
fix your ears the mix is perfect
nose por donde tirar esto es plata o plomo
pero quiero ganar plata y comer dorado el lomo
yo no soy como vosotros ni por asomo
no me muevo por interes aqui no existe ningún trono
cuando más abajo estaba es cuando estaba mas solo
la familia es lo primero y con eso tengo todo
el amor es pasajero me lo dijo un relojero con ideas de oro
por eso más media españa simpatiza con los toros
me da igual llenar tres salas y tener mil volos
La conciencia me conciencia y me pregunto como
Se puede vender el alma por material incoloro
superficial insonoro quimico como el cloro
no busca accceptación no quiero la fama
y si viene pues que venga así gano mi lana
con letras doradas escritas en segudos, dias y semanas
sé que hay mucha rana rencarnada en la industria, ratas malas
firmas raras sistematizadas, doble cara, yo ire a full canviare la baraja