[FREE] UK Rap Type Beat X Nines Type Beat X Clavish Type Beat 2024 - "HURT" (Prod. DTG)

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  • Опубліковано 28 жов 2024

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  • @dtgonthatrack2
    @dtgonthatrack2  9 місяців тому

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  • @alexey_mamochkin
    @alexey_mamochkin 9 місяців тому +1

    D …T….G 🔥🔥🔥

  • @Amaru722
    @Amaru722 9 місяців тому

    Life is what you make it
    Tough decisions can makes perfect precision
    When thinking about my heart condition, it can be a hard decision
    Wether I can take the pain that lies in my chest, for days, or work harder then ever till I collapse on the scene this ant no dream,
    And I'm getting tired of my movement cause their is no progression, even after learning lessons it's like I'm forgotten what I was taught it's like I'm caught in the Storm and from here I'm ready to give up and let go of my family and friend's become a ghost to society vividly you could catch a glimpse of me in a scene of your dream's, and when I write rhymes I close my eye's and let the Lord do his thing, most of the times when I do drop the pen to the pad I'll be creating lyrical stories from way back, but these days I been in the dark smoke blowing out the window, thinking of scenarios where I fit in, cause listen
    I been abit distant with reason's, maybe it's not my season
    And I'm believing life is not everyone if anyone understood the real mission of staying alive then I need some advice cause maybe my thought's wouldn't repeat itself and I would make better Idea's how to deal within the pain of struggling failed my education turned to hustling, and battling the depression that I hide, I ant really afraid to die and this is why,
    Betrayed at a young age,
    Anxiety left me in a cage
    And pain stains quicker then paint,
    Loneliness can't really blame, cause it help me past some stages,
    Of rage, and wasn't proud of the day's I did blaze, but it was better then the company I had around, lost of few who were closer then most turned ghostly like how my letter's fade away on the page, talked to many tombstone on my way on getting older and colder in this life that was given to me, it's seem like I Don't see myself as a great person more like a journalist who's writing a list to tell you how to be cautious when dealing with vicious episodes, and street code's, I don't believe only the strongest stay alive, I believe it's the one's who are afraid to die, afraid to understand what's on the otherside lives out the journey for a long time,