Kovalamam lazım sonumu ben sizin gibi hissedemem Bu yüzden hislerim aynı değil hiçbirinizle Sadece biri vardı o da kaldı çok eskilerde Geçti gitti artık ilham almam gözlerinden Bıraktım bende çift kişilik hayalleri geride Ciğerlerim yemyeşilken suçlayıp dururlardı
La mia vita giuro è triste Sono in sbatti quasi sempre Forse sono anch’io Che non seguo mai le regole Genitori immigrati Una casa era un sogno Non ho preso il diploma L’avrei voluto ma per loro Al quarto lascio scuola I miei sogni più grandi di Sentirmi valutare Da chi finge di sentirmi Firmo senza leggere È stata una condanna Il mio manager uno squalo Mi sentivo un pesce fuor d’acqua Però mi è servito Ho capito come funziona Ho capito che ti ama Ti ama senza un fine Non sono egoista Però pensi al culo Piango Napoli Isma è divento un angelo
Baby estoy missin’, en un mar de crisis Pero el piti on my lips, y lo dificil se hace facil Cada doze de septiembre, no se si me entiendes Hago que mi cora tiemble, he de moverme mas agil
Dimmi te come fare Dimmi Come fate A cambiare quello che siete ma per chi compiace Chi sostiene se conviene mi da un peso in pancia Come se poi sostenere fosse un bene a random Cosa vuoi dalla tua vita cosa ~ punti te Ogni passo è puntina per fissar lo step Non so come starti accanto non so dove andrai Come un treno che è importante ma non parte mai Mai speso niente dal conto dell’antiorgoglio Mai preso niente dal borsone del controllo Bimbo senza freni e righe accanto Crescendo ho imparato chi cresce impara come placare un diavolo Diamine poi arriva lei Così intensa, i buoni modi Sorriso timido non pensa ai nuovi slogan Tiene coscienza davanti alle nuove mode Non va di moda Ci pensi dai A chi soffre dopo quel gesto non ci pensi mai Oggi si manca di rispetto e non si pensa agli altri Ma senza gli altri dove pensi di andare Piedi per terra un optional da pagare Ho pagato per i miei sbagli Non va via l’amaro in bocca Certi argomenti ancora mi toccano Certi contesti ancora soffocano la serenità e l’ansia si lancia a peso morto Ho imparato a conoscermi Ad essere curioso Capendo che per stare vivo Devi stare al mondo Non ho problemi sono il primo Sono in pace solo Non mi circondo di quel circo che punta a incitare odio Ho dato spazio al mio dolore Ha bruciato la pelle Cura di un frutto acerbo Cura il mio dubbio esistenziale Siamo schiavi di una menta che è nata per comandare Schiavi di chi commenta per il gusto di commentare Non sto al tuo gioco non più Non voglio più farlo Ho perso la mia retta via nel buio nel caldo Dentro un labirinto stavo diventando pazzo Non l’ho finito sono uscito scavando Partendo dal basso Se non parte la nave Progetta la tua zattera Non è a causa delle onde se poi il naufrago si ammazzerà Ho un eccessivo attaccamento per quello che ho perso Odio l’eccesso, mi imprigiona non ho via di mezzo qua Non porgo più fiducia in un - contratto a 6 cifre perché pure senza Qual-cosa bolle in pentola Pongo resistenza alla mancanza di pazienza Poi dico tutto apposto e non me ne va bene mezza E benedico chi ci crede le - cose cambiano. Un anno fa tremavo in mezzo al fango Perdevo d’occhio la scrittura in quanto Non mi rialzasse ma infierisse su ogni danno Come faccio Le notti insonni han suggerito tanto Neanch’essa ti potrà salvare devi farlo e basta piuttosto prendila come se fosse un arma E mentre cresce la corazza soffia note su sta fiamma La benzina della vita chi cazzo la può fornire ?
No puedo parar yo me puse una meta,y al que se ponga cargo una beretta,y al nene que aprieta, la vida es dificil dinero en maletas,pasando manteca Viviendo la muvi ,disfrazes, caretas, Algunos que te odian porque otros te respetan ,yo se que me quieren ver mal, algunos me odian
this story’s bout a chick i met in college she was beautiful as anything she’s nearly earned her hounours she grew up in the ghetto didn’t see it as a problem but her brothers in a gang and lately he’s been having problems cos he’s smoking everything and doing drugs like no tommorow it started with a threat
All of the days I ran out I use to steal from the town People that I hung around Started to switch when the rumors went round' I needed food I was out Fuck walkin on lines- I was walkin on ropes
I was walking on ropes Thin to the thread Was suffering insomnia Couldn't sleep In a bed Every time I woke up I was dreaming again Of money and fame Love and success Guess those things I cant ever attest They wonder where I'm gone Guess im missing again
Sure, here's another storytelling rap inspired by Dave's style, focusing on a personal journey and deeper themes: --- **[Verse 1]** I knew this kid named Liam, smart but lost in the system, Barely had a chance, man, society missed him, Grew up in the flats where the dreams don't last, Always caught in the struggle, tryna outrun his past. His mum worked two jobs, but the rent’s still late, Dad disappeared, never seen his face, So Liam turned to the roads, started lookin' for an out, Heard the money's on the corner, that’s what life’s about. He was only sixteen, sellin' food on the low, Quick cash in his pocket, thought he’s ready to grow, But he ain't know the dangers, how the streets take their toll, Every pound that he made was just diggin' a hole. I tried to tell him, "Bro, you got a mind, you can change," But he laughed and he shrugged, said, "Life's just a game." I saw the pain in his eyes, he was lost, he was trapped, Every day was a gamble, one wrong move, and that’s that. **[Chorus]** Life's a maze when you're stuck in the ends, Chasin' dreams but you're losin' your friends, Tryna find hope, but it feels like pretend, Just tryna make it out, man, we're prayin' for an end. **[Verse 2]** Weeks turned to months, now Liam's in deep, Movin' weight on the block, can't afford no sleep, Started buyin' flash things, new kicks, new clothes, But the stress on his mind only God really knows. One night, he called me, voice shaky on the phone, Said he’s in some trouble, feels like he's alone, Had a run-in with some guys, now they after his head, Owes them a stack, yeah, the streets want him dead. I told him, "Lay low, stay inside, just breathe," But he said, "Nah, fam, I got mouths to feed," He was takin' on the world, tryna play a grown man's game, But the odds ain't in favor when you're livin' in the flames. That night, I waited, hopin' he'd be alright, But the streets took another, yeah, they swallowed him in spite, Next day, got the call, man, my heart just froze, Another young soul lost to the life that he chose. **[Chorus]** Life's a maze when you're stuck in the ends, Chasin' dreams but you're losin' your friends, Tryna find hope, but it feels like pretend, Just tryna make it out, man, we're prayin' for an end. **[Verse 3]** Now I’m sittin' here thinkin', what's the message in this tale? We get caught in the cycle, same stories, same hell, Liam had potential, he was bright, he was keen, But the streets took his light, left us all in between. I look at the youth now, see the same kind of eyes, Hunger for success, but the streets tellin' lies, Quick money seems sweet till you're caught in the trap, One wrong move, and you ain't comin' back. I know it's tough, man, we all want a way out, Tryna make a change but we caught in the doubt, So I rap these stories, tryna shed some light, Hoping one day we can break out the night. **[Outro]** Life's a maze when you're stuck in the ends, But we gotta keep pushin', yeah, we gotta transcend, Remember Liam's name, let his story extend, A lesson in the struggle, in the pain that we fend. --- This rap tells the story of a young man named Liam who gets caught up in street life, exploring themes of struggle, choices, and the harsh realities of trying to escape the cycle.
Waarom denk je dat ik smoke van die jerry. Om de pijn te vergeten. Ik heb iedereen gecarried. Ha wat zou je doen met leven. Als je niks hebt maar alles wilt geven. Ha dit is die kid. Met duizend problemen. Geen stress mijn brood zal ik breken. Met degene. Die mij back had. Al heel mij leven. Tis 7.
Growing up I was far from perfect The old me I should've crash and burnt it Doing research and studying rap net surfin That was my type of learning From young I was into music Why would I waste my time and boot it I'm putting my all in one basket, im not trynna say I deserve it It wasn't all plain and simple Rap game I'm gonna cause an impulse Controlling my mental cuz at times man I wasn't ready for singles
Wasn't ready for singles Had to learn on my own Didn't have a girl friend So no one blowing up my phone But that's cool Cause I wanna get my priorities right Like make alot of money and spending it right Take care of my family and feeding them right
Now im taking time to write bars making it all rhyme Until then I sit under the stars maybe one day I'll be chilling w the stars My scars are on show like Britain's got talent But no one told me j had the cannon Were not on camera never see me on the TV
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Kovalamam lazım sonumu ben sizin gibi hissedemem
Bu yüzden hislerim aynı değil hiçbirinizle
Sadece biri vardı o da kaldı çok eskilerde
Geçti gitti artık ilham almam gözlerinden
Bıraktım bende çift kişilik hayalleri geride
Ciğerlerim yemyeşilken suçlayıp dururlardı
İstemem artık meskenim karanlık olsun
La mia vita giuro è triste
Sono in sbatti quasi sempre
Forse sono anch’io
Che non seguo mai le regole
Genitori immigrati
Una casa era un sogno
Non ho preso il diploma
L’avrei voluto ma per loro
Al quarto lascio scuola
I miei sogni più grandi di
Sentirmi valutare
Da chi finge di sentirmi
Firmo senza leggere
È stata una condanna
Il mio manager uno squalo
Mi sentivo un pesce fuor d’acqua
Però mi è servito
Ho capito come funziona
Ho capito che ti ama
Ti ama senza un fine
Non sono egoista
Però pensi al culo
Piango Napoli
Isma è divento un angelo
Baby estoy missin’, en un mar de crisis
Pero el piti on my lips, y lo dificil se hace facil
Cada doze de septiembre, no se si me entiendes
Hago que mi cora tiemble, he de moverme mas agil
Dimmi te come fare
Dimmi
Come fate
A cambiare quello che siete ma per chi compiace
Chi sostiene se conviene mi da un peso in pancia
Come se poi sostenere fosse un bene a random
Cosa vuoi dalla tua vita cosa ~ punti te
Ogni passo è puntina per fissar lo step
Non so come starti accanto non so dove andrai
Come un treno che è importante ma non parte mai
Mai speso niente dal conto dell’antiorgoglio
Mai preso niente dal borsone del controllo
Bimbo senza freni e righe accanto
Crescendo ho imparato chi cresce impara come placare un diavolo
Diamine poi arriva lei
Così intensa, i buoni modi
Sorriso timido non pensa ai nuovi slogan
Tiene coscienza davanti alle nuove mode
Non va di moda
Ci pensi dai
A chi soffre dopo quel gesto non ci pensi mai
Oggi si manca di rispetto e non si pensa agli altri
Ma senza gli altri dove pensi di andare
Piedi per terra un optional da pagare
Ho pagato per i miei sbagli
Non va via l’amaro in bocca
Certi argomenti ancora mi toccano
Certi contesti ancora soffocano la serenità e l’ansia si lancia a peso morto
Ho imparato a conoscermi
Ad essere curioso
Capendo che per stare vivo
Devi stare al mondo
Non ho problemi sono il primo
Sono in pace solo
Non mi circondo di quel circo che punta a incitare odio
Ho dato spazio al mio dolore
Ha bruciato la pelle
Cura di un frutto acerbo
Cura il mio dubbio esistenziale
Siamo schiavi di una menta che è nata per comandare
Schiavi di chi commenta per il gusto di commentare
Non sto al tuo gioco non più
Non voglio più farlo
Ho perso la mia retta via nel buio nel caldo
Dentro un labirinto stavo diventando pazzo
Non l’ho finito sono uscito scavando
Partendo dal basso
Se non parte la nave
Progetta la tua zattera
Non è a causa delle onde se poi il naufrago si ammazzerà
Ho un eccessivo attaccamento per quello che ho perso
Odio l’eccesso, mi imprigiona non ho via di mezzo qua
Non porgo più fiducia in un - contratto a 6 cifre
perché pure senza
Qual-cosa bolle in pentola
Pongo resistenza alla mancanza di pazienza
Poi dico tutto apposto e non me ne va bene mezza
E benedico chi ci crede le - cose cambiano.
Un anno fa tremavo in mezzo al fango
Perdevo d’occhio la scrittura in quanto
Non mi rialzasse ma infierisse su ogni danno
Come faccio
Le notti insonni han suggerito tanto
Neanch’essa ti potrà salvare devi farlo e basta piuttosto prendila come se fosse un arma
E mentre cresce la corazza soffia note su sta fiamma
La benzina della vita chi cazzo la può fornire ?
No puedo parar yo me puse una meta,y al que se ponga cargo una beretta,y al nene que aprieta, la vida es dificil dinero en maletas,pasando manteca
Viviendo la muvi ,disfrazes, caretas,
Algunos que te odian porque otros te respetan
,yo se que me quieren ver mal,
algunos me odian
this story’s bout a chick i met in college
she was beautiful as anything she’s nearly earned her hounours
she grew up in the ghetto didn’t see it as a problem
but her brothers in a gang and lately he’s been having problems
cos he’s smoking everything and doing drugs like no tommorow
it started with a threat
Yo andaba buscando una flor
La encontré
Pero mi ego la mato
Ya no sé
Si fue que dios me abandonó
Pero se
Que yo no tengo perdón
All of the days I ran out
I use to steal from the town
People that I hung around
Started to switch when the rumors went round'
I needed food I was out
Fuck walkin on lines- I was walkin on ropes
I was walking on ropes
Thin to the thread
Was suffering insomnia
Couldn't sleep In a bed
Every time I woke up
I was dreaming again
Of money and fame
Love and success
Guess those things
I cant ever attest
They wonder where I'm gone
Guess im missing again
@@MJ-mh3im take my lyrics and check out my new stuff
Sure, here's another storytelling rap inspired by Dave's style, focusing on a personal journey and deeper themes:
---
**[Verse 1]**
I knew this kid named Liam, smart but lost in the system,
Barely had a chance, man, society missed him,
Grew up in the flats where the dreams don't last,
Always caught in the struggle, tryna outrun his past.
His mum worked two jobs, but the rent’s still late,
Dad disappeared, never seen his face,
So Liam turned to the roads, started lookin' for an out,
Heard the money's on the corner, that’s what life’s about.
He was only sixteen, sellin' food on the low,
Quick cash in his pocket, thought he’s ready to grow,
But he ain't know the dangers, how the streets take their toll,
Every pound that he made was just diggin' a hole.
I tried to tell him, "Bro, you got a mind, you can change,"
But he laughed and he shrugged, said, "Life's just a game."
I saw the pain in his eyes, he was lost, he was trapped,
Every day was a gamble, one wrong move, and that’s that.
**[Chorus]**
Life's a maze when you're stuck in the ends,
Chasin' dreams but you're losin' your friends,
Tryna find hope, but it feels like pretend,
Just tryna make it out, man, we're prayin' for an end.
**[Verse 2]**
Weeks turned to months, now Liam's in deep,
Movin' weight on the block, can't afford no sleep,
Started buyin' flash things, new kicks, new clothes,
But the stress on his mind only God really knows.
One night, he called me, voice shaky on the phone,
Said he’s in some trouble, feels like he's alone,
Had a run-in with some guys, now they after his head,
Owes them a stack, yeah, the streets want him dead.
I told him, "Lay low, stay inside, just breathe,"
But he said, "Nah, fam, I got mouths to feed,"
He was takin' on the world, tryna play a grown man's game,
But the odds ain't in favor when you're livin' in the flames.
That night, I waited, hopin' he'd be alright,
But the streets took another, yeah, they swallowed him in spite,
Next day, got the call, man, my heart just froze,
Another young soul lost to the life that he chose.
**[Chorus]**
Life's a maze when you're stuck in the ends,
Chasin' dreams but you're losin' your friends,
Tryna find hope, but it feels like pretend,
Just tryna make it out, man, we're prayin' for an end.
**[Verse 3]**
Now I’m sittin' here thinkin', what's the message in this tale?
We get caught in the cycle, same stories, same hell,
Liam had potential, he was bright, he was keen,
But the streets took his light, left us all in between.
I look at the youth now, see the same kind of eyes,
Hunger for success, but the streets tellin' lies,
Quick money seems sweet till you're caught in the trap,
One wrong move, and you ain't comin' back.
I know it's tough, man, we all want a way out,
Tryna make a change but we caught in the doubt,
So I rap these stories, tryna shed some light,
Hoping one day we can break out the night.
**[Outro]**
Life's a maze when you're stuck in the ends,
But we gotta keep pushin', yeah, we gotta transcend,
Remember Liam's name, let his story extend,
A lesson in the struggle, in the pain that we fend.
---
This rap tells the story of a young man named Liam who gets caught up in street life, exploring themes of struggle, choices, and the harsh realities of trying to escape the cycle.
Waarom denk je dat ik smoke van die jerry. Om de pijn te vergeten. Ik heb iedereen gecarried. Ha wat zou je doen met leven. Als je niks hebt maar alles wilt geven. Ha dit is die kid. Met duizend problemen.
Geen stress mijn brood zal ik breken. Met degene. Die mij back had. Al heel mij leven. Tis 7.
Growing up I was far from perfect
The old me I should've crash and burnt it
Doing research and studying rap net surfin
That was my type of learning
From young I was into music
Why would I waste my time and boot it
I'm putting my all in one basket, im not trynna say I deserve it
It wasn't all plain and simple
Rap game I'm gonna cause an impulse
Controlling my mental cuz at times man I wasn't ready for singles
Wasn't ready for singles
Had to learn on my own
Didn't have a girl friend
So no one blowing up my phone
But that's cool
Cause I wanna get my priorities right
Like make alot of money and spending it right
Take care of my family and feeding them right
Now im taking time to write bars making it all rhyme
Until then I sit under the stars maybe one day I'll be chilling w the stars
My scars are on show like Britain's got talent
But no one told me j had the cannon
Were not on camera never see me on the TV
too consistent
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