Free Sad Type Beat - "Help Me"
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- Опубліковано 27 жов 2024
- Free Sad Type Beat - "Help Me" | Emotional Rap Piano Instrumental 2023
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*can someone help me?*
You never disappoint, Raspo always on point
I took a t break, going the other way
Feeling healthier by each day
3rd day in to win
Not fuckin up myself
Get out of this cell
That's my brain on repeat
Everytime i hear scream
I don't understand, gotta keep it real
We never wanted this thrill
Sincerely, Rob.
Thanks for making a difference in this world, If i ever get to speak to you in real life man!
Been listening to your beats for years, Literally my worst painful years gon through with your beats.
Thanks for being the person that kept me going for all these years, You truly deserve all the love you can get!
:)
🥺
Thank you so much for your songs, brother. ❤❤❤❤
Oczywiście ❤
This song reminds me of the past, what destroys us is our own mind
As vezes falto ânimo
as vezes falta amor
mas ando perdendo a fé
eu sinto que não posso perder o amor
porque esse mundo ja tá muito vazio..
recolhendo os pedaços que ainda restam de mim
não sei se devo sonhar ou obstinar
eu tão jovem com a cabeça tão turbulenta
tentando buscar uma direção
só vejo coisas vazias no caminho tentando me sugar
mas eu só quero os braços de Deus e o teu sentir
quando eu lutava pra provar o melhor de mim pros meus pais
Perfection🔥💪🏽
nice vocal chops
Help" me" paths all most crashed and my thoughts brought it deep when i speak! Raspo ! Amazing so much Heart u put And ur music ❤!
Wow❤
This is amazing. Thank you Raspo 🥺
Thank you 🙏🏻
Beautiful instrumental 🙏🏻
Good one ❤
Best❤
Raspo this is so beautiful ❤❤
Thank you so much 🙏🏻
Your music ❤🥺
🙏🏻🙏🏻
awesome!
Damn once again a amazing deep going beat bro, keep it up!💯🔥
Thanks 🙏🏻
dope!!
Love it. Beat Siiick❤
Much love 🙏🏻
@@raspobeats Yea i need it😔🙏
Good! 🔥
Fine beat
clean
Good job 🔥🫰❤️😍✨️
Thanks 🙏🏻
Big Bett bro ❤
Thanks bro
Fire 🔥🔥
nice dude!!
Nice ❤️❤️❤️
This cover art is dope
love it
Amazing beat
masterpiece ❤❤
❤😌👍
nice one!!
Crying
Super 🥺🥺
Thanks 🙏🏻
you are so talented dude!
🚀
Dam very nice beat i can feel the emotion 🙏🙏
Wow so perfect 👍🏻
RASPO I SEE YOU!!!!
👀👀
❤❤❤
#65
Ni en mil años
Tu sonrisa con forma de medialuna
Contigo al lado nada me asusta
Tu voz la única ayuda
De tantas energías la tuya la más pura
Contigo hasta la inmortalidad es un regalo
No me cansaría ni en mil años
De noche mi armadura ante el daño
De día mi alegría cuando nos cruzamos
Supe que de un diez pase a un once
Cada vez que sentía tus roces
En el arcoiris tantos tipos de colores
Ni uno tan fuerte como la mezcla de nuestros amores
Cuando aceptaste supe que había vencido
Algo imposible de haber creído
Nuestros hilos entrelazados
Cuando mi camino estaba cortado
Aún recuerdo el gris antes
Que hasta tornaba en negro con algunas variantes
Una nube encima gigante
Un reflejo de mi mediocridad constante
Lo único creativo era mi propia tortura
Resquebrajado ante mi sombra muda
Cuanto duraría era mi duda
Incluso extintas las ganas de furia
Pues ese vaso había colapsado
Mi cráneo sobrepasado
Muchas ideas y ningún resultado
Hacia solo círculos pensando en cuadrados
Una época así recordarla me apena
Pero impulsa como me sacaste de mis penas
Fuiste la red ante un lago de tinieblas
No pertenecía a esas aguas me tiraron desde fuera
Para mí chispa tu fuiste la vela
Te protegeria como una almeja a su perla
Eres todo lo que una persona espera
En mi eterno invierno fuiste mi primavera
Y espero no la última
Por siempre te voy a amar
No te permitiría ni dudar
Para mí dicha un iman
Simplesmente incrível obrigado
So good bro
I love how you often re-use samples. It helps make it possible for artists to make a "part2" or a remix to further explore the emotions they put into the first song.
I love to remake my old beats 🙏🏻
@Raspo I genuinely love that, I do more writing than anything nowadays, but your remakes often give me the chance to write more about a certain feeling/experience.
Good instrumental 😢
🙏🏻
👍🔥👍🔥👍🔥👍🔥
🤙🏻🤙🏻
I can't cap, Raspo you and sleepless beats should make a song together. You are my inspiration. I'm in middle school and got out of a recent breakup. I needed help, but no one came. I always end up dreaming about all that we've been through. Sometimes it hurts when my brother says "Look at him, you know you want him back" or "You messed up big time." I changed. I don't let people boss me around and call me names while I sit there looking like I'm just moving to earth (I'm not that soft, but that's what my brother said). I have his snap but I don't plan on talking to him just looking at photos. I lost another close friend who wrote me letters of "I H8 U" last week. My sister and I are preparing to talk to his dad today so I am not as worried as I would have been last year. Anyway, I am proud of myself (I know it sounds stupid) but through everything, heartbreaks, depression, family and trust issues, etc. AND I NEVER LET GO. We've got your back and support, just let go and CHANGE. I love you.
Something about the vocals is just beautiful idk what but they just feel perfect with the melody❤Beat is overall amazing it has the emotional part that matches the title word for word so like always Thank you Raspo❤🙏🏽
Thank you so much bro ❤
0:17 Standing in front of the mirror on a Thursday night while applying lipstick, you will suddenly stop. Can't think of anything 💜🥀
All around will be stunned immediately. Three quarters of the eyes will be depressed. At the very end, the love of the husband will be in one part!! You will quickly remember, there was a mischievous person who called your dry lips beautiful. At that time, even if you don't want to, tears will flow from the corners of the eyes where the bridegroom was loving. The groom will come and knock on the door, knock knock, wipe your eyes with the sari and open the door. He won't understand anything, and you won't understand anything either. The storm that was happening in your chest a few seconds ago, he will say with a smile, wash your hands and face...🪻
Nature will teach you, life has to cover a lot of things!! 🙂🪻
👉❤️🔥💯🔥
the end
🎉🎉🎉❤
Use to call out for help
Now i dont even bother
To silence to reach the sound
Hell bound to the ground
6 feet wheres my coffin?
I need spiritual healing
They say theres guidance
So I'm praying in the silence
Praying in the silence x3
Mmmhmmm
Yeah im close to the gound
About ten feet down
I'm meaning in soul
Got so much I needed to let go
Meaning so many moments in my Brian cells
Bust them out so I wouldn't have to recall the memories of what was
Bust them let them free so I can be
Free
Instead I'm hell bound
6 feet where's my coffin
I need spiritual healing
They say there's guidance
So I'm praying in the silence
Mano ficou muito top está de parabéns gostei mesmo a harmo ia a batida tudo mexe com o nosso emocional.
Eu vou usar está musica de fundo para o meu video motivacional no meu canal, mais vou dar crédito ta bom que não tiver problema pra você, obrigado. E muito top o seu canal.
Everyone is judgmental or say their on your side, now you just gotta hope they are on your side. People always trying to do something better then you it’s your choice weather you allow that to happen or you can be the best you and work your hardest to achieve what your going for. We all start somewhere now you get to choose if your going through with it if you continue or if you’ll go out with a bang I can’t tell you what to do but people are here for a reason. They have a purpose. Fulfill that goal and you’ll be set. Fuck everything everyone and anything that gets in your way. Your doing this for a reason remeber. Now is the time to show everyone what your made of and what you can be. Be you and only you. Don’t let small simple stupid shit make you fall when you can use it to your advantage to rise to the top. This is PCE and I wish you all luck!
Ты чего такой грустный?). У других ещё хуже. Не забывай об этом и всё что у тебя будет для тебя прекрасно 🫣👍
✌🏻✌🏻✌🏻👍👍👍
First to comment
⚘❤🎶
Good luck 😩💔.
Hi, this is the perfect beat ever for my song I think.. Can I use this to record my video with the my self written lyrics?
Yordam bergin menga axir sensiz ogir bulgin yaqin
Bulamam kendimi
Kaybettim
Terkettim
Bunlar bak önemli değil
Gelecek zamana inanmak istemezdim
Rüyalara daldım lan ben
Geriye dönüşü olmaz yollar
Benden uyumamı isterdin ben cenazemde el sallarken
0:16
0:32
1:03
Thả hồn vào làn mây, ngắm nhìn từng hàng cây
Anh vẫn lê bước qua dãy trọ ấy hàng ngày
Những tâm trạng trong anh càng ngày càng dày
Và đỉnh điểm là sáng nay khi anh đã chẳng còn đủ sức ráng dậy
Kiệt quệ từ tâm hồn đến thể xác
Anh mong mình có thể trở thành 1 bản thể khác, không còn phải đau khổ dằn xé vì việc em không còn nơi đây
Đã bao lần anh phơi thây bên bờ cát
Nét mặt phờ phạc cùng những lời thở than
Anh lại mơ màng về những lời hứa xưa giữa 2 ta
Liệu đây là cái giá mà anh phải trả
Vùi mình vào trong những hỗn độn không muốn thoát ra
Anh dùng nước mắt để phác hoạ hình bóng mà anh đã ráng để buông bỏ
Như con xuồng nhỏ, anh lại một mình lèo lái giữa đại dương mênh mông
Cũng phải đành lòng, vì em xứng đáng với những chiếc du thuyền kiêu xa chứ không phải chiếc xuồng rách thêu hoa
Dẫu biết những gì giờ đây anh làm chỉ còn là vô nghĩa
Dẫu biết chỉ là nỗi nhớ mỗi khuya
Thì anh cũng chẳng thoát ra được
Linh hồn này đã bị trói buộc như thể phải chịu lời nguyền
Đã quá lâu anh chẳng có ai ở bên để nói chuyện
Chỉ biết ngồi viết như thằng tự kỉ
Có lẽ vì anh cảm thấy nó còn chút thú vị
Nhờ em mà anh đã được nếm đủ vị của tình yêu
Từ lúc chỉ là 2 người lạ, rồi dần dần thành 2 tâm hồn hoà quyện vào nhau
Đào sâu những nỗi đau cả 2 từng muốn giấu
i feel like im dying on inside
losing my myself, everyday, each night
screaming voices in head don't stay quiet
talking down on myself, i know it ain't right
like saying i won't change
or, maybe saying im a mistake
why, do i think negatively
like, these words won't affect my mind
Great work ❤️
ขอบคุณเธอมากที่ทำให้รู้สึกว่า
ตัวฉันมันได้รู้สึกพลาด
กับ เรื่องราว ที่ผ่านมาทั้งหมด
ค่า
Кайгурма аслима мени сан сегинма
йешинни корсатма кайнинга карима
Сени ман сойганда билмидин конлумни
Сана ман тилайман бахитлик болушни
Yeah,
Ain't nothin ever happy anymore I don't even know how to say I'm happy anymore,
All a sudden I feel like I'm being eaten through my core all the struggles that I have feelin like I'm through a war
yeah there's more of those,
People say we're gods but a few are chose, to be a certain fkn way
yeah you say it bold but,
Believe me it's okay that were vulnerable in a certain sorta state where we honor those that are sorta different,
but people put us down cause we're different
I don't really know how avoiding all your wishes gonna get us any further to are mission,
but since I'm lackin motives I just may up ending missing
jjO mundo vai querer fazer vc perder tudo
Até vc entende oq vc q no futuro
N te deixam escolher só querem ver vc mudo
Até vc saber e escolher pular o muro
Para de achar
q todo mundo q seu bem
Eles vão falar
Q se n fizer vai ser ngm
Na vida
Vc tem saber
Enxerga
Um motivo pra viver
parar
i. isso não vou fazer
se n for eu vai ser qm
t
jjSe vc n controla sua vida
Ele vão controla pra vc
Eu sei q as vezes pode se sofrida
Mas se tem que apanhar pra aprender
h Só eu sei oq eu sofri
oq eu passei só eu vi
qd eu caí n tava aqui
me reergue e consegui
vc A verdade dói mais q um tapa
A mentira te conforta
Minha sanidade tá quebrada
A fraqueza já bateu na porta
I'm at the 2nd stage of depression and i haven't shared my mental problem with anyone. I'm still fighting with my mental health alone💔🙂. I need help
na mai rehaaa
na mai bacha
tut gayaaaaaa
aaa mera khuda
I can’t help me
Freestyle
Should I drop made this this morning 😅
Can I rap your music 😢
Суруйбаппын - тэтэрээт буттэ,
Урукку кумаагы билигин туптэ,
Sempre stato diverso non so chi stai decrivendo
Mia madre affidaria non capiva cio che ho dentro
Mi sveglio la mattina che sono sempre stanco,
A scuola mi sedevo sempre all'ultimo banco
Lo so che ti manco ma non me ne frega un cazzo
Mi ricordo quando mi hai lasciato solo
in mezzo a questa city pieno di cicatrici.
Sempre in mezzo ai guai
La davo sempre a crai
quando non cera pa mi sentivo sempre perso
Mi ritrovavo in qualche testo
Ora quando guardo su mi sento sempre giu.
Perso al buio in un loop
Perche non ceri tu
Questo mi rendera forte o mi portera alla morte
Faccio su una canna seduto su una panco
Guardo il mio passato ma mi sono gia scordato
La violenza di mio padre e le sfridate di mia madre, lo continuo a pensare e lo metto in un testo.
Ora ti chiedi perche sono sempre triste magari qualcosa è andato storto nel mio passato.
Se le sigarette mi fanno pensare allora una canna mi fara dimenticare
Можно аренду возьму ответьте пожалуйста 😊
If I make song on this beat, will youtube gives me a copyritght?
Bro pls answer me
Nəqarət
Aaa
Yar məni atma getmə nolar
Qal
Sənin hər nəfəsin mənim üçün dəyərlidi
Yar ×2
Yar məni atma
Sənə pul çəkərəm belə banktan
Nolar qal
Nifrət oyatma özüvə qaaal😊
Затягивая это дым вспоминаю твои глаза
Как ты смотрела и говорила ну жанм так нельзя
Курить свякий дрянь
É 😕...
(Verse 1)
Yo, I'm here to spill my story, let me unravel,
About academic failures and how I started to travel,
Through the corridors of my mind, lost and confused,
Feeling like my dreams and aspirations were abused.
I stepped into the classroom, aiming for success,
But the pressure and expectations left me feeling less,
Each test and exam became a battle to fight,
But despite my efforts, my grades took a downward flight.
I lost myself in the struggle, questioning my worth,
Feeling like a failure, I lost my sense of mirth,
But I realized failures are stepping stones to growth,
So I gathered my strength, ready to take an oath.
(Chorus)
Academic failures, they cut deep like a knife,
But I won't let them define my whole life,
I'll rise above the setbacks, find my way back,
And rediscover the fire, the passion I once had.
(Verse 2)
I started doubting my abilities, my intellect,
Comparing myself to others, feeling so imperfect,
But I learned that success is not just a grade on a paper,
It's about perseverance and being a life shaper.
I embraced my flaws, turned them into strength,
Refusing to let academic failures define my length,
I shifted my focus from numbers to personal growth,
Finding solace in the journey, and that's the truth I boast.
I explored new avenues, ventured into unknown,
Discovered passions that were previously disowned,
I found myself in art, music, and expression,
Using my failures as fuel for self-reflection.
(Chorus)
Academic failures, they cut deep like a knife,
But I won't let them define my whole life,
I'll rise above the setbacks, find my way back,
And rediscover the fire, the passion I once had.
(Verse 3)
Now I stand tall, a survivor of the academic game,
Realizing that setbacks don't have to bring me shame,
I've learned the true value of perseverance and belief,
No longer confined by academic grief.
So if you're feeling lost, trapped in academic despair,
Know that it's not the end, there's still hope in the air,
Embrace your failures, let them guide your way,
And remember, it's never too late to seize the day.
(Chorus)
Academic failures, they cut deep like a knife,
But I won't let them define my whole life,
I'll rise above the setbacks, find my way back,
And rediscover the fire, the passion I once had.
(Outro)
Academic failures may try to bring us down,
But we'll rise again, wearing victory's crown,
So let's keep pushing, never lose sight of our dreams,
For in the face of failure, that's where true strength gleams.
What happen broh??
Lo siento mama, no lo sabes pero te prometí que nunca escribiría sobre esto
Pero tengo una maraña en el pecho que solo desharé si la represento con textos
Puede que no tenga la versión de mi padre, mas una injusticia no es justificable con contextos
Y yo soy de los que le dan más importancia a la pastilla y la tragan sin leer el prospecto
Y hoy proyecto esta herencia envenenada con la que convivo y con la que me bato en duelo
Podría decir que esto es diferente, pero seguramente eso pensó mi padre con mi abuelo
Y me duele mucho decir esto, te juro que me duele, pero siento que debo
La única época donde el yayo ha sido buena persona inició con el final de sus recuerdos
Tú te metes con la mama, la llamas inútil, la menosprecias y dices que estás hasta los huevos
Hasta los huevos estoy yo, de oír a tanto cuervo quejándose de cantos ajenos
De oír esos graznidos me he dado cuenta de lo mucho que me asemejo y me da miedo,
Cada vez que me enfado ser para mi madre la luna de mar crepitante que tan solo es un reflejo
Si hasta le has creado traumas, ¿Alguna vez te ha dicho el miedo que pasa cada vez que salimos
De hotel? ¿Que reza porque no haya mucha gente porque sinó sabe que acabará en gritos?
Gritos y gritos y gritos, es todo lo que he escuchado desde que era niño
Por eso hago oídos sordos, o quizás me ensordecieron y por eso con el silencio convivo
¿Te ha contado alguna vez que piensa siempre que tuvo que irse al mes de haberte conocido,
Por aquella vez que le tuviste una noche en vela por con el horario de una peli haberse confundido?
Puede que ahí fuese culpable, aunque no te da derecho. Pero es que a veces no lo hay, pero lo buscas igualmente porque es más fácil perseguir al ladrón que afrontar lo que has perdido.
¿Cuántas veces le habré dicho que se divorcie, que a mí me dará igual mientras su senda siga recta?
¿Y cuántas veces me habrá dicho que no lo hace porque su sueldo no le da para una puta mierda?
¿Cuántas lágrimas habrán visto inhibido su manar tras escuchar esas contundentes respuestas?
Sabiendo que hago como cuando me insultan en clase: digo que no, pero en el fondo me afecta
Qué más de una vez te he oído decirle a mi madre cosas acerca de sus padres muertos.
Qué es pesada con sus amigas, y tú cuando hablas de los pocos que tienes haces los días eternos.
Me encantará verte cuando todos los tuyos se conviertan en abono para el huerto.
Y cuando tú lo seas, sé que acabaré llorando aunque ahora me niegue rotundamente a hacerlo.
No digo que haya sufrido más que nadie, ni siquiera considero que sea un rasgo de madurez
Simplemente comparto este pensamiento que no quería pero tendría que haberlo hecho más de una vez
He visto los ojos de un loco intemperante en la expresión sagaz y cuerda que emanaba su tez
En el fondo somos iguales: hospedamos nuestra condición de hijos de puta, bajo una fachada de estrés
Que tú ansiedad autodiagnosticada no vale de nada con las crisis que mi madre ha tenido por tu culpa
Tienes menos rostro que máscara, esa cáscara de fruta que no deja ver tu supuesta dulce pulpa
Afirmas que el resto tiene un cuchillo poco afilado con palabras titubueantes y sudor en la nuca
Porque en el fondo sabes ser un cascarón vacío, y que
tienes pocos granos pa' estar fardando de dunas
¿Te sorprende que tu abstrusa abigarrada realidad como un cuento de niños lea?
A ti no, pero a mí me conozco mucho, y somos iguales, ya quedó claro en más de una pelea
Yo sé que tú también eres inventor, y que el creador es por definición superior a su idea
Y tú increíble inteligencia es como Dios, no hace falta que exista tan solo que se lo crean
Y eso haces: dices que llenas las salas oscuras con haces, de luz. Y que por tu inmensidad es normal que algunos en la cruz, te claven.
Eres swatzeneger si hablamos de biceps, Ariana si hablamos de voces.
Como cristo multiplicas los peces, pero con mi madre nunca te he visto hacer las paces (de verdad).
Y ya sé que no afecta en nada a lo mal persona que eres, pero haber si dejas el alcohol
Igual así el más mísero ápice de desorden considerado "normal" te deja menos en shock
Que ya es triste que en esencia tú única herencia sea un insidioso indicio de TOC
Un fuerte estrés ante el tañido del tik tak. Y la tendencia al fingimiento delante del toc toc.
No creas que se me olvida to' lo que me has hecho a mí, cuántas veces me has dejado de lado
Quisiste hacerme bueno a base hostias, y te salió muy mal porque he salido muy malo
Si pegas puñetazos a un ordenador cuando no funciona, quizás las primeras veces volverá a su estado.
Pero te aseguro que a la larga su hardware quedará destrozado, y su estabilidad, anclada al pasado
Eres un perfeccionista, que cuestiona el único ocho, de todos los nueves que he sacado
Por eso quiero ser más perfecto de lo posible, y tiendo a tenerme infravalorado
Achacas a la genética de mi madre cada error que cometo, y a la tuya, cada logro que hago
Pues si esta canción resulta ser buena, no sé si agradecerte por lo bueno o por lo malo
Al menos dejaste de obligarme a jugar al fútbol, después de mil veces de haberme negado
Y quizás hayas reprimido ese recuerdo, pero por no hacerlo más de una vez se te fue la mano
Me tenías llorando, me hiciste añicos con 7 tan solon añicos.
¿Y todo por qué? ¿Por no ser tu epílogo? ¿El final positivo de tus sueños frustrados?
Pero volvamos al tema de las notas, que con esa mierda siempre me diste la nota.
Y es irónico quela amonestación definitiva, te la esté dando yo sobre estas notas
Una vez te dije que me desplomaba el cuello para sacar nueves, me dijiste: "Yo sacaba dieces"
Nadie lo sabe, pero la impotencia que sentí ante tu torca mentira me hizo echar la pota.
¡Y estoy hasta la polla! ¡Estoy hasta la polla!
De tener estas palabras de ácido estomacal durante anos, a medio centímetro de la boca.
¡Estoy hasta la polla! ¡Hasta la polla!
De tener que consolar a mi propia madre, como si yo fuese su padre no me jodas.
¡Hasta la polla!, ¡Hasta la polla! ¡Estoy hasta la polla!
De ver las horas lentas, las ojeras como moras y las esperanzas rotas.
¡Estoy hasta la polla! ¡Estoy hasta la polla!
De tener niebla en los pulmones, una tormenta en el hígado y una ventisca en el cora.
Tell me why I never realized
Nobody gives a damn if it doesn’t involve them
Nobody will ever care to understand once you no longer have a helping hand
Once you need someone to listen it’s like you’ll never hear from them again
Fuck this, I’m sick of feeling like this
Sick of writing songs about the same old bullshit
I’m sick of living a life with lack of receptiveness
I write lyrics that flow off of my lips,
Truth be told, I never sing so people listen
I freestyle to vent, to get shit off my chest
Because I never ever wanna waste my breath
On another soul who could care less when I take my final breath
So fuck it, you’ll never ever help me
Arguing with the inner me, the inner me screams
She just wants to be seen
The inner child wants healed but I wanna let her bleed
Bleed out, I don’t wanna have her be a part of me
I want her gone, I never ever wanna remember the shit she seen
But I try to never admit it, never wanna believe that
I feel so damn lonely
I feel like I’m drowning
Telling everybody
I need help, but they all go
As far as I know, I am so alone
My heart is ice cold, caution tape around it
It’s like a fucking construction zone
Do u mind if I steal this
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