My name is Erkki and I am the founder and producer here at Royal Raven Music.
Over the years, I have been selling beats to various up-and-coming and major artists all over the world.
Royal Raven Music was officially founded in early 2019 but I have been making music for over 5 years. It's one of those stories where hobby turns to business.
I am now able to dedicate my life to music and especially helping up-and-coming rappers and singers to reach their full potential by providing them with valuable information and high-quality instrumentals.
For the longest time, I only knew that loop that plays for pretty much the whole song. I heard it in a RU-vid video, Shazammed it, and found it to be some obscure Colombian tune. This might be the mosy recognisable thing I've ever listened to, and my lord, is it good.
Not my best shit, but I hope this gets some attention: KEEP IT GOING Ain’t no stopping me Ain’t no stopping the clock No stopping Is probably, what got me to the top of the watchlist Don’t talk shit If you can’t walk with me Can’t fit In my shoes, monster feet Got rasta blood, smell like ganja leaves Been prodigy, no duplicates Cats don’t know who they fooling with I be mobbing with the real ones Got no time for no bullshit Beefing with me you gon’ feel something I’ll be your discouragement Satisfying every craving Lyrics mixing with the melodies Plenty more that I’ve been saving up Every rhythm feeling heavily Resurrection of the best In the western hemisphere, better pay attention Lion L spittin’ terror threats that’s the dead rest, It’s a thing of legend Certainty, no second guessing Staying at the top, we still progressing Me, my team having hella fun, dgaf, nigga, say sum I got ties with the 6 God Plenty knowledge I’m absorbing up We the reason why they switch fraud Everyday we catch ‘em forging us Hand painting these masterpieces like Mona Lisa’s, nice to meet ya True original surgeon with the precision vision, peep the procedure Plenty weed to get Ideas going LSD to get the juices flowing Now we on, we dropping sermons on ‘em Tackle beats, I feel like Sherman on ‘em Plenty weed to get Ideas going LSD to get the juices flowing Fulfill the omen, so determined, homie Battle me you getting buried homie Tool man, call me Handy Mandy Never bland and dandy Flexing hard as Randy Elevating, never ever landing If I do I’m planning to be somewhere sandy My shawty bomb In her Bikini Bottom with them Sandy Cheeks, I gotta grab a squeeze Square niggas out here Spongebob’n, but I keep a circle, know they sound Is weak Crabby niggas wanna grab a nigga Pull us off the top but we bout the money Pockets getting thicker, getting fat Got the secret recipe, can’t get It from me Think you’re lucky? Don’t move funny Serve raw shit, leave ‘em pink and bloody with confidence that’s reduced to nothing Past, present and the future fuzzy
Si el ritmo te lleva a mover la cabeza ya empezamos cómo es Mi música no discrimina a nadie así que vamos a romper Con lo mío todos se mueven La fiesta la llevo en mis genes Yo soy la reina de los nenes Mi gente no se detiene, aquí nadie se quiere ir Si el ritmo está en tu cabeza Ahora suéltate y mueve los pies Me encanta cuando el bajo suena Empezamos a subir de Toda mi gente se mueve La fiesta la llevo en mis genes Yo soy la reina de los nenes Mi musica los tiene fuerte bailando y se baila así... Tamo' rompiendo la discoteca La fiesta no para, apenas comienza C'est comme-ci, c'est comme-ça Ma chèrie, la la la la la Francia... Colombia... Houston (freeze) J Balvin... Willy William... Beyoncé (freeze) Los DJ's no mienten, le gusta a mi gente y eso se fue mundial (freeze) No le bajamos, más nunca paramos es otro palo y ¿Y dónde está mi gente? Mais fais bouger la tête Azul, are you with me Say yeah, yeah, yeah (un, dos, tres) (Leggo') Ay yeah, yeah, yeah... He say my body stay wetter than the (Ocean) And he say that Creole in my body is like a (Potion) I can be a beast or I can give you (Emotion) But please don't question my (Devotion) I been giving birth on these haters 'cause I'm (Fertile) See these double Cs on this bag (Murda) Want my double Ds in his bed (Serta) If you really love me make an album about me, word up Soon as I walk in Boys start they talkin Right as that booty sway (freeze)... Slay Lift up your people From Texas, Puerto Rico Dem' islands to México Mais fais bouger la tête (yeah, yeah, yeah) ¿Y dónde está mi gente? (yeah, yeah, yeah) Say yeah, yeah, yeah (un, dos, tres) (Leggo') Ay yeah, yeah, yeah... Esquina a esquina, de ahí no' vamo' (de ahí no' vamo') El mundo es grande pero lo tengo en mi' manos Estoy muy duro, sí, ok, ahí vamos Y con el tiempo nos seguimos elevando Que seguimos rompiendo aquí Esta fiesta no tiene fin Botellas para arriba (Sí) Mi gente no se detiene ¿Y dónde está mi gente? Mais fais bouger la tête Azul, are you with me Say yeah, yeah, yeah (un, dos, tres) (Leggo') Oh, yes, I am... Worldwide Willy William J Balvin, man (uh huh) Uh huh... uh huh... uh huh
Tu nu te schimbi in schimb vrei doar eu sa ma schimb Orice adevar ti as spune esti sigura ca te mint Mai bine te las pe tine sa mi castig putin timp Simt ca tot ce fac pentru tine nu inseamna nimic Si poate ca am gresit sau poate ca am înnebunit ne am despartit si deja pui story cu noul tau amic Da nu i nimic ca este timp o sa regreti si nu o sa simt nimic fata de tn ca deja parca chiar numai simt Tu nu intelegi ca lumea vrea sa Vorbeasca prost sau chiar sa ne desparta da tu nu intelegi lucru asta odata si poate ca nu am gresit cand ti am zis ca esti terminata
Phone in my face, now her screen cracked Bitch really tryna make a move She playin' games like 2K, but I spent that on my sweater too Wrist lookin' like the 50 bands from that last diss that I did on you Now they mad I'm making better moves, now they can't afford to be up in my shoes Jordan 12s and they OVOs Big nose tried to lie on me like Pinocchio All of these fake accusations got me tied up like its 0-0 Now I'm mad and I needed that 'cause the diss tracks I was laying low Had to come back like a season pass Should be doin' more like a season low Made it seem like I beat her ass I ain't lay a finger on that bitch at all I just called my lawyer up and he told me he gon' get it solved I thought she was high up But the thing she doing is really low This thot made a lie up So fuck her and her shitty show Have fans but you lied to them But I guess that's what you really like doing Saw my neck, put some ice to it Now I'm on a roll like I'm bike moving Tana Mongeau tells fake stories And you are too(R2) like a gun shooting Didn't hit her but I threw her phone Like I'm Odell with the spike moves I remember I was sitting down When she walked up and started kidding around Said, "Get the phone out my face" But she didn't so I had to knock it out Now she claiming that I scratched her up and beat her ass and pinned her down All the lies, yeah, they getting old like they been around Guess that's how we getting down Keep talking 'bout a ghostwriter Shoutout to my boy Diss God, but this time I had no writers All the blogs looking so bias Lies put me under pressure Got these hoes mad like a feminist when you just assume they gender And it's not fair cause she lied on me Putting all this false light on me A lot of people switched up but shoutout to the ones that still ride with me (woo, woo, woo) You look like you took a bite out of the Apple logo I need you to back, back, back, back up just to take a photo Claiming that I gave you bruises that was already there That's the best part Showing all those scratches on you but I really think those are stretch marks (Skrrrt)
The spirit of lust- Know I met this girl. She the type of girl that make u spend the world. Diamond rings, purses, necklaces made out of pearl. Getting lost in her eyes. Touching on her thighs. Comforting her lips. Contemplating her hips. Dancing to the devils tune. A touch of hers can get you out of the blues. A stone cold fox. She the only that can make the room hot. Tensions unwind. Things are getting hot my little man bouta rise. I stopped there got brain fog 😂
0:19 I'm coming for y'all on the mic That's cause all y'all bitches and y'all ain't my type This rap shit elementary to me till it crash Imma ride it like a bike Yeah we are not alike They stay hating I'm here proclaiming That I'm gonna go big just like my statements Imma leave you in the dirt then you eatin' the pavement Yeah, hey that's what I call an edible arrangement You fight me you'll get battered I am the shit so empty your blatter Piss off cause I don't care bout you cause I got no realistic competition and competition to me is what matters Keep eating lies and you'll just keep getting fatter Yeah I'm gonna rap, then I'll rap faster Killing the beat this shit mad hatter I am at the top couldn't even reach me with a ladder 0:58 Yeah hey luckily for you I'm stepping down Leaving the game yeah I'm stepping out Only for a moment though cause I got a business trip out of town Then just know I'll be coming back for you pussies like it's the second round 1:08 They can't mimick or top what I do Acting the only way they copy how I shoot Don't attempt to beat me cause on the beat you play, I beat you and I say you lose Only thing worse than death is when I break the news Put careers to sleep with no alarm just straight snooze Yeah when I'm done with you all you gonna need, gonna need is a bunch of booze (boo's) 1:25
