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'ai l'impression d'etre bloqué dans la boucle de cette froide journée ta voix et ta douce chaleur dans ma tete j'oublirai pas cette peur jresens comme de l'anxieté quand je pense a mon enfance quelle douleur j'ai fini par tous laissé derriere moi mes souvenir qui ce meur j'essaye de combattre mes démon finalement il on raison j'ai cherché j'ai cassé pour tiré quelque buffé j'ai crié j'ai pleuré jme suis demandé a quoi bon aimé pour au final regretté rien que quelque blague deviene vite des complex je sais pas si c'est l'amour ou uniquement pour du sex au debut j'ai fais que de fumé c'tais que pour le flex jme suis vite habitué c'etais assez complex
I stand corrected he died 3 weeks later look it up. But still way closer than 2 months y’all some clowns thinking you were right 3 weeks way closer to 3 days than two months gtfo
If this beat wasn't made i think duck would of been still living - I don't think the beat makers got blood on they hand cause it duck chose to write diss bars to the beat.....but maby it was in written plans in duck life line to jump on this beat + but if duck did the same bars to a different beat will he still be alive ? We will never know 🎯💯🔥
You should do research Duck was the first to really do the drill rapping and GDs are far superior they are an organization you’d prolly like him better if you knew the story
I’m still really trying to find some new age hip hop I can understand and vibe with. I can dig the beats, but this generation is not lyrical whatsoever. Metaphors and similes are super elementary, the attempts at double innuendos are so basic it’s like why bother trying bro. They have really dumbed down the art to the point I have to go back 2 decades to find something I really like
J'connais plus la douceur depuis qu'j'suis sorti de l'hôpital J'me suis rendu compte que l'amour n'est pas si vital Seigneur pardonne-moi, mais je m'apprête à faire du mal J'ai tué un ange alors j'ai plus rien d'un humain J'ai du sang sur les mains, je vais faire des choses immondes Pour sortir les armes j'attendrai pas la fin du monde Tu m'as dit la réponse, mais dans tes yeux je vois que tu mens Maintenant je vais répondre seul à toutes les choses que j'me demande En guerre comme en paix, je ferais le tour du continent Et j'me retournerais pas, ça même si derrière y a du monde J'ai pas peur de ma tombe, je me relève si je tombe J'm'endors sous la lune, j'me réveille dans les catacombes Des fois j'comprends pas les hommes (des fois j'comprends pas les hommes) Ils cherchent des étoiles filantes et ça même quand le ciel est sombre Maintenant que j'bois leur sang c'est difficile de rester sobre Est-ce que j'trouverai des tripes si j''ouvre le ventre avec un sabre? Dis-moi si c'est la vérité qui sort d'la bouche du singe Ou bien la vérité est-elle cachée dans un mensonge? Des fois j'ai l'impression que ton Dieu m'envoie des messages Le bruit d'une arme à feu fera s'envoler les mésanges Seigneur, le Paradis j'y songe Mais j'me sens trop torturé pour m'dire que j'peux rejoindre les anges J'regarde plus derrière car je sais bien que les choses ont changé Mais avant d'quitter la Terre il faudra pas que j'me venge Putain, j'en deviens fou, je trouve pas les réponses Devrais-je cueillir la rose ou m'faire accueillir par les ronces? Puis terminer la guerre, mais bon la paix m'repousse Alors j'ferai couler du sang avec indifférence Le soleil aime la lune, malgré leurs différences Mais il lui cache son amour, il veut pas qu'elle disparaisse Les deux finiront seuls, malgré leur attirance La lune succomberait à la première de ses caresses Les souvenirs disparaissent Les souvenirs disparaissent Les cicatrices transparaissent Les cicatrices transparaissent Seul dans une guerre que je n'peux pas gagner, gagner Car c'est moi l'ennemi et c'est moi l'allié, l'allié Les souvenirs disparaissent Les souvenirs disparaissent Les cicatrices transparaissent Les cicatrices transparaissent Seul dans une guerre que je n'peux pas gagner, gagner Car c'est moi l'ennemi et c'est moi l'allié, l'allié
If we ever said it's up that bitch, I swear to God we mean it We already in Hell, bitch, since twelve we've been demons Ever since I signed the deal, all these bitches on my penis Boy, you ain't gon' squeeze it, you around for no reason, huh Boy, what block you from, let us know so we can spin it Made Chicago legends, shit, that was just about business Said I wasn't gon' diss the dead and okay, I did it But nigga, fuck T-Roy and Odee, them dead bitches Y'all heard about J-Money Niggas gettin' dead the same way Bitch, don't play with gang You don't wan' lil' bro in your gang way I know you heard about Lil' Boo (yeah) They left his shit by a tire Bullets was hittin' him, he was singin' like Mariah Yeah, you heard about Sheroid I know that hurt the heart He probably walkin', listenin' to his iPod Yeah, you heard about Lil' Steve Yeah, I heard about that too But fuck him though, he a pack too (bitch) If we ever said it's up that bitch, I swear to God we mean it We already in Hell, bitch, since twelve we've been demons Ever since I signed the deal, all these bitches on my penis Boy, you ain't gon' squeeze it, you around for no reason, huh Boy, what block you from, let us know so we can spin it Made Chicago legends, shit, that was just about business Said I wasn't gon' diss the dead and okay, I did it But nigga, fuck T-Roy and Odee, them dead bitches Nah, for real, fuck them niggas, all my opps are bitches Heard he mentioned Brick name, uh-huh, no, he didn't While bro was sellin' rocks and blows, you were somewhere swimmin' When Baldy got his ass killed, they ain't stand no business I go to D-Thang grave and take a piss on that shit If Keta was alive, I'd make that pig suck my dick If I gotta pull a mission, swear to God I won't fail But I can't let them see my face 'cause they might tell If we ever said it's up that bitch, I swear to God we mean it We already in Hell, bitch, since twelve we've been demons Ever since I signed the deal, all these bitches on my penis Boy, you ain't gon' squeeze it, you around for no reason, huh Boy, what block you from, let us know so we can spin it Made Chicago legends, shit, that was just about business Said I wasn't gon' diss the dead and okay, I did it But nigga, fuck T-Roy and Odee, them dead bitches
You fucking with a ranger Rattlesnake wrangler Safe with never in danger Hello little honey Gotcha laughing I'm funny We gon' get this money Pulling up in Ford Trucks Getting them big Forbes Bucks Come and test your luck My crew give no fucks On my horse while I saddle Smack you with a paddle Go ahead and taddle You can't sit at my table Not even if you're able Plug everywhere I'm cable Yeah you fucking with a ranger Rattlesnake wrangler Yeah your lady I page her Back on my horse I go Stacking up all my do Loading up this .44 Yous a homo Eat me a good steak Take me a lil break Drink me a beer Learn from all my mistakes That bitch I love her cake When she make them cheeks quake Ooh, makes me wanna faint
Mm, mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm-mm (Chew Chew) Hey Yash, lemme hit that weed bruh I see (Get gone) If we ever said it's up that bitch, I swear to God we mean it (Blah) We already in Hell, bitch, since twelve we've been demons (Bitch) Ever since I signed the deal, all these bitches on my penis (Mhm) Boy, you ain't gon' squeeze it, you around for no reason, huh Boy, what block you from? Let us know so we can spin it (Spin it) Made "Chicago Legends, " shit, that was just about business (Business) Said I wasn't gon' diss the dead and okay, I did it (I did it) But nigga, fuck T-Roy and Odee (Fuck 'em), them dead bitches (Bitches) Y'all heard about J-Money? (Yeah) Niggas gettin' dead the same way Bitch, don't play with gang You don't wan' lil bro in your gang way I know you heard about Lil Boo (Yeah) They left his shit by a tire Bullets was hittin' him, he was singin' like Mariah (Yeah) Yeah, you heard about Sheroid? (Huh, huh) I know that hurt the heart (Goddamn) He probably walkin', listenin' to his iPod (Goddamn) Yeah, you heard about Lil Steve? (Hm-hm) Yeah, I heard about that too But fuck him though, he a pack too (Bitch) If we ever said it's up that bitch, I swear to God we mean it (Blah) We already in Hell, bitch, since twelve we've been demons (Bitch) Ever since I signed the deal, all these bitches on my penis (Mhm) Boy, you ain't gon' squeeze it, you around for no reason, huh Boy, what block you from? Let us know so we can spin it (Spin it) Made "Chicago Legends, " shit, that was just about business (Business) Said I wasn't gon' diss the dead and okay, I did it (I did it) But nigga, fuck T-Roy and Odee (Fuck 'em), them dead bitches (Bitches) Nah, for real, fuck them niggas, all my opps are bitches (Bitches) Heard he mentioned Brick name, uh-huh, no, he didn't While bro was sellin' rocks and blows, you were somewhere swimmin' When Baldy got his ass killed, they ain't stand no business (Fuck 'em) I go to D-Thang grave and take a piss on that shit (For real) If Keta was alive, I'd make that pig suck my dick (Huh) If I gotta pull a mission, swear to God I won't fail But I can't let them see my face 'cause they might tell If we ever said it's up that bitch, I swear to God we mean it (Blah) We already in Hell, bitch, since twelve we've been demons (Bitch) Ever since I signed the deal, all these bitches on my penis (Mhm) Boy, you ain't gon' squeeze it, you around for no reason, huh Boy, what block you from? Let us know so we can spin it (Spin it) Made "Chicago Legends, " shit, that was just about business (Business) Said I wasn't gon' diss the dead and okay, I did it (I did it) But nigga, fuck T-Roy and Odee (Fuck 'em), them dead bitches (Bitches)
It's time to hop out on these niggas lay em down Aye we got glocks we got chops a hunnid rounds N if a nigga play he end up ona shirt I ain't Eva been a pussy if u play u gettin murked Ik my niggas n my miggas know we murder shirt We hop outa uh the whip n put u ina kurb bitkh Don't lemme take u when im off the fuken perk nigga I do u wrong I putta hunnid to yo dome nigga I like to see niggas lay dead yuh I'm takin risks I ain't Eva been skared one I whip my cock out n i put it in yo bitkh Ima blood she uh krip but she kould get da dik I put that on my foenem put that on fuken bitkh Ain't ever broke again my whole gang we fuken rich Ima blood but I b fuken wit sum 60 krips I ain't fuken wit no niggas they fans n shit Me n twinem hop out they know we blam dey shit
