Can I elevate my soul By taking the time to chase my goals? Though I meditate and zone I've lost it to hatred in this place I roam But written in the ancient scrolls a codex to guide us to a safer home Decode it and we ride up to the gates alone On this wasted road grows up a tenacious rose But was it just a wasted goal? What happens when I take control What happens when i face my wrongs And keep writing you these basic songs? Will you stand up and tell me I'm wrong? Or will you sit down keep playing along Step down in the shelter and sound the alarm Now to be helpful go round up your arms Now they're alarmed to drops of the pins We're dropping em hints caught up in sprints I'm lockin this in and walking the ropes You poppin those zanny's will darken your hopes A carpenters soul It's more than a story the parchment has told It's more than just hope my part was foretold A cold wind is blowing my heart can be froze But where will I go n why only God knows
"Where will I go and why only God knows.. Where will I go and when will I know? But where will I go? Where will I go and why Only God knows " And I know that we can change our ways We've been living in the stranger days And we're human so we make mistakes But we gotta climb and elevate Before we see the signs just escalate I know that we can find a better place We get a taste through meditation They're using race and segregation To turn up hate and separation They earned disgrace humiliation For the learn your place insinuations That's all it takes to make us snap We're sick of this and sick of that Can't change the world with a wishing cap Where is the Fortune in missing that? Turn over the stones and miss the facts Who bears the face the missiles track? They cover their trace up with distractions Our arguments wasted with those actions that's what happens acting out and lacking facts It happens fast factions clash we have to crash So find a doctor for the Aftermath We rollin up in a Cadillac Smokin blunts from the fattest sack We had a ball now pass it back
straight from the hood , i came with a plan got a new life , but started as a fan didnt have a car , but now i do never lose faith , hey man even you tried to reach the sky , but sticked to the ground evrybody wants me down , no homies found why , i just wanna know why even my friends just made me cry , no one threw the rope , they all just left i had to do it myself , its me got myselfe held
Contrary Beats dude I got writtens to a few of your beats. some already sold. but still. I love voices, reflections, and a lot more of your beats. those just came to mind. you are legit my man. and id love to rec something on one of your beats and have u check it out?
Retention Start at 14 seconds in, "Hollow" Hard Deep Trap Beat | Contrary Beats I can’t feel my legs, I can’t feel my heart, I can’t feel my fingers, its like I’m floatin round, burning fuel down, cutting edges off my skin now, yow, ow, It hurts man. Help my soul right now Takin my life, and shoving it down, is like, taking, a mans mother fucking heart out. It burns, it stings, it hurts. You can’t repair the damage that you made, its done now. Go down. Go cry in the corner that you made with tears of all, yeah. With tears, with sorrow, With hell, I will be the best, I will wreck, I will break your neck, with a deck o cards. Im a broken man, I’ve got no life left, my only option is success. And If I fail, I will go back to the depths of hell, where I will last until my final breath, my breaking end, my last line, my strength of hope. my flicker of light inside my soul is flaring out, its burning me out, its taking my life away to die, to be sold in pie, my heart is mine, not yours. You will not eat me, my soul is in me, completely. My rights are on the line, a thin line, an almost broken line of which will not last to long or fine, in my mind I’m making these raps as they come out, rhyming as they do, rhyming with each other altogether out of tune. everything is fucked, the system is trying to break my soul and heart, but I won’t let it, never again will I fall down. Ill stay up the whole time and say I could make through and that I did it, not dead, never Eva dead again. Ima survivor, a liver not a dyer, ima survivor. Lets go yeah. Woo woo yeee… People fall fall down, people get up, but ill always stay up, never lose my footing once, not twice or thrice but none. Not Eva Eva again. Ill be the man, the one who stands up. Rushing wind in my life, my knife concealed with my scythe, my everything is lost including my wife, but ill never die, never give in or out or up or down. Shattered glass surrounds the floor, me in the middle looking poor, sad as a sheep without its wool, I look around, I see a bull, charging me with full, power and will, ready to hit, my innards won’t explode, I know, It sounds crazy, but you should trust me Im to know. I feel like a train being bulldozed once again, I feel some pain, I look down and I’m maim, I scream in cold dark vein, I see a cane resemblin me afta my not gain, my pain, I hope to god it don’t mean that but it does, full it was, of bullshit, horseshit, assshit, hell even beanshit, fuck off I don’t know, I don’t understand my life very well, or at all, yeah. Yeah broken cold dead I’m over now. Endin it all, was the way to go, or so I thought yo but now I know its not. Broken in my soul was shattered glass, a broken man, inside my chest. Yeah. Done. Yeah. Broken Cold Ended Thats not all though But I’m ending it here Thats all folks.
Yea.. I use to sleep at the back of the class with hopes and dreams crazy throughts and steady sceams low key screaming looking for help left and right but words can not describe how my friend took his own life that night it was not a gun but left caged in no where no run angle on my right shoulder "your only getting older" and the devel standing at my feet as I stand tall and tough was this enough? Getting defeated cutting but always retreated a medic was heavily needed
Highlight of my life is to Swallow drips and hollow tips And my mind is so infocus too End up on the evenin news Bits and pieces of my past Starting to destroy my precious mask I wouldn't know the answer if you had to ask What is wrong with me What is what is wrong with me Won't you be my friend and come alone with me Imma show you something only I can see Why do we Why do we make it our obsession To be pushed to aggression But it's really our depression That teaches a lesson Smith &Wesson Is the only oppression Cancel out the feelings And stop the breathing Seems to be the only way to stop the screaming The emptiness is bleeding Reeling me Closer to this abyss Ate a whole script yet I'm still alive Devil gave me back my life told me not to hide My body's present but my souls been left behind Never bothered to go back and get it Had to make myself forget it Never even knew that my mind was gone Is it even true that the light is on Can't figure out what is right or wrong Real or fake Real or fake Tears down her eyes when she sees me shake Please be safe Please be safe I don't want you to leave me today Say my name Say my name Come back to me if you stay the same It's easier to cheat when you play the game
I'm feeling Hollow. gotta a lotta shit bottled that I got swallow. talking to Diablo while I'm feeling like Picasso. semi-automatic every is problematic. yah my homie I know.
I’m feeling dark inside but u already knew this Please baby Im lookin for help get me though it Suicidal thoughts are roaming in my head So much evil I’m getting close to my death I need help please can’t keep waiting Sitting in the dark with my thoughts only praying For the day when all this pain can go away That evil voice eating at me day after day Can you hear me I’m looking for some help can you hear me pain is all I felt I’m hollow my heart So empty I’m hollow I’m dark Please help me Where are you I’m feeling so depressed Please come now my mind isn’t making any sense Feeling so stiff my body is numb It’s all these emotions about to break me to some crumbs I feel so hopeless everything is a blur I didn’t know how sad I was until I read this to my self word for word
Verse1 : Đừng cố gắng thể hiện Hãy cố giữ lấy cho riêng mình Dù là một chút thể diện mày nên biết mày làm gì? để lối sống đê tiện Không làm hình ảnh mai mục khỏi bị người đời chê kiện. Vì đó lá 1 cách nói ngay cả con nít củng có thể nói được Dù là một thằng dốt hay là một thằng nhu nhược. Nó vẫn diễn tả được điều đó vẫn xuôi theo chiều gió Đừng cố chứng tỏ mình là nhất khi mà ai củng làm được điều đó Kiếm việc khác mà làm đi Đâu phải dễ, muốn tồn tại thì cái đầu phải biết suy nghĩ Phải biết kiểm soát lí trí Nghĩ từng li từng tí Đâu phải hứng miệng rồi nói. mà tay chẳng làm được gì? 1 cái chuồng ha =) Không thể chứa người và con chó Vậy tao xin đứng ở ngoài cho mày được sủa ở trong đó Hay muốn làm đủ loại giông gió? Muốn làm chủ củng không khó Hãy cố tận hưởng sự tự do đi. vì dưới âm phủ sẽ không có =) Verse2 Khi tới chừng mầy vấp ngã mọi người đứng nhìn mày ngã Làm đứng hình tất cả Mày sẽ hứng mình đáp trả những lời xỉa xói nhục mạ với cái sự hi sinh nhục nhã Thì vì sao bây giờ không tự xác định mình là ai . Hay suy nghĩ nhiều cặn bã không biết đúng hay là sai Vẫn cố chấp như 1 năm trước và chẳng có gì thay đổi Đừng cố mà bay cao con cóc ghẻ sao mà bay nổi !!!! Verse3 1 con cóc ghẻ không thể đứng kế con phượng hoàng Thì tao xin bay đi. nhường lại mảnh đất mày làm tàn. Để mày làm càn, làm điên nơi đất khách quê người. mày có làm chuyện ô nhục thì củng chẳng ai chê cười Tụi nó nói đây là trận chiến giữa thằng con nít và ông già Cứ cho là vậy đi!! Mấy thằng gõ phím ở trong nhà Thời buổi này còn đem tuổi tác so về trình độ Thì Cứ cho là vậy đi!! Tao biết cách rap của mình ngộ Nó nghe nhạc tao xong nó cười Rồi nó chê là nhạc chó Nó cho là nhạc chế Sau đó nó mê loại nhạc đó Rồi nó chê lại nhạc nó Bởi nó đã phê loại nhạc đó Rồi cái nó từ bỏ luôn rap gangz bởi cái nó lo là nhạc ế Nhưng củng đâu cần phãi làm thế Tao đâu muốn gây thêm thù địch!!! Chẳng lẽ trời yên biển lặng tao lại kéo mây đen mù mịt Chỉ tại mấy thằng mù tịt, cứ làm bộ làm tịch
Hey brother, I got bars for this and would like to see if you would be down to collab. Been sitting on them for about two and half years now, and they have been itching to leave the canon i have written so far.
Meet jimmy , feeling empty never fit in living in a world that he don't click with , can't live the myth of a norm, trapped in a storm died in school never made it to any kind of a dorm , lived to quick kids they talk shit not knowing the weight he could not lift nor forget the troubles that wore him down to the bit, stripped, shit he was in middle school, surrounded cool kids acting ain't no telling what made his mind state unspool , nor if he ever saw the gold gate, but it's too late
gun in my hand feel like a grammy barrel at my head like I want my head to be hollow so filled with sorrow like I dont want to live tomorrow I just need to need some some time time to absorb this but wait I feel like a weared out sponge life is just a fuckin joke huh? Gun so heavy im sweating feel like im holding up the sun sun moms weeping angels apleasing I hate this world fuck it im leaving.
What’s the big deal ? All y’all fake that’s the big deal ! Nobody seems to be real let me deal the cards because I’ll make you wait on me so I’m not waiting on chasing my calling and what I’m meant to be if it’s to ball then I’m balling If it’s to freefall then I’m falling with no parachute oh shoot oh flutes oh tunes tunes tunes Vibes , that’s my side of life is wondering into a forest of good vibes haters have no clue no wonder why they never stay true or true to themselves y’all need a break sit down , you’re out of control when you need to behave it should have been like this already but they were scared They weren’t ready Instead they failed they swerved instead of riding steady that’s why I’m ready and prepared for war so come get it unless you are less and better yet not ready so you better send backup Hurry hurry hurry Run , jump ,well no matter if you do you’re to slow how about that dude !!
two things/ u gang gang. Well I bang bang. that leaves to niggaa grave mang. would I ever changes things. depends on the slang. how u gauge me. I ain't strange to these streets. lord forgave me. dug my grave 6feet
my riffle straight horror bitch/ shoot long hollow tip/ longer than a arrow tip/bullets holes rip everywhere cover walls like hieroglyphs/ extended clip/ fully equip/ got your pants full of shit/ you shit your pants when you see the mussel spit/ red beam flash out the back of the whip/ you scream allahu akbar to your god in Arabic/ jump dip/skip/ shots till fly through your lips/ strip bones knock your feet off your hip/ blood drip soul levitate like a spaceship
Trong thế giới này , ai là ánh sáng của tao hay tao chỉ thể dựa vào chính mình tao nên sống thế nào , tao nên sống làm sao . Đến chính tao còn đéo hiểu nổi mình thì ai có thể hiểu được tao , ah mông lung và vô định , chẳng biết thượng đế cố tình hay vô ý , để những lúc tuyệt vọng lại thấy được ánh sáng là em , sự tương tư bất chợt này , là thứ duy nhất anh còn giữ về đêm , anh đang làm gì thế này , anh đang làm cái đéo gì vậy , anh không biết , em thấy đấy , anh còn đéo hiểu nổi mình nên mỗi khi bắt đầu một mối tình anh rất lưỡng lự , vì nhiều khi tương tư chỉ là tương tư
