I caught some inspiration off this instrumental to rap on a more serious level. Not just quality and recording wise, but lyrically as well. This is the first instrumental I floated on, I'll leave the link here and any feedback, comment or like will be appreciated. soundcloud.com/yungreh/time
I’m giving myself 10 minutes to write this. Ready go. Lost inside, this bizarre mind of mine. Can’t seem to find the time, close my eyes to peer inside a world of different lies the truth it hides where the sun don’t shine inside the rabbit hole my mind soars and flies. But above the the ground I try to take to the skies with the feeling that I’ve died inside. My free spirt compartmentalized. Will we every harmonize to see the stars align. They say you reap what you sew, energy rose from the depths below. A stones throw from the the unknown, where fear and courage combine to grow from the seed beneath these tumbleweeds perpetuate the cycle steam and smoke rose at the cross roads of lost souls and pot holes. Real fortune goes beyond the tolls and real warmth lies beyond the cold.
My mind is all crazy but I manage to get buy Used to think of ways just to get myself high But now I'm sober and shit just needs to change This life is a gamble kinda like a dice game I'm going take whatever my life throws at me Whether I'm in a good mood or feeling crappy I got the heart of a soilder momma didn't raise a quitter These wack rappers man that shit makes think bigger
Closet doors of where I would store my toys Opened the next day for some more joy Just a boy who wanted to have a choice The school bus doesn't come for us anymore Deep down the core I can feel the voices saying "Give them a try, just some more pain and hurt for the mind to crumble and cave in on it's heart" Just start where they said mean things in the park Parked my momma car just down the street, so if I walk far from here and find another life under. Something tells me that I'm not to understand the thoughts I'm having Yet the feelings of death wrapped itself inside my head Bent over in crippling depression I wanted to be dead But just being 10 I chose to eat a bowl of cereal instead Grabbed my controller and played Red Dead, Mass Effect, Mortal Kombat, Madden 11, but by then I was already feeling my dread Abused and used from the minute I was bread Sent of the basement rooms filled with regret and memories of neglect White washed stains on the walls I would rub against I'm crumbing stead fast in my memories I'm dead but here I stand in a hollowed casket
Sitting here held hostage, Overthink no ones watching, Fly or sink better then stopping, Buy a drink now im flossing, Grab a beat forget about flopping, I got shit to be dropping Toilets no option, Just some music to get lost in, Feel like i want it,Feel like i vomit, Sonic im spinning in place Taking chronic to the face, Back up in my zone no time to waste, Brains working at a faster pace Aiming first place in the race, single signal beaming in from outspace or an outter space, No trace just a taste dont go to waste
They way im livin, They way I get it, im not kiddin, its like im swimmin through all these different decisions And i might be trippin, but they like me slippin, might seem twisted , lights keep dimmin, success so far up in the distance, Thats why im fed up with existence, keep your head up and listen to what the angels whisperin, you gotta be persistent so whether the mission, put me in admission haha idk something like that ...
Strofa 1: Si pleaca de acasa fa ti bagaju si ramai masca De ce o sa vezi si o sa dai pe drum De multe brute si vrute nevrute O sa fi pierdut in fum Multi o sa te arda si ramai scrum Multi n o sa vada ce ai vazut pe drum Multi n o sa nteleaga cine esti tu Asa ca fa bine si ramai true Nu le spune ce vezi tu Restu s resturi pierduti in vazduh Atata rautate o au in duh Vezi intuneric nu i nici o lumina Uitate n oglinda sa vezi cine i de vina Da fratioare stiu ca te doare stiu ca tragi Tare nimic nu i din intamplare Nici macar o suflare Nu exista viata fara moarte oare Nu exista moarte fara viata d asta cred in reincarnare Gaseste o motivare pana depresia nu ia amploare Decor incolor nici o culoare nu cere ajutor n o sa vezi de nici o culoare Viata nu i dreapta nicidecum corecta Nu te mira asa e viata Hook: Si cand o sa mor ma gasesti in dormitor In mana cu ceva color in pahar cu ceva rom Si sa nu ti pese de părerea lor Esti doar tu restu doar de decor Te doare dar porti de parca Nimic nu s a întâmplat Familia s a destrămat Singur am ramas si am plecat Trecutu ma urmărește Inca n am scapat Primesc viziuni mult prea constant Da nu i nimic fiindcă in sfarsit Pot s o dau pe beat tot ce simt
life is like a Melody highs and lows like fightin the tide and it's tellin me I'm everything. Do we all connect? I think we do I must confess energy in the eyes feels limitless time with the wise I did invest did you figure it? Idk...that's it's 😂 ehhh, dope beat!
yuh,feels good to fall fell to rock bottom but the ground was all soft what can i say misery's trickery always be swindling hopin to catch at oeast one of us sliping in but it is not possible to
I'm so glad this is free, I'm writing a chill ass song to this right now for my upcoming album. Thanks for this dope shit, might use more of your beats if they're all good as this!
C’est perplexe J’ai perdu mes reflex Devenu trop gentil Les doutes font que je deviens Trop pensif Mais c’est elle Qui m’a rendu ça Aucune haine Car je l’apprécie comme ça Un bijoux parmis Le rocher Numéro de l’amour Je décrochais Sentiments love Nous deux on est corda Elle me donne de la force J’ai effacé mes contact Ne m’en veux pas Je la vois avant toi Ton amitié je n’en veux pas Tout ces textes Toutes mes fautes Amoureux l’un de l’autre Mais y’a le diable Sur nos côte Me pousse à régler mes comptes Donc j’compte Chaque minute qui me reste
I live a hard life Lord knows I'm close to giving in Tryna figure out wat life about Hard to point blame when/ you live a life of sin/ was once a mind full of hope but now a nigga full of doubt See I was tooken from my kin/ Separated from my twin lost in motion like a shark with no fin/ tryna chase dreams but I'm surrounded by hollow shouts/ grew up in the slums I'm just tryna make it out/ but all these problems flood me like hurricane my dreams drowning I can't seem to swim lately my chances of being happy became slim. Tired of the gang violence why can't we all just be friends tired of being played for my wealth I thought it was love when did it become about ends
