Dope tune!!!✌🏼✌🏼

Bro said do it hard ❤

That beginning drop gave me a smile 😁😅 fire man 🔥🔥🔥

I love it, writing stories is very suitable, thank bro❤

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Bro maymekenche nice job 👏

Merci.

Güzel beat🙋‍♂️

Gotta slow it way down, Flow the pain now, Using it as energy I’ll never face ground, Taking all the evil and good and I lay in sound, Story from the brain and how I barely made it out, Faced the fake and through it feel like I obtained a crown,

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how can we download? this is fire af

These choices have me grabing rope. And hoisting, body's up into rafters by the neck, what's next, as I search my soul, for ways to fill a hole, like a void an abyss of devoid. I'm always on my android, in hopes of getting by. I guess glued to a screen, but this adhd really gets the best of me so I mesh games and shorts, to make this journey a little less tasking, really that's all I am asking, raising hands open to the sky, I start to shake yet I don't know why. As courses of energy find. Way into my glands, like the sunshine, what do I want? To shine? To understand the truth over the lies? I guess I am young and dumb, but take notes, son. One day when your older, you may realize what this pains been for, as I move mountains and stack bolders, as I sit in my rage and smolder, alone to protect those closet from a fate, of poor control. I can't afford any more mistakes. As I think back on the lessons life has shown. You see various meanings, to beliving, from hating, now my form misguided, always by the lake, to harbor my brain like a weapon of mass destruction, to erupt and disrupt like the gods of Olympus. I even got a nymph temptress. Aside I dig in the depths of despair to see the spiritual side, not many even bother to care. I remember, I remember! It was 5 years ago in November, the day my soul left. The knowledge gained the time spent to search these astral plains. As I dive in dmt to speak with entities, only to see my complaining a disease, spreading to those around me. But my twisted ways are carved in bone, my finger twitch is muscle memory, and I never had a home. I remember, I remember! My grandfather and the handcuffs, they way to keep his grandson from the world he took a chain, a padlock, with a key, to lock me up from escaping again. Now 25 I should write a book for this feeling is something not worth reliving, let it pour as storm clouds brew, to picture the final tool was an anchor to secure, as I got a Publix shopping bag to keep from scratching his floors, yet people will never know. I guess I just want to be heard, to spread love and joy for my own was tampered. And it's dampend my mood. So I choose. What's next to do, as I open new doors to pass through in hopes of outlast and be anew. Whew. With practice, this art will turn to passion. I may yet achieve compassion or just cast me away from the flames. So I can reign. Whatever comes my way, head held high, darkness deep in the eyes, smile wide, and prepare to cause a spark, the chain reaction will make it combust as I drop in like Clark, not a hero, for doomsday is on his way. Buckle up for this shit may finally get sick, as I flick the clit. Cuz I like the terror of horror flicks 🤪 all these Lil bitches and the fake friends turned snitches, as me scratching my temples, and fixing my britches, I can't sag. I won't be marked a fag, the pigs can stack and roast, till the body bags can't fit in the soil, then I turnover and plow, like a cracker jack, I got a crunch, when she sucks and blows, shit what do I even know. Just discovering my flow, and everything I speak is truth. That's difference from me and you. I refuse to let my uprising, be compromised, came from humble beginnings to jumbled metaphors. Crashing like meteors at your front door, blast ya back with the sawed off. And prepare to hack flesh, till the limbs pop off, and shit I may just take off. As I blast off, deeper into the secrets of space, and society questioning why they try me. For patience has grown thin, my thick skin wore down, from rain showers, yet still I mange to tower and bully like bowser, click the computer and search the browser, for the onion sites, red rooms and silk road. As I pave gold, paying in crypto.

*Promo sm* 👌

Finalement j'aurai pas la belle vie Tu connais mes valeurs, mes principes S'il y a quoique ce soit tu m'appelles vite Même si toi pour moi t'es pas venu On dirait que la douleur s'éternise Je sais même plus ce que j'apprécie J'aspire même à changer de lexique Nouvelle tenue dans mon dressing Tous les jours j'imagine que je la revois Je lui ai jamais dit au revoir Pas maintenant, pas demain En étant pas moi-même malhonnête, je suis revenu plusieurs fois Combien de fois je l'ai vu, comme avant Dans le vide, énervée, me le dire, perdre la voix PUBLICITÉ Deviens donneur de moelle osseuse Si tu es un homme entre 18 et 35 ans, inscris-toi comme donneur et sauve une vie Inspired by Je m'en vais, je la fuis, renouveau Je l'évite, elle m'en veut, c'est la vie, elle reviendra pas Dans son cœur je garde ma place Tous les jours mes yeux brillent jusqu'au jour où je saurai qu'elle me remplace En vrai j'avais du mal avec ça Bloqué dans mes rêves avenue de l'impasse On dirait qu'au fond de mon cœur ça tourne mal J'ai trop de peine, ça s'arrête pas, cerveau en panne j'irai autre part En noir et blanc j'ai vu la mer Mais t'inquiète pas oh petit frère, je suis en retard mais j'y arrive pas J'ai fait les plans, en faisant des nuits blanches, je pensais à toi sur mon nuage Dernière lettre, dernier virage, amour factice, peut-être qu'on m'oubliera Ça fait 1000 pages, la lune me voit, rien dans les poches, j'espérais quoi Souvenirs d'enfant, je rentre au village, mama me voit et tombe en larmes Tiens, je te rends un disque d'or, c'est pas assez donc je travaille encore J'arrive à peine à nourrir le clan, un jour ça paiera je remplirai le compte Mais pour l'instant je garde ma place Tous les jours mes yeux brillent jusqu'au jour où je saurai qu'on me remplace En vrai j'avais du mal avec ça, bloqué dans mes rêves avenue de l'impasse On dirait qu'au fond de mon cœur ça tourne mal

How can we do is fly Going mind my business I'm เติมพลังดื่ม Algolhol ป็อก ไม่มีคำตอบที่ใช้ได้กับทุกคน ก็เพราะว่าเศษผสมตอนนี้ คิดแล้วเวลาจะทำอะไรมันไม่ค่อยจะลงตัว

Tryna get the fuck out, Tryna rip it up loud, Never give a fuck how, That I put the shit down, But I be busting it like a juggernaut, Fucken around and kill em when it come to my sound, What is you talking about saying I hit the ground, I will be falling out one eleven won’t come around,

how much for this beat bro??

كان ي مكان ف ذكري زمان كان في واحد وي شهود عيان وكان ف واحد تاني خالص كداب منافق غشاش بيقول كلام عني وبيباجح ف الكلام بيقول اني واني وكلام كتيير عني مع اني كنت ف يوم صاين العيش والملح واقف سند ضهر وحمايه وقوه للخونه نفسي اتكلم كتيير بس كلامي مش هيغير المصير اناا ليا طريق يمكن ربي كاتب ليا الخير يمكن اتحسن وابقي بخير

Noites frias perdido no quarto Sonhando com notas de cinco no quarto É que hoje falo barato Mas o meu sonho é caro Dois quintais grandes cheios de carro Sonho também em partir varios palcos Alías varios estadíos e eu ném falo de escarro Prefiro me manter focado O objectivo é nunca tar disfocado Mente vazia oficina do diabo Sempre motivado Acende mais uma bula pq a Realidade é fria Então preciso de estar fumado mas não te enganes o puto é abensoado Falo com Ngana sozinho no quarto Pedindo perdão por tudo que faço Agradecendo por tudo que passo Ngana Nzambi obrigado sempre iluminaste o meu espaço