This eon the season of the artistic type, called Grunaargh is the fifth when you interpret ten seasons; the old eon it was second, yule or the second half of Samhain, Oimelq beginning soon. The fifth, like second half of Beltaine. Dhumavatiih is the divinity, also called Aicana. Transfigured or inexpressible Dayside is called Ezywesex.

Verklaert, wondrously- version... Maybe sort of "Oimelq Is Acumin' In". Rare. Athaqyexwex is a name for the reality or soul place, non-ordinary...

This beat is just meant to be 12 mins long imo

0:39 I woke up this morning....

**[Verso 1]** L’ho vista quel giorno, era un raggio di sole, un sorriso che illumina le ore peggiori. Lei era diversa, niente come le altre, io uno qualunque, perso tra le strade. Da amici a complici, cresceva il legame, parlavamo di sogni, di paure lontane. Ogni giorno più vicini, un passo più avanti, un legame di ferro, cuori vibranti. Ma poi quella sera, il silenzio tremava, i nostri occhi parlavano, la luna brillava. Un bacio improvviso, non servivano parole, il primo amore, il battito che ti sconvolge. **[Ritornello]** Era tutto perfetto, un mondo da sognare, le mani intrecciate, niente da temere. Ma a volte l’amore si spezza nel fiato, quando il dubbio ti prende e il cuore è ingannato. **[Verso 2]** "Sei un bugiardo!" ha gridato con rabbia, io che cercavo solo di spiegare la verità. Le voci degli altri, bugie senza fine, hanno distrutto quello che eravamo insieme. "Non è come sembra!" giuro con il cuore, ma lei non ascolta, si chiude nel dolore. Quegli occhi che brillavano ora pieni di gelo, io che cadevo, lei che si alzava nel cielo. Rivivo ogni attimo, ogni risa e speranza, ogni carezza rubata in un mondo di danza. Ma ora c’è il vuoto, un abisso infinito, amore spezzato, destino impazzito. **[Ritornello]** Era tutto perfetto, un mondo da sognare, le mani intrecciate, niente da temere. Ma a volte l’amore si spezza nel fiato, quando il dubbio ti prende e il cuore è ingannato. **[Bridge]** Scrivo su queste righe ciò che non riesco a dirle, ogni bugia che mi accusa è un coltello che brilla. Vorrei tornare indietro, cambiare il passato, ma lei ormai è distante, il nostro sogno è sfumato. **[Outro]** Se mai leggerai, saprai che è sincero, ogni parola che ho detto, ogni gesto leggero. L’amore non muore, ma resta sospeso, tra il sogno infranto e un cuore acceso.

IM GONNA CRY ITS SO BEAUTIFUL

2:00

DUH, THATS THE WHOLE POINT🔥🔥🔥

I pull inspiration out of river tides With a hook and line at christmas time See i head the sleigh alone i pull the weight Time goes on life gets harder i struggle at times like today Had 50 dollars to my name the pain i feel when my little girl keep asking me What is santa going to bring? I dont want her to see me hang my head in shame Missing all that work because im hurt dont mask the pain But theres a roof over our head and food on our plates But your too younge to understand Daddy has no help so i cant help but to feel this way I bought a tree and a bumch of little things I can feel your stocking full but wont have much to put underneath the tree I pray that you dont lose your spirit And everytime i try to talk to mommy We just fight she wont hear a thing And as a man i take the blame The stress of holding up a house thats breaking apart and i cant do a thing But i hold u most dear inside my heart And to god i pray. See im still thankfull that we have a place Together still even if the whole family is only held together by a strip of tape I have a job to do i cant always be here for you But i will never go away. If this family splits apart its not because of a lack of effort Ive tried everything Its christmas time and everything is about to change I dont wanna pull apart your hapiness Im exhausted from the arguing And over time My heart has changed But your my little girl i want to give the world everything i never had so ive put up with all the bad but your mom hasnt even tried to try Its been a year since we seen eye to eye So i feel like ive just been buying time And now im drained And i cant buy thing Im tired you can see it in my eyes And im painting my soul onto this page When i was little not much older than you now i hated how my mom had to be alone while my dad was cozy at his place with two girlfriends while we struggled cold without a place to stay Because our home went up in flames Abd even tho i was so little i still understood why we had to leave , there wasnt another way And on her own without god we never would have found a way And so im reminded and i pray I pray that you and i will find a way Even if we have to leave mommy i know your to younge to hear this and really understand but ull feel the same pain I pray for forgivness and tred on If i have to split the family ill bear the pain And i know u might disagree for now but later you will understand I have to do my dutys as a man i have to be the best father not just a dad. I have to make a plan Im Sorry but please understand

Kendrick is a different artist 🎨

This cant be the coast that im from ,. Reppin that language ., if bragging and boasting is fun ,. While you lagging posting statuses ,. For someone else too come ,. Im in the backseat rattling asscheeks as if thier eardrums ,. Battling avne caused by lacking this proficient income ,. Bumping up get you tight in the gums ., im the hype from where i come,. Watched me rise threw the slums ., shattering punks,. Putting thier lives up for fun ,. Golden with the bars ,. Im from out the cut like opening cigars,. Stay in the midst of it all ,. Pencil too pen the next steven cigall the next rhythmn is paused no way too fix it instantly and pick threw the calls,. Still in the backseat As i dip from the chalwk lacking control because my tispy is off ,.

Martin had a DREAM, Kendrick had DREAM ❗💰✅👑💯💪🏾⛽

ass

bro decided to come back after 2012.

What was suppose to be great Now it b all bad How life so short n no reversing this shit Makes me feel sad You not here to grow with me Makes me real mad Times heels all I hope they figure it out It never been about the individual 2 better than 1 can you count Should a been about the group Shoulda got your kids away from energy if you had the proof

hit boy was actually cooking

Uh, Martin had a dream Martin had a dream Kendrick have a dream All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours Goddamn I feel amazing, damn I'm in the matrix My mind is living on cloud nine and this nine is never on vacation Start up that Maserati and VROOM VROOM! I'm racing Poppin' pills in the lobby and I pray they don't find her naked And I pray you niggas is hatin', shooters go after Judas Jesus Christ if I live life on my knees, ain't no need to do this Park it in front of Lueders, next to that Church's Chicken All you pussies is losers, all my niggas is winners, screaming All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours Goddamn I got bitches (okay!) damn I got bitches (okay!) Damn I got bitches, wifey, girlfriend and mistress All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead showers I've got twenty-five lighters on my dresser, yessir Put fire to that ass, body cast on a stretcher And her body got that ass that a ruler couldn't measure And it make me cum fast but I never get embarrassed And I recognize you have what I've been wanting since that record That Adina Howard had pop it fast to impress her She rollin' I'm holding my scrotum and posing This voice here is golden so fuck y'all I goes in and All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy two hours Damn I got bitches, damn I got bitches Damn I got bitches, wifey, girlfriend and mistress All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or nigga It's go time I roll in dough with a good grind And I run at ho with a baton That's a relay race with a bouquet They say, "K, you goin' marry mines?" Beeotch! (no way) Beeotch! (no way) Beeotch! (no way) Beeotch! Okay, I'm never living life confined It's a failure even if I'm blind I can tell ya who what when where how? To sell ya game right on time Beeotch! (go play) Beeotch! (go play) Beeotch! (go play) Beeotch! I look like OJ, killing everything from pussy to a mothafuckin' Hit-Boy beat She pussy poppin' and I got options like an audible, I be C-O-M-P-T-O-N, I win then ball at your defeat C-O-M-P-T-O-N, my city mobbin' in the street, yellin' All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy two hours Goddamn I got bitches (okay!) damn I got bitches (okay!) Damn I got bitches, wifey, girlfriend and mistress All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead showers (let it run Ali) Martin had a dream Martin had a dream Kendrick have a dream

Sleeper! I’m glad this is my song! And not yours!

This episode is so great, pierce turned Neil character ducane into Neil by making him fat, Neil character would been skinny, so for Neil to win he had to believe in himself, from now on his character would be himself. So damn good! If ducane was his original self the dice roll to throw the sword wouldn’t have been as high as a roll.

All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours Goddamn I feel amazing, damn I'm in the matrix My mind is living on cloud nine and this nine is never on vacation Start up that Maserati and VROOM VROOM! I'm racing Poppin' pills in the lobby and I pray they don't find her naked And I pray you niggas is hatin', shooters go after Judas Jesus Christ if I live life on my knees, ain't no need to do this Park it in front of Lueders, next to that Church's Chicken All you pussies is losers, all my niggas is winners, screaming All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours Goddamn I got bitches (okay!) damn I got bitches (okay!) Damn I got bitches, wifey, girlfriend and mistress All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead showers I've got twenty-five lighters on my dresser, yessir Put fire to that ass, body cast on a stretcher And her body got that ass that a ruler couldn't measure And it make me cum fast but I never get embarrassed And I recognize you have what I've been wanting since that record That Adina Howard had pop it fast to impress her She rollin' I'm holding my scrotum and posing This voice here is golden so fuck y'all I goes in and All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy two hours Damn I got bitches, damn I got bitches Damn I got bitches, wifey, girlfriend and mistress All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or nigga It's go time I roll in dough with a good grind And I run at ho with a baton That's a relay race with a bouquet They say, "K, you goin' marry mines?" Beeotch! (no way) Beeotch! (no way) Beeotch! (no way) Beeotch! Okay, I'm never living life confined It's a failure even if I'm blind I can tell ya who what when where how? To sell ya game right on time Beeotch! (go play) Beeotch! (go play) Beeotch! (go play) Beeotch! I look like OJ, killing everything from pussy to a mothafuckin' Hit-Boy beat She pussy poppin' and I got options like an audible, I be C-O-M-P-T-O-N, I win then ball at your defeat C-O-M-P-T-O-N, my city mobbin' in the street, yellin' All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy two hours Goddamn I got bitches (okay!) damn I got bitches (okay!) Damn I got bitches, wifey, girlfriend and mistress All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead showers (let it run Ali) Martin had a dream Martin had a dream Kendrick have a dream

if a beat play when you die its this one

[Intro] Uh, Martin had a dream Martin had a dream Kendrick have a dream [Chorus] All my life, I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours [Verse 1] Goddamn, I feel amazin', damn, I'm in the Matrix My mind is livin' on cloud nine and this 9 is never on vacation Start up that Maserati and, vroom, vroom, I'm racin' Poppin' pills in the lobby and I pray they don't find her naked And I pray you niggas is hatin', shooters go after Judas Jesus Christ, if I live life on my knees, ain't no need to do this Park it in front of Lueders, next to that Church's Chicken All you pussies is losers, all my niggas is winnin', screamin' [Chorus] All my life, I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours [Post-Chorus] Goddamn, I got bitches (Okay), damn, I got bitches (Okay) Damn, I got bitches (Yeah), wifey, girlfriend, and mistress All my life, I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower [Verse 2] I got twenty-five lighter on my dresser, yes, sir Put fire to that ass, body cast on a stretcher And her body got that ass that a ruler couldn't measure And it make me cum fast, but I never get embarrassed And I recognize you have what I've been wantin' since that record That Adina Howard had, pop it fast to impress her She rollin', I'm holdin' my scrotum, imposin' This voice here is golden, so fuck y'all, I goes in, and [Chorus] All my life, I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours [Post-Chorus] Goddamn, I got bitches, damn, I got bitches Damn, I got bitches, wifey, girlfriend, and mistress All my life, I want money and power Respect my mind or, nigga, it's go time [Verse 3] I roll in dough with a good grind And I run that ho with a baton That's a relay race with a bouquet They say, "K, you gon' marry mines" Biatch, no way, biatch, no way Biatch, no way, biatch, okay I'm never livin' life confined It's a failure even if I'm blind I can tell you who, what, when, where How to sell your game right on time Biatch, go play, biatch, go play Biatch, go play, biatch, I look like O.J. Killin' everything from pussy to a motherfuckin' Hit-Boy beat She pussy poppin' and I got options like an audible, I be C-O-M-P-T-O-N, I win, then ball at your defeat C-O-M-P-T-O-N, my city mobbin' in the street, yellin' [Chorus] All my life, I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours [Post-Chorus] Goddamn, I got bitches, damn, I got bitches Damn, I got bitches, wifey, girlfriend, and mistress All my life, I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower [Outro] Let it run, Ali Martin had a dream Martin had a dream Kendrick have a dream

4:13 can anyone help me out with the orchestral notes in the background and get the audio

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still love this song and instrumental all these years later. It is truly a masterpiece. Enjoying the Heart part 6 and gnx album as I type this but had to come back and feel the nostalgia of this album.

God this show was genius. I am so happy that I got copies before streaming services started cutting this episode out.

Kanye West should sample this!

Another ye classic right here

something about this beat man… it’s chill, it’s relaxing, it’s cooling in a way, but there’s some semblance of grief _in_ there, lurking reminds of times i just had to accept things as they were and be ok with it, or atleast tried to be

0:37

Where tf you been in 12 years 😭😭😭

Where tf you been for 12 years😭😭😭

Like produced it

0:06

When the lights shut off And it's my turn to settle down My main concern Promise that you will sing about me Promise that you will sing about me I said when the lights shut off And it's my turn to settle down My main concern Promise that you will sing about me Promise that you will sing about me I woke up this morning and figured I'd call you In case I'm not here tomorrow, I'm hoping that I can borrow A peace of mind, I'm behind on what's really important My mind is really distorted, I find nothing but trouble in my life I'm fortunate you believe in a dream This orphanage we call a ghetto is quite a routine And last night was just another distraction or a reaction Of what we consider madness, I know exactly what happened You ran outside when you heard my brother cry for help Held him like a newborn baby and made him feel Like everything was alright and a fight he tried to put up But the type of bullet that stuck had went against his will As blood spilled on your hands, my plans rather vindictive Everybody's a victim in my eyes When I ride, it's a murderous rhythm and outside became pitch black A demon glued to my back whispering, "Get 'em" I got 'em, and I ain't give a fuck That same mentality that told my brother not to duck In actuality, it's a trip how we trip off of colors I wonder if I'll ever discover a passion like you and recover The life that I knew as a young'n in pajamas and dun-ta-duns When thunder comes it rains cats and dogs Dumb niggas like me never prosper Prognosis of a problem child, I'm proud and well devoted This piru shit been in me forever So forever I'mma push it, wherever, whenever And I love you 'cause you love my brother like you did Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big And if I die before your album drop, I hope (gunshots) Promise that you will sing about me Promise that you will sing about me I said when the lights shut off And it's my turn to settle down My main concern Promise that you will sing about me Promise that you will sing about me You wrote a song about my sister on your tape And called it Section.80, the message resembled "Brenda's Got a Baby" What's crazy was, I was hearing about it But doubted your ignorance how could you ever just put her on blast and shit Judging her past and shit, well, it's completely my future Her nigga behind me right now asking for ass and shit And I'mma need that forty dollars even if I gotta Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three My titties bounce on the cadence of his tinkling keys Matter of fact, he my favorite 'cause he tip me with E's He got a cousin named David and I seen him last week This is the life of another girl damaged by the system These foster homes, I run away and never do miss 'em See, my hormones just run away and if I can get 'em back To where they used to be then I'll probably be in the denim Of a family gene that show women how to be woman Or better yet, a leader, you need her to learn somethin' Then you probably need to beat her, that's how I was taught Three niggas in one room, first time I was tossed And I'm exhausted, but fuck that "Sorry for your loss" shit My sister died in vain, but what point are you trying to gain If you can't fit the pumps I walk in? I'll wait Your rebuttal a little too late And if you have a album date, just make sure I'm not in the song 'Cause I don't need the attention bring enough of that on my own And matter fact, did I mention that I physically feel great? A doctor's approval is a waste of time, I know I'm straight I'll probably live longer than you and never fade away I'll never fade away, I'll never fade away, I know my fate And I'm on the grind for this cake, I'mma get it or die trying I'm eyeing every male gender with intentions of buying You lying to these motherfuckers, talking about you can help 'em With my story, you can help me if you sell this pussy for me, nigga Don't ignore me, nigga, fuck your glory, nigga... When the lights shut off And it's my turn to settle down My main concern Promise that you will sing about me Promise that you will sing about me I said when the lights shut off And it's my turn to settle down My main concern Promise that you will sing about me Promise that you will sing about me Sometimes I look in a mirror and ask myself: Am I really scared of passing away? If it's today, I hope I hear a Cry out from heaven so loud it can water down a demon With the holy ghost 'til it drown in the blood of Jesus I wrote some raps that make sure that my lifeline Reeking the scent of a reaper, ensuring that my allegiance With the other side may come soon, and if I'm doomed May the womb help my mother be blessed for many moons I suffer a lot, and every day the glass mirror Get tougher to watch; I tie my stomach in knots And I'm not sure why I'm infatuated with death My imagination is surely an aggravation of threats That can come about, 'cause the tongue is mighty powerful And I can name a list of your favorites that probably vouch Maybe 'cause I'm a dreamer and sleep is the cousin of death Really stuck in the schema of wondering when I'mma rest And you're right, your brother was a brother to me And your sister's situation was the one that pulled me In a direction to speak of something that's realer than the TV screen By any means, wasn't trying to offend or come between Her personal life, I was like, "It need to be told" Cursing the life of twenty generations after her soul Exactly what'd happen if I ain't continued rappin' Or steady being distracted by money drugs and four- Fives, I count lives all on these songs Look at the weak and cry, pray one day, you'll be strong Fighting for your rights even when you're wrong And hope that at least one of you sing about me when I'm gone Am I worth it? Did I put enough work in? Promise that you will sing about me Promise that you will sing about me I said when the lights shut off And it's my turn to settle down My main concern Promise that you will sing about me Promise that you will sing about me (Promise that you'll sing about me forever Promise that you'll sing about me for-ooooh) Promise that you'll sing about me forever Promise that you'll sing about me for-ooooh Promise that you'll sing about me forever Promise that you'll sing about me for-ooooh "Nigga, the homie's brother-- nigga, right here, he gone, my nigga, he gone!" "Nigga-- they just killed the homie's brother, my nigga. We right here on the block, my nigga." "Al- alright, nigga-- nigga just come-- alright, alright, just call me back, man, just call me back." (Hangs up) "Arghh... *fuck!* ...So what we gon' do, my niggas? What we gon' do?" "Bro, we can go back right now, my nigga. Like... nigga, I don't give a FUCK, my nigga. We can go back right now.*" "Fuck! I'm tired of this shit! I'm tired of fuckin' runnin', I'm tired of this shit! My brother, homie!" Tired of running, tired of hunting My own kind but retiring nothing Tires are steady screeching, the driver is rubbing Hands on the wheel, who said we wasn't Dying of thirst, dying of thirst, dying of thirst Dope on the corner, look at the coroner Daughter is dead, mother is mournin' her Strayed bullets, AK bullets Resuscitation was waiting patiently but they couldn't Bring her back, who got the footage? Channel 9, cameras is looking It's hard to channel your energy when you know you're crooked Banana clip, split his banana pudding I'm like Tre, that's Cuba Gooding I know I'm good at Dying of thirst, dying of thirst, dying of thirst How many sins? I'm running out How many sins? I lost count Dreams of balling like Spalding But only shotty bounce The reaper calling, I'm cottonmouth Money is power (money is power) Yours is ours (yours is ours) Lay with a snitch, die with a coward Hope we get rich, hope we can tower Over the city with vanity with the music louder The same song, a black flower I'll show you how to dye your thirst, dye your thirst, dye your thirst What are we doing? Who are we fooling? Hell is hot, fire is proven To burn for eternity, return of the student That never learned how to live righteous but how to shoot it Tired of running, choirs is hummin' Tell us to visit, we lying 'bout comin' Now back to business, loading the guns in Back of the Buick, your hood is feuding, and the beef is bubblin' It's no discussion Hereditary, all of my cousins Dying of thirst, dying of thirst, dying of thirst Too many sins, I'm running out Somebody send me a well for the drought See, all I know, is taking notes On taking this life for granted, granted, if he provoke My best days, are stress days (Lord, forgive me for all my sins for I not know...) My best days, are stress days Say "Fuck the world, " my sex slave Money, pussy and greed; what's my next crave Whatever it is, know it's my next grave Tired of running, tired of running Tired of tumbling, tired of running Tired of tumbling Back once my momma say "See a pastor, give me a promise What if today was the rapture, and you completely tarnished The truth will set you free, so to me be completely honest You dying of thirst, you dying of thirst So hop in that water, and pray that it works" Fuck! I'm tired of this shit! I'm tired of fuckin' runnin', I'm tired of this shit! That's my brother, homie! ("Young man, come talk to me! Is that what I think that is?) I know that's not what I think that is Why are you so angry? See you young men are dying of thirst Do you know what that means? That means you need water, holy water You need to be baptized, with the spirit of The Lord Do you want to receive God as your personal savior? Okay, repeat after me Lord God, I come to you a.

started crying freestyling on this...

Ye sampled this lol

[Intro] Uh, Martin had a dream Martin had a dream Kendrick have a dream [Chorus] All my life, I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours [Verse 1] Goddamn, I feel amazin', damn, I'm in the Matrix My mind is livin' on cloud nine and this 9 is never on vacation Start up that Maserati and, vroom, vroom, I'm racin' Poppin' pills in the lobby and I pray they don't find her naked And I pray you niggas is hatin', shooters go after Judas Jesus Christ, if I live life on my knees, ain't no need to do this Park it in front of Lueders, next to that Church's Chicken All you pussies is losers, all my niggas is winnin', screamin' [Chorus] All my life, I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours [Post-Chorus] Goddamn, I got bitches (Okay), damn, I got bitches (Okay) Damn, I got bitches (Yeah), wifey, girlfriend, and mistress All my life, I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower [Verse 2] I got twenty-five lighter on my dresser, yes, sir Put fire to that ass, body cast on a stretcher And her body got that ass that a ruler couldn't measure And it make me cum fast, but I never get embarrassed And I recognize you have what I've been wantin' since that record That Adina Howard had, pop it fast to impress her She rollin', I'm holdin' my scrotum, imposin' This voice here is golden, so fuck y'all, I goes in, and [Chorus] All my life, I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours [Post-Chorus] Goddamn, I got bitches, damn, I got bitches Damn, I got bitches, wifey, girlfriend, and mistress All my life, I want money and power Respect my mind or, nigga, it's go time [Verse 3] I roll in dough with a good grind And I run that ho with a baton That's a relay race with a bouquet They say, "K, you gon' marry mines" Biatch, no way, biatch, no way Biatch, no way, biatch, okay I'm never livin' life confined It's a failure even if I'm blind I can tell you who, what, when, where How to sell your game right on time Biatch, go play, biatch, go play Biatch, go play, biatch, I look like O.J. Killin' everything from pussy to a motherfuckin' Hit-Boy beat She pussy poppin' and I got options like an audible, I be C-O-M-P-T-O-N, I win, then ball at your defeat C-O-M-P-T-O-N, my city mobbin' in the street, yellin' [Chorus] All my life, I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours [Post-Chorus] Goddamn, I got bitches, damn, I got bitches Damn, I got bitches, wifey, girlfriend, and mistress All my life, I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower [Outro] Let it run, Ali Martin had a dream Martin had a dream Kendrick have a dream

Scrivo questo pezzo per tutti quelli che ho accanto A chi mi ha visto da bambino e ha pensato fossi un incanto mi chiamavano Torello, troppo grande per la culla, 4 Kili di bambino imbronciato forse ti turba Le tonsille come spine, dentro la gola chiusa, Prima budino freddo adesso stappo un altra Ichnusa ogni boccone pesava, il dolore era fastidioso Come a una cane che quando gli spari comunque non molla l'osso Resto focus sul percorso non mi perdo nel cammino Torrevecchia Teatina una casa nel mio destino Non entro in guerra con nessuno non mi piace l'arrembaggio Da bambino giocavo a calcio pensando a Roberto Baggio A volte vorrei urlare, ma poi mi trattengo, la paura mi blocca, come catene al terreno, ma con i miei fratelli so di non essere solo, insieme combattiamo questo odio che ci avvolge in un volo lo Stato ci odia, ci vuole divisi, ma noi restiamo qui, insieme, anche contro i sorrisi finti Ho imparato a stare in piedi, senza mani da stringere, a crescere con me stesso, a non lasciarmi spegnere Il mondo è negativo, lo vedo ogni giorno, notizie di guerre, fratelli che non fanno più ritorno, ma dentro di me, cerco un altro destino, che l’odio mi ha reso forte, ma l’amore sarà divino Litigi tra mura, parole taglienti come lame, cercavo un po’ di pace, ma trovavo solo fame, di verità, di affetto, di chi sono veramente, mentre il mondo fuori rideva, io restavo indifferente

This instrumental made me tear up its so beautiful Kendrick Lamar is killing it on this track! The only reason he’s not getting more hits is because he hasn’t checked out the short on my channel that breaks down how all these trappers are blowing up so big.

전부 다 없는 거 같에 전부터 의심했지 This world deliet 전부 가짜인 거 같아 그래 그래 니조차도 의심하게 만드는 매일 밤 불이 꺼지면 무언가에 떨었었던 양자역학의 이중실릭 예수천국 불신지옥 내가 죽으면 영혼이 어디로 갈까불안해 전부 나 빼고 npc같고 불안해 그래 내가 여기까지 온 이유 다 있겠지 신이 있다면 그건 지구만한 1억대에 컴퓨터 혹시 혼자있어 의심하기까지 우울증 너무 답답한 나에게는 정답을 알려줘 매일밤 띠리링 침대 일어서서 울어 불안해 좌우를 살피고 누가있는지 안절부절해 이제 알겠네 왜 약을 먹고 두리번 거리는지 좌우좌우 우왕자왕 모든 것이 안 맡기니까 빛의 속도는 한계니까 그래 그 꿈이 꿈이 아닌 듯해 너네들이 꾸는 꿈을 굳이 비유하자면 내가 꾸는 꿈에 비해 탈피를 하다말아 역시 거짓말은 나만 할 수 있는 상상이지

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Uh, Martin had a dream Martin had a dream Kendrick have a dream All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours Goddamn I feel amazing, damn I'm in the matrix My mind is living on cloud nine and this nine is never on vacation Start up that Maserati and VROOM VROOM! I'm racing Poppin' pills in the lobby and I pray they don't find her naked And I pray you niggas is hatin', shooters go after Judas Jesus Christ if I live life on my knees, ain't no need to do this Park it in front of Lueders, next to that Church's Chicken All you pussies is losers, all my niggas is winners, screaming All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours Goddamn I got bitches (okay!) damn I got bitches (okay!) Damn I got bitches, wifey, girlfriend and mistress All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead showers I've got twenty-five lighters on my dresser, yessir Put fire to that ass, body cast on a stretcher And her body got that ass that a ruler couldn't measure And it make me cum fast but I never get embarrassed And I recognize you have what I've been wanting since that record That Adina Howard had pop it fast to impress her She rollin' I'm holding my scrotum and posing This voice here is golden so fuck y'all I goes in and All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy two hours Damn I got bitches, damn I got bitches Damn I got bitches, wifey, girlfriend and mistress All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or nigga It's go time I roll in dough with a good grind And I run at ho with a baton That's a relay race with a bouquet They say, "K, you goin' marry mines?" Beeotch! (no way) Beeotch! (no way) Beeotch! (no way) Beeotch! Okay, I'm never living life confined It's a failure even if I'm blind I can tell ya who what when where how? To sell ya game right on time Beeotch! (go play) Beeotch! (go play) Beeotch! (go play) Beeotch! I look like OJ, killing everything from pussy to a mothafuckin' Hit-Boy beat She pussy poppin' and I got options like an audible, I be C-O-M-P-T-O-N, I win then ball at your defeat C-O-M-P-T-O-N, my city mobbin' in the street, yellin' All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy two hours Goddamn I got bitches (okay!) damn I got bitches (okay!) Damn I got bitches, wifey, girlfriend and mistress All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead showers (let it run Ali) Martin had a dream Martin had a dream Kendrick have a dream

Kendrick Lamar - Sing About Me the instrumental sounds great (Instrumental)

F A T

1:20 epic!!!

❤🎉❤🎉❤ THANK YOU FOR THIS DUPE INSTRUMENTAL

Hit-Boy deserves to be making at least 1 million per year