A mi la vida me ha premiado, el rap me dió salida Hice mil movidas para no quedar parado Mis heridas no han sanado, pero hoy todo me motiva No gasté saliva, mira todo lo que he cosechado He viajado y extrañado todo Vieja te extrañé y si no te llamé Es porque no he encontrado un modo He pateado el mundo solo, aislando de consejos Recordando las miradas y palabras de mi viejo He extrañado la infancia, la inocencia, la fragancia de mis calles Y lo rayes que viví en la adolescencia Extraño todo cuando estoy afuera, pero más a mi hija Por que yo se que a la fija, en la casa me espera 11M 3.2K Gracie Abrams 'Risk' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Genius Verified  NOW PLAYING     [Verso 2: Gera MX] Como olvidarte diciembre, después de tanto juntos Te he cantado lloviendo, sin miedo a perder el rumbo Crecí escuchando buen jazz de la bocina de una boombox Y si la vida fue dura, de verdad a nadie culpo Pues parece todo pasa, dicen que todo aprendes Ser real, no es como cantas, si no cuando no lo vendes Todo fue un aprendizaje, como descubrir si mientes Como no perder el piso, como no perder mi gente Y veme aquí tan lejos, viviendo de esto trazos Cuidando bien mis pasos, extrañando un buen abrazo Pido que no me maten, como lo dicta mi brazo Y a mi gente que mientras le cante, me regale aplausos [Verso 3: Norick] Lo pienso 24/7, no lo malinterprete Lo hago para que la situación no me apriete Es muy posible que me inquiete y me distraiga Pero sería imposible de que mi corazón nunca los traiga Alejado de los que amo De que nos veamos por lo lejos que estamos Por un sentimiento nos conectamos y es que Como separar aquello que la vida unió Y que la distancia no extinguió Ustedes saben que eso no se perdió Extraño olvidarme por un rato, que todo es el rap Y después retractarme para nunca más darle stop Juntarme con Hernando y con Quiroz dejar registrar mi voz Y partir hacía Berlín para tomarnos dos [Coro: Ali A.K.A. MIND, Gera MX & Norick] Estando lejos, los recuerdos en mi respiran La casa llama, mi gente extraña, nadie nos mira Mi suelo me reclama y cuando sueño, llama mi atención Nada llena el vació, que queda en mi corazón Pienso en mis viejos y en sentimientos, que me motivan El alma en llamas, el tiempo daña, mi amor suspira Mi suelo me reclama y cuando sueño llama mi atención Nada llena el vació que queda en mi corazón You might also like Identidad Urbanse & Uzetaele Houdini Eminem Not Like Us Kendrick Lamar Embed About Have the inside scoop on this song? Sign up and drop some knowledge Start the song bio

Miss u dude

worlds greatest. RIP mac

Tal bit to shop stall tic tint ly fly

Ripped

Decided to spit on this. It’s on my KZbin. It’s called “Jerry’s”. Thank you Mac

I’m popping off on this beat holy shit

Te veo desde arriba mami so high Te hablo de mis penas mientras quiero unas Nike Yo No soy Martín pero estoy en el Fly Primero es el respeto como dijo mi pai GRACIAS POR LA OBRA !!! TIENES EL TOQUE, SABES LO QUE TE DIGO? ME SUSCRIBO YA A TU CANAL MI NEGRO MUCHOS EXITOS

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Drugs are the reason he was depressed or whatever... Dude had a good life, had his mother and father in his life in their old age. He was a drug addict and needed help from drugs, thats it.

Genius period. It's sad how his people betrayed 😔😭 him cause he Blew up!!! FACTS

I loved it before it even relouped! Dis shit is fresh asf!

Rest In Peace Mac 💔💔💔💔

bro that beat is dope, and the picture is pefect, thanks for make this nigth great

Fake mother fuckers around me i could do without em. You keepin it a hunnid a can use a thousand

Wrote a verse to this beautiful instrumental kzbin.info/www/bejne/Z6O2qpd4hLOsrsk

I’m on this shit like I’m dressed in, impressing, on these gold hoes who’ve been feeling so reckless. Call me mr now and later, do you wanna grab a bite or do you wanna buy a paper? I’ve been living in this world that’s been hitting like vapor, I’ve been twirled, ballerina with a stapler.

No, It´s Fake. This is a theme from DJ CIDTRONYCK´s, and its smapled from Scritti Politti - Tinseltown To The Boogiedown Remix

You made it in, to the illest vid, Since GME gave a dividend. We're all legends! And some get blessed in heaven, oh did I mention? Mac was the paragon? making hits and dropping bombs, like the pentagon. Why is the homie gone? This is all wrong, can I be strong against this - injustice? The Hot dose dealer should have got life either that, or capital pun, For killing the best beat slamming Mac since Iverson. F*ck a pentagram, cause Sam I am looking long To slam those who scam on lambs. Protect the innocent, and your fam...

great voice, i wonder what you're up to now...

Those chords man...heavenly

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just found this years later. love your sound man. big mac vibes.

Most people agree the right side of his brain was sativa

Rip to a legend 💯♥️🙌🏿🎙️🎹🎶 still listening since 09, 2022 who still here and keeping mac and his word and work in essence 10K ⭐👍

fire

middle school memories ☄️

this beat is a fkn symphony!

Hits different, cause I’ve actually been to Jerry’s record store, You could get lost in there. Good old south side Pittsburgh.

they'll never make a motherfucker realer Mr Miller

😂🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

jerry’s record store 함께 춤을 추고있어 on the microphone 나의 아이돌이 하나둘씩 바뀔쯤 어린 아이였던 내게 찔러넣어 어떡하겠어 이것도 나의 잘못 좋아하는거 한다는 너의 말로 자기합리화 됐다 마 이제 갑니다 난 또 spit fire we can go to top, I’m no liar 그런 나이였던 내겐 지난 밤이야 이제 그만 놔도, Do I wanna feel I wanna feel 숨을 편히쉬어 but I can’t breathe I wanna breathe

Do you wanna feel I don’t wanna feel can you make 나의 아이돌이 하나둘씩 바뀔쯤 나를 바라보는 시선들이 너무 무서워 어린 아이였던 내가 혼자 감당하기는 사람들의 말들이 깊숙히 찔러 넣어 너가 뱉은 한마디에 누군가 죽을때까지 근데 아이러니하게 그제서야 깨우치지 너의 잘못을, 그럼에도 계속해서 세상은 잘만 돌아가지 언제 그랬냐는듯 이제 그만 놔도, Do I wanna feel I wanna feel 숨을 편히쉬어 but I can’t breathe I wanna breathe

Acting like this gospel Jalapeño fire Packing like god spoke Fuck your empire Everywhere hostile Ima get higher Like your messiah But this ain’t Pentecostal Nor pentatonix Noir with the tonics That flow infectious Call it bubonic Plague causing havoc in your head Not even outta my bed yet That’s how you I never rest yes Can’t forget all the demons in my body Burn in my chest But I can’t forget yet and the Music loud so my head quiet Fuck I love a party Only if I got Bacardi Cardi b on the speakers on repeat Tell the music man I just need a little bit a miller Talk my ear off with your filler I can feel it In my core While that inhale hits you in your spinal cord Tripping but we never fall I don’t think I know at all Where we’re going I just know you got my soul so open Yes it’s potent All powerful and acting like your knowing Everything you need too Baby this just a prelude What you gunna do When you running out of time and your Bodies on the floor still wanting more Floral decor flaunt it like the lord Lord How low can we go Feeling solo in the cold Ima win it yeah, writing all mother in bold This flow ain’t what I been told Wearing golf but my wrists not rolled Gold in your mind tryna heal this cyst but your bones too old

Damn we miss Mac won’t ever forget

my thirst for the truth got my hussle in reverse / movin backwards from my grave to the hurse / brain waves burst in chuck taylors converse / spit a bomb verse always putting god first....

best beat in my opinion. Truly his work 🔥🪐

Heavy

Hey, it's what I create to eliminate the hate Illuminate the night in the lightnin' UFO sightings, leave 'em unidentified Really I live a meager life Celestial bein from the sky Steady, I be gettin' dimensional I leave these rappers starvin' like boy shut up forget you Had to put my city back on the map, shit, haha Hard trick, flawless, trapeze artists Take my life and put it in a photo album How much money do I got? I don't know, who's countin'? Fake people round me, I could do without 'em Faster then your whips, I move mountains You keepin' it a hundred, I could use a thousand I’m a child of the blues Really I choose to do without the, negativity Ready, I’m comin' now, call a truce I got a lot, but not to lose I could be the shit though, makin' hits, call me Dr. dude. Surgically spit these verses, don’t make me aim them at you Just let me prescribe you a vibe for your awful times Don’t try and put me down, that's futile, Spooked out, woo shell, diabolically crafted, venom dripping from ashes Supernatural message, How does it go now? Believe in God but I don't believe religion That’s a different conversation, you aren’t ready for, My hands inside the cookie drawer About time to let the lion out of the cage and let him roar, roam. I always find a way, in the zone out of time. Never mind Sayin' it's the truth but you never really listened Walkin' on the pavement I keep my head up, one foot at a time, find a way back. True to the vision. Never ask permission. But I seem to have lost my wings. Heard you left them on your porch. Broken, mangled, torn. I’ll find my way back. Using some crayons I’ll draw a map But my memory was taken, Feeling faded, I can take it , Don’t be mistaken, I won’t be forsaken I’ve got a plan, so please be patient On some shell toes, and what else, yo? Dope shit, go crazy Maybe if I put this on the internet You’d play me I guarantee I could be a superhero Using my legs to steer, slow just watch You can’t handle this stay in the box of your side of the lane, You all keep hating but I love when you say my name Inside since the beginning of time Flow is marvelous, Chemical romance, slow dance with no pants Shoes or shirt though, you look like dirt bro If my eyes are on her you’ve got no chance never liked school, educate myself. Lot to lose and even more to earn Been miseducated, so word to this Music Put me in the studio, Truly, I’ll probably never go Home Finally, in that booth I’ll learn the truth. What I needed was always there. A little peace of mind as I close the doors

whats bpm is?

Thank you for teaching me I don’t need to hold onto the drugs forever, I won’t be following in your footsteps despite how sad it is that you’re gone. Thank you for bringing me hope and peace Malcolm , rest easy Angel. So sorry that your lovers never took you seriously, I don’t think you needed to be fixed because you were never broken to begin with, just let the world get you heavy.

This beats been stuck in my head finally found it.

RIP my inspiration legend.

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מייצג בכבוד את השכונה שלי את הקבוצה שלי A.G.E על הבמה אחי אנחנו היחידים שעושים את זה נכון תמיד home work על היפ הופ ומשיגים תובנות let's go בשכונה תמיד היה קשה עוד שמועות סיפורים על אנשים שלא נראה יותר ואין מה לעשות אלה החיים שווה לעבוד קשה ולצאת מכל הסיבוכים 2020 זה השנה שלו הצחקת אותנו(צוחקים ברקע) אז נכון שלא פרצנו לפחות כתבנו השקענו בתים ופיזמונים שלתמיד איתנו

If you don’t know me By now, you probably think I’m phony That’s okay, you can blow me I’m not as lonely as you think I stay rolling with the king Still got a best friend who lets me sing Who don’t ever get tired of the shit I bring Cleanse my soul and my spirit Like the stream The fountain of life Often got me counting my blessings I doubt an impression Could bring out my obsession But if it did At least a higher power can forgive Especially if it’s yourself And you really wanna do right Get help You can find it Don’t run around blinded Movies not over so don’t rewind yet A kindred spirit is kind and thinks before he chimes in It’s all about the timing They say that it’s gotta be I’d rather have a halo then win the ducking lottery

Thank you!!!! This beat was engraved into my mind

FIRE BEAT

My content Ribbon knots Step more correct My core intent Discapline These pens seals Handwriting dialects Roof on tilt button on felt.. Tilt like this pencil Feel Twisted but i like to stay real. Better alarm to wake up in mornings Calm Grip my palms Say a thank you And some

In your old man voice Yeah, a one two, a one two For one two, for one two For one two, for one two For one two, for one two Uh uh nothin’ but rhymes its quite simple Hey its what I create to eliminate the hate Illuminate the night in the lightning UFO sightings leave ‘em unidentified Steady I be getting high You ain’t got no herbal I’ma lend you mine Its Doctor Octagon call him young phenomenon I leave these rappers starving like its Ramadan You are the wackest my style holographic Had to put my city on the map shit If you a fat kid go get active If you a bad bitch then be a actress Rap ease carnage, my family ain't the Partrige Hard tricks flawless, trapeze artists Take my life and put it in a photo album How much money do I got? I don’t know who’s countin’ Fake muthafucka’s round me I could do without them You keepin’ it a hundred I could use a thousand I’m comin’ now, call a truce I got a lot but, not to lose I’m the shit makin’ hits call me Doctor Luke And prescribing you a vibe for that awful mood Why you sad all the time? Jump off a roof While I’m kicking it with Q-tip and Posdnuos Tryna put me down well that’s futile ooh child Supernatural message got you spooked out Believe in God but don’t believe religion Saying its the truth but never really listened That’s another conversation though Walking on the pavement home find a way to go Maybe one might take the word Robert Frost Blowin’ out steam but its all exhaust We comin’ for your dollars better call the cops You want a war? we got a nuclear holocaust Yo E how many bars is that Is it enough to give these haters all heart attacks I been writing on the paper Gave me carpal tunnel Couple billion people are they all gon’ love you? Hell no, hell no I be grindin’ though the rain, sleet, hail, snow Sticking to my word like its Velcro On some shell toes, what else yo Dope shit, go crazy Kinda like the internet over Hov’s baby My girl tell me Mac you a wierdo I guarantee that baby be a super hero This ain’t nothin’ but comes rhymes from my mind That been stuck inside since the beginning of time Chemical romance, slow dance with no pants If I got my eyes on her playa you got no chance This some simple shit I’m sure they fear I’m just trying to explore whats real Child of the blues never liked school Been miseducated so word to Lauran hill Music is my outlet walking through the polo store In the studio wondering what I go home for In my own world when I close the door To the booth, young and searching for the truth Like that, like that, like that, like that And a little bit of this and a little bit of that I just spit a rhyme tell me that I kick a rap And if you got time, you can sit down Listen to me now, pass the flow around Hey thats some cypher shit, I know you like that shit Freestyle in the air go and write that shit I don’t write that bitch I got ill flows Yeah I’m ill yo And this is real yo Mac Miller, gon’ kill those flows Bouncing up and and down Yoyo’s Head to ya toes In the paint throwin’ bows