[FREE] JOEY BADA$$ X RUSS TYPE BEAT | "CANT SAVE ME"

[@kingstongreen6041]

My goodness man.... This is incredible 🤯 Please don't ever stop doing this bro 🔥🙏🏾🔥 Blessings

[@disabledbagel]

I remember running all around, Praying for some downs, but that was envy that they were allowed, In the school lounge I was getting clowned, For some dreams that affected my white surrounds, I wanna sing like an RnB artist, ut rap to my own sound, But people only follow where the money folds now, So I can’t even take a shot from the underground, And take down what is trying to drown out, (Hmm) The culture is filled with dead poets, Nobodies filling their shoes so I guess’ll show em, How to do this shit, Without the breakdowns of being psychotic, Without being shot at, Having to succeed past my partners currently countin, On both hands for their life sentence, Finally hit me that real life different than the days of cracking, That ball straight to the fences, Cause half the people I fucked with are now closed behind em, (Ooh) Im now praying to make a living, Off what ive been taught which is forgiving, So I forgive for a minute, In the lyrics that ive been giving, I fiddle with our peoples need for dependence, While also fucking with my own independence, But I never switch up when I need shit, Cause it does not fold in, the dreams you best be holding, But people still try to tell you to let yo dreams be slippin, Yet these influencers dont want competition, So they’ll false influence, Brainwash til we all are in a cult congruent, (Ooh) The culture is filled with dead poets, Nobodies filling their shoes so I guess’ll show em, How to do this shit, Without the breakdowns of being psychotic, Without being shot at, Having to succeed past my partners currently countin, On both hands for their life sentence, Finally hit me that real life different than the days of cracking, That ball straight to the fences, Cause half the people I fucked with are now closed behind em, The culture is filled with dead poets, Nobodies filling their shoes so I guess’ll show em, How to do this shit, The culture is filled with dead poets, Nobodies filling their shoes so I guess’ll show em, How to do this shit, Without the breakdowns of being psychotic, Without being shot at, Having to succeed past my partners currently countin, On both hands for their life sentence, Finally hit me that real life different than the days of cracking, That ball straight to the fences, Cause half the people I fucked with are now closed behind em, (Stay true for a moment) (Dont let passion slip)

[@ericcartman5952]

Hummin my way through my sorrow, Check the melody, A mirrored reality, Somethin inbetween a fantasy an what's real, yeah it's surreal, I'm daydreaming candidly Escapin this nightmare surrounding me, Right theres the passion, see that there's my therapy, The face I see inside of the mirror i fear is scarin me, Father please forgive me, My dad was foolish, don't bury me!

[@FalloutskyyBeats]

fireee 🔥🔥

[@RowlandParke]

this is fuckin phenomenal bro. easily the best beat ive heard from you

[@BEERUZ_1]

They couldn’t save me I been walking through hell lately I try to redeem myself Been chasing the dream of wealth Working on my esteem was tired of being myself I had to see my options couldn’t see no help

[@IanJamesBeats]

Fire af!

[@SOUNDmover238]

Thats a big beat......

[@MXsouthafrica]

Oh my god so fiya bro

[@coy8023]

Bruuh you killing these Joey badass beats, I keep coming back to these🔥🔥🔥

[@crypthor2008]

SI CRISTO ESTA CONMIGO LO VOY A LOGRAR

[@pushapush6090]

This Beats A Beast 💯💯❤️👑👑🙏🏽🙏🏽💪🏽💪🏽🦍🦍🦍

[@agaleas76]

God timing non violent diamonds on my wristwatch Tied up In a knot like I been sitting criss cross Hoppin on the atrak free way like Rick Ross And kill me now if I did it all for hip hop Need to take control I seen the paralyzed live Lifted youth Living through a paradigm shift Weaving so I’m woven through the canvass I give When I plotted through the fog in a summertime rift I would’ve never Eva known that it felt like this It wouldve never dawned on me I’d never see the sun rise If you focus when you breathe , You can hear when love sighs see the wisdom in these plaques, when you see my tongue dries And you don’t have to love me, if you think it’s unwise If you think the young’s wise, then you’ve set yourself free If home is not a home, it’s not the place to be If you think you’re in decline, don’t be afraid to leave take your own advice, don’t be afraid to lead Back to my old ways seen a cold day cold plays pivotal

[@Yung_Mack]

you cant save me heavy when im spitting and my vision gettin hazy i say i got dreams but they say that i am crazy man he kinda shady hate me

[@LUNAMIDN1GHT]

Loving how the music blasts your airwaves going crazy. Slapping up a fucking chump you know my heaters staying lazy

[@Yung_Mack]

Lately I feel like I’m the second sun I’m coming in flaming So sick of explaining How I manage to pillage the listeners I’m invading ya eardrums I’mma keep spitting shit Till u hear sum

[@Geronimoleonaurelio]

Fire

[@nicosmith5590]

In a cell: that was self applied Your being selfish and melting ties, Knot in my stomach When you not Alright

[@KingShinobi12]

Needed to leave and ride around staring at the city lights, You wouldn’t even let me try to make it right, Few words turned into a fight.

[@Johnnycagek38573]

Fights happening daily and nightly no pay per view, Say that you hate me I’m the same as you, locked in my head got me caged in too my mind and my heart caged in two

[@nicosmith5590]

@@Johnnycagek38573 💪

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[@slimfrank6308]

Your mind is caged in two but I'm just simply putting these n*gga* back in a cage, Inflict the pain, make em remember their past lives as a slave, I hate too much but maybe pain is what I have to engrave, burning all the trees and my only resources are a pen and page

[@amgoamgo891]

Хроники маленького города Собака та что без породы Лает шепотом Бедные пытаются выглядить богато Богатые говорят то что жили бедно И поэтому судьба поэта Мало что расскажет Густой туман что одурманил заставляет кашлять Он как ностальгия Мы помним было

[@austinknight1471]

Oh lord 🔥🔥🔥

[@potarawc]

free use?

[@liammaxwell6114]

If you called this a jay z type beat it would be ok too

[@naka-mo9wb]

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[@44BIANCHI]

Ho visto la miseria ma non sono miserabile No, Quando sei umile cercano di umiliarti Questa figlia di papà Pensava che fossi stupido Io Non sono altolocato ma il mio lessico è fornito Bro Non sono un burocratico ma ho un linguaggio forbito Lei Faceva la prezios sin due minuti si è svestita Tu le paghi la bevuta Io le pago il ritorno a casa A te ti ha chiesto una borsetta A me ha chiesto una golden shower Cercavo solo un abbraccio Cazzo Invece mi ritrovo con un’altra a cui non piaccio Sai Mi hanno detto che non sono i soldi a fare la felicità Ma dimmi senza i soldi cosa faccio Un cazzo Il peso delle parole dipende da chi lo dice E chi ha capito come farli non penso che te lo dica Ho imparato A non dare nulla per scontato La vita è bella come un culo Ma non dura un cazzo quattro