Thank you for this one. Never know what's gonna connect and the words just come out. By accident almost. It's always those "I wasn't really conscious" sessions that yield the best results. But for me it always starts with a beat that's inspiring and I wrote some of my best to this last night. So again, thank you.
Yo tyde… please listen to me. You are truly an inspiration in my life. All my other favorite beatmakers have stopped posting. Your vibe perfectly fits the type of lyrics I like to write. I really and truly hope you keep releasing beats. Someday you’re gonna hear your beat on the radio with my voice, and you’ll get all the credit and cash you deserve for it. Keep being the best, my friend. You constantly remind me why I love music. I can never forget that.
Verso 1 El reloj no perdona, va marcando cicatrices, días grises, promesas rotas, cuentos infelices. Miro fotos viejas, ¿dónde quedó esa sonrisa? El peso de los años me dejó sin prisa. En la esquina veo sombras, reflejos de lo que fui, me pregunto si ese niño soñador murió allí. La vida me enseñó con golpes, no con abrazos, el tiempo es enemigo, pero avanzo con mis pasos. Estribillo El peso del tiempo lo cargo en los hombros, cada error es un eco que resuena en mis rondos. Sigo firme en la lucha, aunque me falte aliento, mi historia está escrita en el viento. Verso 2 Las calles son las mismas, pero yo ya no lo soy, el pasado es un espectro que me sigue donde voy. Intenté borrar recuerdos, pero siguen tatuados, como líneas en mi piel, los errores del pasado. Vi caer amigos, sueños rotos en la acera, cada promesa vacía dejó una huella entera. El espejo me enfrenta con la verdad que duele, el niño creció, pero las cicatrices no vuelen. Puente Cada tic-tac me recuerda lo perdido, cada paso hacia adelante es un duelo permitido. No busco redención, solo paz en mi camino, las sombras del ayer no definen mi destino. Verso 3 Agradezco los tropiezos, son parte de mi viaje, aunque a veces duele más de lo que el alma encaje. Las madrugadas largas, buscando respuestas, y el futuro es un lienzo donde pinto mis apuestas. Hoy camino con las dudas, pero firme en la misión, el tiempo puede herirme, pero no mi convicción. Dejo un legado en letras, pa’ que entiendan mi razón, no es el final del libro, solo otro escalón. Estribillo El peso del tiempo lo cargo en los hombros, cada error es un eco que resuena en mis rondos. Sigo firme en la lucha, aunque me falte aliento, mi historia está escrita en el viento. Verso 4 Los días pesan más cuando el alma está cansada, pero sigo caminando, aunque la carga sea pesada. Las lágrimas son tinta que escribe en el papel, mi historia no es perfecta, pero sigue siendo fiel. Cada amanecer es lucha, cada noche un desafío, el tiempo roba sueños, pero yo no me vacío. He perdido tanto que encontré en lo perdido, un refugio en mis rimas y en mi yo más escondido. Verso 5 A veces el pasado me susurra al oído, me recuerda las promesas que dejé sin sentido. Pero yo soy más fuerte que el dolor que me encierra, con cada rima rompo cadenas, gano guerras. Las noches me enseñaron a no temer al vacío, el silencio me habló, me reveló lo que es mío. Ahora veo claro, aunque la niebla me envuelva, el tiempo es un maestro, aunque a veces me detenga. Outro El sol siempre vuelve, aunque la tormenta azote, cada error es un escalón, cada paso es un derroche. Si el tiempo es mi enemigo, yo soy su contrincante, mi vida es un poema, mi lucha es constante.
yo lowtyde, i really like a lot of your beats but this one kind of got me feeling weird because Lakes has a beat named make amends, one of my fav beats by him and it uses the same sample but its from 2 years ago so idk just kinda put off by it.
Trynna remain positive- make my way through these fields of operatives Everyone wants to fall in line but my likens, I find, are quite the opposite I keep driving on, eyeing the prize- bound only by my promises I gotta thrive- its common sense- knowledge is what its come down to- time to collect Obtain the class of opulence, never worried about the amount jus' the experience you get Financially bound but that wont be for long- you promise you this.. Trynna remain positive- make my way through these fields of operatives Everyone wants to fall in line but my likens, I find, are quite the opposite I keep driving on, eyeing the prize- bound only by my promises I gotta thrive- its common sense- knowledge is what its come down to- time to collect Obtain the class of opulence, never worried about the amount of the bag spent jus' the experience you get Financially bound but that wont be for long- you promise you this..
feel so distant yet closest to God, bolsterin all my faith playin this game of leap frog, who to put my trust in? when i know half wanna eat my heart like thissa luncheon, maybe its just me, my fear inside, maybe I'm out of touch, or my, mind fried, still hold no regrets btch its hangtime, most correct in correctional like you on gang time, 8 the section you not from here just play nice, don't hold gripes if they run your pockets on dice, not something worth dyin over, none these jits seen love, only a stiff arm or cold shoulder, and despite ambition to rise some only slide lower, murder on their mind clean the scene with ammonia aroma, then start the next day brewin up a pot of folgers, rolling up to clean slate, no hesi to fold ya, really we just grown up into street soldiers, as if no other option did exist, truly sad as it gets. numb the pain numerous ways narcotics to whippets, I don't condone any the shit written, I'm blessed I'm not as deep otherwise years prior i'd've gone missin, mia on everyone i love, so they wouldn't see the pain i've become, misery breathe in kerosene, prayin on my last limb, if he tote a piece know damn well I'll match him, God forbid but if it happened then God forgive, I'm sorry my father I've come to know this sin.
as a youth spilled too many blue pills truth is im lucky to not be chillin in blue fields i guess ill count my lucky stars and only smoke plushy in bongs i dont even hit cigars i mean i smoked enough dutches for a whole fleet swanner left with a dull life and some swole feet and i like the former not the latter i just wanna fade bags until im flowered peace like a hippie i will smoke a spliffy my cap on backwards as i nap off the piffy they think im ken griffey
green sky blue fields blue feelings you feel differently and i feel zero yea im off an edible tryna break through ceilings think i got too high inside of a glass building visions of a past life / living in a half life blowing up the glass / shards cuttin like a jackknife we won't talk bout last night / that's gon be the last night one more late night i can add into the statline and i know it's irresponsible but you're responsible non-responsive hoes -- i meet a lot of those
I remember falling and calling and god does she know that I’m all in hey love if you knew for sure I was all in would you abuse me and sell I for profit like who do with ganja voodoo on me probably where your thoughts is if your mind anything like your actions hit me with your best shot no caption
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Fire......thats voice
Keep doing that.....man ur good...putting those little voices for background.or chorus is beautiful
Hey is there a way I can contact u direct?
Thank you for this one. Never know what's gonna connect and the words just come out. By accident almost. It's always those "I wasn't really conscious" sessions that yield the best results. But for me it always starts with a beat that's inspiring and I wrote some of my best to this last night. So again, thank you.
Ngl bruh.. your beats are the reason I picked up the pen again
my brother did the exact same🔥 keep going i believe in you
Amazing, no words
They say that it takes time to heal
But truth be told time kills
tuff
This is insane
incredible
Yo tyde… please listen to me. You are truly an inspiration in my life. All my other favorite beatmakers have stopped posting. Your vibe perfectly fits the type of lyrics I like to write. I really and truly hope you keep releasing beats. Someday you’re gonna hear your beat on the radio with my voice, and you’ll get all the credit and cash you deserve for it. Keep being the best, my friend. You constantly remind me why I love music. I can never forget that.
This comment is life! Such an amazing artist
Bro what other beat makers did you watch, I’m looking for cool stuff
@@lorenzo301Same!!!
@@lorenzo301 lethalneedle and Pacific beats were my favorite personally aside from lowtyde
Glazin
Ánh mắt ta chạm nhau
Trao nụ hôn cuối
Ngỡ như tim không đau
Nhưng lòng đây tiếc nuối
epic!!!✨✨✨
im gonna be the best artist of our generation.
where is this sample from? i wanna know the artist if anyone knows?
Page Turner - You Lied
😮💨😮💨
Verso 1
El reloj no perdona, va marcando cicatrices,
días grises, promesas rotas, cuentos infelices.
Miro fotos viejas, ¿dónde quedó esa sonrisa?
El peso de los años me dejó sin prisa.
En la esquina veo sombras, reflejos de lo que fui,
me pregunto si ese niño soñador murió allí.
La vida me enseñó con golpes, no con abrazos,
el tiempo es enemigo, pero avanzo con mis pasos.
Estribillo
El peso del tiempo lo cargo en los hombros,
cada error es un eco que resuena en mis rondos.
Sigo firme en la lucha, aunque me falte aliento,
mi historia está escrita en el viento.
Verso 2
Las calles son las mismas, pero yo ya no lo soy,
el pasado es un espectro que me sigue donde voy.
Intenté borrar recuerdos, pero siguen tatuados,
como líneas en mi piel, los errores del pasado.
Vi caer amigos, sueños rotos en la acera,
cada promesa vacía dejó una huella entera.
El espejo me enfrenta con la verdad que duele,
el niño creció, pero las cicatrices no vuelen.
Puente
Cada tic-tac me recuerda lo perdido,
cada paso hacia adelante es un duelo permitido.
No busco redención, solo paz en mi camino,
las sombras del ayer no definen mi destino.
Verso 3
Agradezco los tropiezos, son parte de mi viaje,
aunque a veces duele más de lo que el alma encaje.
Las madrugadas largas, buscando respuestas,
y el futuro es un lienzo donde pinto mis apuestas.
Hoy camino con las dudas, pero firme en la misión,
el tiempo puede herirme, pero no mi convicción.
Dejo un legado en letras, pa’ que entiendan mi razón,
no es el final del libro, solo otro escalón.
Estribillo
El peso del tiempo lo cargo en los hombros,
cada error es un eco que resuena en mis rondos.
Sigo firme en la lucha, aunque me falte aliento,
mi historia está escrita en el viento.
Verso 4
Los días pesan más cuando el alma está cansada,
pero sigo caminando, aunque la carga sea pesada.
Las lágrimas son tinta que escribe en el papel,
mi historia no es perfecta, pero sigue siendo fiel.
Cada amanecer es lucha, cada noche un desafío,
el tiempo roba sueños, pero yo no me vacío.
He perdido tanto que encontré en lo perdido,
un refugio en mis rimas y en mi yo más escondido.
Verso 5
A veces el pasado me susurra al oído,
me recuerda las promesas que dejé sin sentido.
Pero yo soy más fuerte que el dolor que me encierra,
con cada rima rompo cadenas, gano guerras.
Las noches me enseñaron a no temer al vacío,
el silencio me habló, me reveló lo que es mío.
Ahora veo claro, aunque la niebla me envuelva,
el tiempo es un maestro, aunque a veces me detenga.
Outro
El sol siempre vuelve, aunque la tormenta azote,
cada error es un escalón, cada paso es un derroche.
Si el tiempo es mi enemigo, yo soy su contrincante,
mi vida es un poema, mi lucha es constante.
yo lowtyde, i really like a lot of your beats but this one kind of got me feeling weird because Lakes has a beat named make amends, one of my fav beats by him and it uses the same sample but its from 2 years ago so idk just kinda put off by it.
Trynna remain positive- make my way through these fields of operatives
Everyone wants to fall in line but my likens, I find, are quite the opposite
I keep driving on, eyeing the prize- bound only by my promises
I gotta thrive- its common sense- knowledge is what its come down to- time to collect
Obtain the class of opulence, never worried about the amount jus' the experience you get
Financially bound but that wont be for long- you promise you this..
Trynna remain positive- make my way through these fields of operatives
Everyone wants to fall in line but my likens, I find, are quite the opposite
I keep driving on, eyeing the prize- bound only by my promises
I gotta thrive- its common sense- knowledge is what its come down to- time to collect
Obtain the class of opulence, never worried about the amount of the bag spent jus' the experience you get
Financially bound but that wont be for long- you promise you this..
feel so distant yet closest to God,
bolsterin all my faith playin this game of leap frog,
who to put my trust in?
when i know half wanna eat my heart like thissa luncheon,
maybe its just me, my fear inside,
maybe I'm out of touch,
or my, mind fried,
still hold no regrets btch its hangtime,
most correct in correctional like you on gang time,
8 the section you not from here just play nice,
don't hold gripes if they run your pockets on dice,
not something worth dyin over,
none these jits seen love,
only a stiff arm or cold shoulder,
and despite ambition to rise some only slide lower,
murder on their mind clean the scene with ammonia aroma,
then start the next day brewin up a pot of folgers,
rolling up to clean slate,
no hesi to fold ya,
really we just grown up into street soldiers,
as if no other option did exist,
truly sad as it gets.
numb the pain numerous ways narcotics to whippets,
I don't condone any the shit written,
I'm blessed I'm not as deep otherwise years prior i'd've gone missin,
mia on everyone i love,
so they wouldn't see the pain i've become,
misery breathe in kerosene,
prayin on my last limb,
if he tote a piece know damn well I'll match him,
God forbid but if it happened then God forgive,
I'm sorry my father I've come to know this sin.
as a youth spilled
too many blue pills
truth is im lucky to not be chillin in blue fields
i guess ill count my lucky stars and only smoke plushy in bongs
i dont even hit cigars
i mean i smoked enough dutches for a whole fleet
swanner left with a dull life and some swole feet
and i like the former not the latter
i just wanna fade bags until im flowered
peace like a hippie
i will smoke a spliffy
my cap on backwards as i nap off the piffy
they think im ken griffey
green sky blue fields blue feelings
you feel differently and i feel zero
yea im off an edible tryna break through ceilings
think i got too high inside of a glass building
visions of a past life / living in a half life
blowing up the glass / shards cuttin like a jackknife
we won't talk bout last night / that's gon be the last night
one more late night i can add into the statline
and i know it's irresponsible
but you're responsible
non-responsive hoes -- i meet a lot of those
Is my music good?
Yu know it is
I remember falling and calling and god does she know that I’m all in hey love if you knew for sure I was all in would you abuse me and sell I for profit like who do with ganja voodoo on me probably where your thoughts is if your mind anything like your actions hit me with your best shot no caption
I made one of the best freestyles to this song such a great beat