Not afraid of the dark anymore or the start of the art anymore, barely look at the stars anymore, dont smoke weed at the park anymore, putting in my heart forevermore. Had to get comfortable with my inner darkness to harness the artist within me which was always the hardest to win for me, would you get dirty and sin for me? Would you stay thirsty and pass a drink to me? Many lessons learned and questions burned, sessions earned with lesser terms for better yearns. Drank my tears and fears meaning years shaved away, barely made it to today, try not to be hasty these days, found love in like three ways, started the story with a "hey" or "g'day", now im moving through the hazed maze my mind made. The deal is done but im stuck at the crossroads, still have a gold soul to decipher and decode although the load to come is forebode to be weighty, Loving the new moments Im creating now im done craving the ageing and the slices of heaven ive been taking, been a couple years in the making but now im finally feeling elated. Slowly overcoming addiction for the benefit of insight and wisdom, was never one to listen 'till I realized the gifts I was given, coming back with a fresh rhythm still finding things that were once hidden, Was easily caught up in a sea of intracasies, for a while had problem with belief, clouds of grief would descend like a falling leaf untill I could barely breath and lost my speech, now we writing rhymes on a beach composing lines in time with my heart-beat, Was a time I could barely recall my own name popping pills to escape this plain plane and it's untamed pain, shit will never be the same again as I relearn the game. See the sun glint through a teardrop as I feel the fear drop composing fine lines literally nonstop. The rhymes come easy enough when there's less stuff in the head above, they fit like a glove and fly like a dove when you fill them with love. The soul glows with a divine flow when the spirit knows how the story goes and how the glory grows. Miss my pops who's hopefully in heaven now looking down without a frown wearing the crown he no doubt deserves feasting on a dessert he earned and yearned for. Lucid dreams to glean the nature of reality with the power of gravity, I myself have a few bad habbits g but have a few goals I'll grab at g. If you want something I hope you'll have it g, no stranger to savagery or insanity but still surpassing g cos not much is free. Hit twenty and saw how my life has passed so fucking fast, that much I didnt ask for, one day I'll reach the last floor and by then I'll have passed on. I remember my glass bong I was so proud of, hit it to write rhymes with the sound off but with a loud cough, remember being worried going through cop stops with the car hot, now we not. Used to live life undercover untill I met my brothers and my newfound lover whose love is no other, used to hate my own mother untill I learned forgiveness, had to be a witness to my own sickness to heal this. Might as well blow myself a kiss cos I knew I'd miss this. Writing rhymes I mean, stuck behind a scream and a screen we all call a dream composing lines each time for my team, shit ain't always as it seems so be wary of belief and what you feed on...lead on.
@@Ciaran_M its so sad that every lyricist have to keep lyrics because ppl even bite deep and personal Lines (or even whole parts or songs) running for clicks with low / no effort instead of write the own story create own flows by writing own stuff. they dont want to create they just want money. i will never understand this mindset and im happy about it
dope lyrics bro. and not the same trash like the 99% of the charts. this kind of lyrics are the reason why i started listen to rap and your patterns are safe call better then my school english can read it :D like the 2 other already said. dont post lyrics on the internet bro. ppl are ruthless thiefs taking your creative works and rap it with whack flow on a whack beat. claiming "yeah guys i wrote this im so lyrical"
My life feel like a paradox. Cant ever find a pair of socks. Aint ever got a fuck to give but I do care alot, Dont think ill find my will to live, until im 6 feet in a box, Covered up with rocks by those that love me. I was breathing fine. Cant describe the weight that I been trying to carry. Take my time. Boulder up a mountain with nobody near me. Ill be fine. Everything will be alright.
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Collab with Lowtyde
Best lyrics in the comments wins a free mp3 license (Winner announced 2 weeks from now)
Not afraid of the dark anymore or the start of the art anymore,
barely look at the stars anymore, dont smoke weed at the park anymore, putting in my heart forevermore.
Had to get comfortable with my inner darkness to harness the artist within me which was always the hardest to win for me, would you get dirty and sin for me? Would you stay thirsty and pass a drink to me?
Many lessons learned and questions burned, sessions earned with lesser terms for better yearns.
Drank my tears and fears meaning years shaved away, barely made it to today, try not to be hasty these days, found love in like three ways, started the story with a "hey" or "g'day", now im moving through the hazed maze my mind made.
The deal is done but im stuck at the crossroads, still have a gold soul to decipher and decode although the load to come is forebode to be weighty,
Loving the new moments Im creating now im done craving the ageing and the slices of heaven ive been taking, been a couple years in the making but now im finally feeling elated.
Slowly overcoming addiction for the benefit of insight and wisdom, was never one to listen 'till I realized the gifts I was given, coming back with a fresh rhythm still finding things that were once hidden,
Was easily caught up in a sea of intracasies, for a while had problem with belief, clouds of grief would descend like a falling leaf untill I could barely breath and lost my speech, now we writing rhymes on a beach composing lines in time with my heart-beat,
Was a time I could barely recall my own name popping pills to escape this plain plane and it's untamed pain, shit will never be the same again as I relearn the game.
See the sun glint through a teardrop as I feel the fear drop composing fine lines literally nonstop.
The rhymes come easy enough when there's less stuff in the head above, they fit like a glove and fly like a dove when you fill them with love.
The soul glows with a divine flow when the spirit knows how the story goes and how the glory grows.
Miss my pops who's hopefully in heaven now looking down without a frown wearing the crown he no doubt deserves feasting on a dessert he earned and yearned for.
Lucid dreams to glean the nature of reality with the power of gravity, I myself have a few bad habbits g but have a few goals I'll grab at g. If you want something I hope you'll have it g, no stranger to savagery or insanity but still surpassing g cos not much is free.
Hit twenty and saw how my life has passed so fucking fast, that much I didnt ask for, one day I'll reach the last floor and by then I'll have passed on.
I remember my glass bong I was so proud of, hit it to write rhymes with the sound off but with a loud cough, remember being worried going through cop stops with the car hot, now we not.
Used to live life undercover untill I met my brothers and my newfound lover whose love is no other, used to hate my own mother untill I learned forgiveness, had to be a witness to my own sickness to heal this.
Might as well blow myself a kiss cos I knew I'd miss this.
Writing rhymes I mean, stuck behind a scream and a screen we all call a dream composing lines each time for my team, shit ain't always as it seems so be wary of belief and what you feed on...lead on.
You won. But your not getting the free lease. It's 🧢 you should just keep the lyrics to yourself so nobody else can steal them. This is good 🔥
Yeah bro dont share shit on the internet until its finished. people will take it from you.
@@Ciaran_M its so sad that every lyricist have to keep lyrics because ppl even bite deep and personal Lines (or even whole parts or songs)
running for clicks with low / no effort instead of write the own story create own flows by writing own stuff. they dont want to create they just want money. i will never understand this mindset and im happy about it
dope lyrics bro. and not the same trash like the 99% of the charts. this kind of lyrics are the reason why i started listen to rap
and your patterns are safe call better then my school english can read it :D
like the 2 other already said. dont post lyrics on the internet bro. ppl are ruthless thiefs taking your creative works and rap it with whack flow on a whack beat. claiming "yeah guys i wrote this im so lyrical"
WHAT IS THIS MELODY ⁉️
Best one of 24. It's a familiar nostalgic sound
❤️🔥 crayzee
is this a beat collab? heard it in another channel
Fucking beautiful 😭
My life feel like a paradox.
Cant ever find a pair of socks.
Aint ever got a fuck to give but I do care alot,
Dont think ill find my will to live, until im 6 feet in a box,
Covered up with rocks by those that love me.
I was breathing fine.
Cant describe the weight that I been trying to carry.
Take my time.
Boulder up a mountain with nobody near me.
Ill be fine.
Everything will be alright.
Stop copying beats
Who did he copy
@@yungmonty9245 th-cam.com/video/UX8OU33l_Cc/w-d-xo.html
Yeah now
It’s samples bro get over it
he collabed with lowtyde, that’s who you’re talking about but it’s they beat