RILÈSINTERNATIONAL

GOLDEN

TIME CHAMBER

LAA SAUUUCE

ON GOD

BURNING STAR

AYAYAYYYy

ANOTHER DAY, ANOTHER CHALLENGE

TIME OUT

Produced / Recorded / Mixed / Mastered by me

LYRICS:

[1st verse]
Tchak tchak, motherfuckers don’t you know
I’m the only, only one who knows
I came in this book of shame
I ain’t talking Fifty Shades
But this rap game where I whip them all
Talking ‘bout that we’re banging our head on walls
But we still ain’t got no coins
No Mario, merrier we bros!
Everytime I spit a rhyme, Rilès convicted for crime
‘Cause I murder all of these niggas
And you say you’re a genius, the chosen of the chosen
Like a thousand other postulants
You say you’re a lyricist, you’re just blowing your penis
Got no bills but I got bars and balls
To kill every fakers, pretending to be seers
They might see that imma scare their soul
And imma sow their scars, already see them sob
Motherfuckers don’t you know I’m on?
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Damn another basic complaint about how these rappers suck
I’m praising myself but self-conscious I run, I run, I run
Where this shit is going? I don’t know but in my mouth a gun
I still murder my pray, Rilès in iron, iron, iron!
 
[Chorus] x2
I don’t know where this shit is going, hun hun
I don’t know that I’m not the only one
 
[2nd Verse]
I ain’t got no money, plus I ain’t got none of your contact
I ain’t got no priviledge, I am not white and neither black
I am just a frech-ass motherfuck- I wan’t some payback
Look at the work I did you see how many people give a fuck
A fuck, a fuck, they don’t give a fuck, they don’t give a fUuUuUuUuck
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Damn another basic complaint about how these rappers suck
I’m praising myself but self-conscious I run
Where this shit is going? I don’t know but in my mouth a gun
I still murder my pray, Rilès in iron, iron, iron!
 
[Chorus] x2
I don’t know where this shit is going, hun hun
I don’t know that I’m not the only one
 
[3rd Verse]
I don’t know where this shit is going, hun
I don’t know that I’m not the only ooooone
I wanna taste the cake, I wanna snatch the game
Freestylin’ with style and your blind and I’m more than insane
We all starving for fame, to end up like Cobain
When I don’t talk to them, I’m making too much gains
My mind’s free, my time not
I ain’t got time for games
I’m hating everybody, why?
I mean, I can explain
I see too many spoon-feed niggas proliferating
This ain’t a fucking competition
If you got no team to wash your ass
I really wonder what you’d be doing
But I’m blaming the industry for being caught in the trend, you know..
You know what I’m saying?
You know what I’m talking ‘bout?
I ain’t got no plays on my songs
I ain’t got no views on my videos
But I still fuck these niggas, fuck that!
 
[Chorus]
[Conclusion within the chorus]
Rilès : “I really don’t know..
But I am the only one”
X : “Whaaaat? Wha.. wh.. what ? Listen.. listen
You think you’re the only one?
You really think you’re the only one man?
Naaaaaah fuck that! You a bitch-nigga!”
Rilès: “I know there’s too many sharks in this game,
But imma be careful, imma sweep everybody else that’s gonna be on my way..
Ouh! And imma kill all these motherfuckers.”

VIDEO

Another Complaint, But (Prod. Rilès)

produced / recorded / mixed / mastered by me in my bedroom

[Verse 1]
I came in this game like a motherfuckin' rat,
Like I was starving for thingS I never thought I could have,
I gave you all I got!
Now you talk behind my back?
I ain't a time-philantropist anymore.

WHAT?

You came to me like a little child,
I brought you up, fed you and gave you all of my time
I taught you all I learned, lended you what I earned
Without me nah you ain't even a piece of shit, you turd

[Chorus]
Yesterday we were brothers, oh now we're enemies!
Understand I'm no longer, numb and my time ain't free
Yesterday we were brothers, oh now we're enemies!
Understand "fuck your eager", yeah you been too greedy

[Verse 2]
You don't know shit about how to start the game
Not the same level, struggle, sacrifices, pain
Ayo! Ain't no questioning about who is the best
You better not test,
I am Gatsby, you're the guest. YES.

[Bridge]
Wanna snatch my dreams
Imma be your worst nightmare, yeah
Don't play with fire
Holy water's in my hands

[Verse 3]
And I don't care if you do, you don't
Distinguish what I'm saying
Many meanings in my texts but I swear this shit no fiction
I wrote these lines cuz it releaved a big part of my pain
It will never be the same, nigga I will still be yelling!

[Chorus] 
Yesterday we were brothers, oh now we're enemies!
Understand I'm no longer, numb and my time ain't free
Yesterday we were brothers, oh now we're enemies!
Understand "fuck your eager", yeah you been too greedy

[Bridge 2]
BROTHERS.
ENEMIES.
NO LONGER.
BELIEVE.

[Chorus]
Yesterday we were brothers, oh now we're enemies!
Understand I'm no longer, numb and my time ain't free
Yesterday we were brothers, oh now we're enemies!
Understand "fuck your eager", yeah you been too greedy.
Yyyyyyyyyyyyééééééééééé

MUSIC VIDEO HERE :  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hHOfd7tWZtA

Cover by Leon Scott-Engel + Reworked by Rilès

BROTHERS (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #3: 'Earthquake'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom
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LYRICS:

[Intro: Rilès - speech]
In spite of all their warnings
I know what I have to do, and I know I have to do it
Because the universe is by my side, and I'm not afraid to get hurt
As I am a punching bag ready to embrace defeat and disappointment 
The pain of regret is something I'll never know
Because while a lot of people are governed by their fears and habits
I, am governed by my heart, and my dreams.. 

BANG

OOOOOoooooOOOOOOOOOooooooOOOOoo

How can he beat the game?
How can he spit them flames?
How can he dare go solo? nah, man he's insane..
How can he make them beats?
How can he do the mix?
How can he do shit on his own? man, tell me..
Listen, Imma prove they were all wrong
When they told me all these dreams won't last long
Time is running soon I'll be dead and gone
So fuck outta here I'd rather walk alone
Yeah, yeah, war ready, better watch your back
Right now, oh, many corny, fakes and wack
Rappers, I'm 'bout to fuck this game no hack
Watch out I'm back
Watch out I'm back, back, back..

OOOOOOoooOOOOOOOOOOoooooOOooOooo

How can he never quit?
How can he be the shit? 
How can he do the trick with these weekly classics?
Yes, Imma fuck them all
Yes, Imma give'em raw
No, I ain't got 30 dudes behind my songs
Because I learned everything from scratch
In my bedroom everyday, everynight
I was enclosed while you were having fun
Window shutters I must not see the sun
Until I finished mastering the song
Pro Tools is cracked so this shit takes too long
Ok, I'm done, let's get back to Reason
Five beats a day for the whole summer long, long, lonnngg

OOOoooooooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOoooo

After the darkness will come the sun
Mama don't worry I got you now
Pendulum still running for my life
Imma prove them, then away I'll fly
I'll be the rising sun
I'll be the clouds and I'll be the dust
Pendulum finally took me down
But I proved them, now away I fly

Itunes

Earthquake (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #4: 'Drop It Like it's On Fire'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom
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LYRICS:

Drop it like it's on fire
Do it like this, never seen before
Drop it like it's on fire
She got that -♥- and I want some more 

Look over here, 
Watch over there
All them niggas at the party under your spell
Look in the air,
Watch it goes low
And you know how to do it 
Yeah you do it like woah
And she bounce that shit
She drops that split
She got everybody wondering "What's that trick?"
Oh that girl so slick
Plus her peach so thick
I call that 'confidence'
But others call that 'bitch', hey
Show them how to run it
It's your time baby girl don't stop it
Imma give it to you
If you keep shaking like Beyoncé

Drop it like it's on fire
Do it like this, never seen before
Drop it like it's on fire
She got that -♥- and I want some more 

Can you do it?
While I'm under?
We can try it out and workout together
Imma be sweet
But I can be tough
Imma make sure you get what you deserve
Don't tell anybody
Keep it on the low we leave the party
No one's at home so please be crazy
No we ain't about to sleep I hope you're ready
Show me how you run it
It's your time baby girl don't stop it
Imma give it to you
If you keep shaking like Beyoncé

Drop it like it's on fire
Do it like this, never seen before
Drop it like it's on fire
She got that -♥- and I want some more

Drop It Like it's On Fire (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #5: 'For Mama'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom

LYRICS:

On my life,
I'm tired of those men who always make you cry
I say, on my life
I ain't talking love, I'm talking about cash
I swear, on my life
I ain't talking love, I'm talking about cash 

I'm tired of your lies,
Why you're drinking everynight?
Never heard you pray before
And why they're knocking on our door?
Wanna take the studio
All my sacrifices, no
I can't believe it's happening 
But shit is real and life is mean
I see all the pain on your shoulders
I know you wanna take the gun
Mama, I'm gonna fuck this game up
They'll all remember who's your son

I swear, on my life
I'm tired of those men who always make you cry
I said, on my life
I ain't talking love, I'm talking about cash

Let's go downtown, it's been a while
Another court that's our lifestyle
Always pushing back that deadline
Pendulum still runs for my life
No, for now, sir we cannot pay
Once again we need your delay
Problems been with us for too long
But I know soon they'll go away
away..
I see all the pain on your shoulders
I know you wanna take the gun
Mama, I'm gonna fuck this game up
They'll all remember who's your son

I swear, on my life
I'm tired of those men who always make you cry
I said, on my life
I ain't talking love, I'm talking about cash

For Mama (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #6: 'U Better Listen (My Own)'

Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom

LYRICS:

"Yo, yo, Rilès you good?
yeah, yeah, yeah, ok, ok..
I saw your songs.. you know, I like that shit
it's cool, the vibe is cool.. 'Brothers'.. yeah yeah
I like 'Nowadays' and shit.. yeah it's cool, it's cool..
So, humm..
You know I make beats.. I think I can make beats for you,
Let's make a project together,
Let's make a song or something like that"
 
WHAT?

Hey, I can do my shit alone
Yay I said, on my own
I can do my shit alone
Yay I said, on my own
My own, My own
My own, My own...

Ok, you make beats
Ok, you made that
Ok, you think what you do is really 'freaking hot'
Oh you work with him?
He a copycat.
And 'cause we're from the same city I should work with ya?
Nigga, who you thought I was? No, you ain't the one.
I got hundred motherfuckers like you on the phone
Wanna work with me only once I'm blowing up
I've been making beats for 6 years
But you for a month
I don't fuck with yall beggar-beginner ass niggas
We ain't on the same grind
Not the same hustle
Been trynna get acknowledge by the great ones
WHY EVERYBODY'S SLEEPING BUT THE REAL ONES? 

Hey, I can do my shit alone
Yay I said, on my own
I can do my shit alone
Yay I said, on my own
My own, My own
My own, My own...

Ok you know my shrabs,
But who the fuck are you?
Lot of rats in my city but this ain't nothing new
Ok you got the cash,
But where's your brain at?
You're recording in my studio but this shit wack
They be comparing me
I was not made twice
There's just a lot of wannabes and many look-alikes
English my second tongue
Yet, I got better lines
There's just a lot of wack mcees and many lazy kinds
Ayyyy
I'm giving melodies to niggas who can't sing
They rap over type beats and their flow preheated
I'm releasing the song of the year, every week
I'm tired of yall, Imma just go my way

Hey, I can do my shit alone
Yay I said, on my own
I can do my shit alone
Yay I said, on my own
My own, My own
My own, My own...

U Better Listen (My Own)(Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #7: 'Gotta Lotta'
High-Quality version on iTunes: https://goo.gl/k3pyMZ
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom 

LYRICS:

Listen..
Gotta lotta shit to prove
Lotta shit to say
Lotta motherfuckers really wanna see me dead
Gotta Lotta shit to do
Lotta shit to dare
Lotta problems all around me, you don't really care
Gotta lotta shit to see
Lotta shit to make
Lotta shit to live
And lotta rules to break
Lotta ass to smack
Lotta tits to grab
Lotta motherfuckers still be sleeping on my craft and..

I'M TOO BUSY GOT NO TIME
TO CARE ABOUT WHAT THE FUCK IS SO WRONG WITH
NIGGAS FIGHTING FOR THE CROWN
WHILE I BE LOOKIN' AT THEM FROM THE THROWN

Sak pasé? Sak pasé?
Lately my life's been a challenge
So pardon my French if I don't give a fuck 'bout your feelings
I told you last week what you hear, I did it all alone
Let me tell next week I'll release a hella video
I'm still editing the footage I can't trust no one
I tried to let them niggas do it, that shit was not fine
So listen bro when I tell you I'm running out of time
Look at me my nigga I can't even finish my lin..

I'M TOO BUSY GOT NO TIME
TO CARE ABOUT WHAT THE FUCK IS SO WRONG WITH
NIGGAS FIGHTING FOR THE CROWN
WHILE I BE LOOKIN' AT THEM FROM THE THROWN

Hold on, Hold on
Many talk but who got their shit done?
Got a mom and a sis' to  watch over 
Plus I got a job
Habibi, habibi
I don't let love in the plan
I made a lotta mistakes before
Me try not do them again
Rilèsundayz 'bout to blow up yeah they feel the storm
Solo, solo working it, solo getting coins
Droppin' a deuce on the game as they sleep on my songs
Zerma you said you don't know me but I'm all on your phone

I'M TOO BUSY GOT NO TIME
TO CARE ABOUT WHAT THE FUCK IS SO WRONG WITH
NIGGAS FIGHTING FOR THE CROWN
WHILE I BE LOOKIN' AT THEM FROM THE THROWN

Gotta Lotta (Prod. Rilès)

Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom 

RILÈSUNDAYZ #8: 'I Do It'

LYRICS:

I do it for my dad
And I do it for my mama
I do it for my shabs
And I do it for my sistas
I do it for my city
And I don't forget Africa
I do it for my hoes, 
My thugs, my bitches, my gangstas
I do it for the best
How could I forget my haters?
And I do it for my uncles they told me 
"da fuck you doing here?
Better have you degrees, masters!"
Thinking that I go nowhere
But I don't wanna be no one
Been working like a Trojan, man!
I know, you know, we know
Rilès is not the only one
yay
By myself I don't need your prod
I don't want your beef, your bitch and your buzz
Always for my bros, my niggas, my blood
Never for the fuzz, they shootin' my cuz
I wanna bring the peace, but can I be bad?
This shit is for me, for you and for us
I do it for the streets, and for the suburbs
Plus I do it for the passion
And I do it for the patience
No I'll never forget the pain from this fight
I do it for my family
I do it for my family
I do it for my family
That's why.

Why o why? 
Why o why you ask?
I do it for my mama, why you take aback?
Ohh
Why o why? 
Why o why you ask?
I do it for my baba for his sacrifice
Why o why? 
Why o why you ask?
I do it for my khey, I know they got my back
Hmm 
Why o why? 
Why o why you ask?
As we're about to build and you're about to crack..

.. Ok, ok, ok, ok you do it for your family and shit, that's cool,
but don't tell me you don't do it for money bruh

I don't fuck with their money
And once I got some it's for granny
Buy a plane for my niggas, we leave for Mexico city
For now we ain't rico tony
Be wise chico ain't no worry
Time is money so we hurry
Akhi bzef I'm too busy
Yay
Brother, brother, brother
Don't call 911
I'm about to spread that fire
Halle-halle-lujah
Tell me you see me now
We've been hidden too long
You know, we've never seen the sun

I do it for the patience
No I'll never forget the pain from this fight
I do it for my family
I do it for my family
I do it for my family
That's why.

Why o why? 
Why o why you ask?
I do it for my mama, why you take aback?
Ohh
Why o why? 
Why o why you ask?
I do it for my baba for his sacrifice
Why o why? 
Why o why you ask?
I do it for my khey, I know they got my back
Hmm 
Why o why? 
Why o why you ask?
As we're about to build and you're about to crack

MUSIC VIDEO

I DO IT (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #10: 'I'll try'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom 

LYRICS:

I saw you two weeks ago, I thought you were ugly as fuck
Now I'm at this party 'front of you, this time I'm drunk
Didn't notice that ass, I'll be frank I wanna fuck
Didn't notice that you were not that ugly as fuck

Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
I'll try, I'll try
Not to love you only when I'm drunk, high
Drunk, high
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
I'll try, I'll try
Not to love you only when I'm drunk, high
Drunk, high

I saw you two weeks ago, I thought you were just perfect but, but
Now I'm at this party 'front of you this time you're drunk
Didn't thought a guy like you could turn into a scrub
You might not see it but right now you're ugly as fuck

Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
I'll try, I'll try
Not to love you only when I'm drunk, high
Drunk, high
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
I'll try, I'll try
Not to love you only when I'm drunk, high
Drunk, high

She tryna hurt me with goodbyes
She don't know, she ain't the one
She tryna hurt me with goodbyes
You're not the first, nor the last one

Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
I'll try, I'll try
Not to love you only when I'm drunk, high
Drunk, high
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
I'll try, I'll try
Not to love you only when I'm drunk, high
Drunk, high

iTunes

I'll Try (ft. Rilès♀)(Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #11: 'No lie'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom 

LYRICS:

Baby don't lie
Talk the talk, never act
Who the fuck you thought I was?
You dared to fool me twice
Baby don't lie
Talk the talk, never act
Who the fuck you thought I was?
You dared to fool me twice

Rilès maafaka in this game right now
And you won't believe what the hell I see right now
Seems like everybody is pretty fake right now
If you're not into a label you don't count right now
Fuck I don't want to believe what I say right now
I might never blow up cuz of what I say right? nah
Most of the shit you hear is pretty wack right now
Yes I'm only 20 they're afraid of me, don't ya?

Fuck your talent
We don't wanna fuck with ya
If you don't have no money to pay a press officer
Yeah you buy articles
That's how it goes
If y'already famous then we'll be all on your toes, and you say..

Baby don't lie
Talk the talk, never act
Who the fuck you thought I was?
You dared to fool me twice
Baby don't lie
Talk the talk, never act
Who the fuck you thought I was?
You dared to fool me twice

Independent who minds about you, if you deserve
Ten times better than any motherfuckin' pseudo 'come-up'
Cuz I feel like many medias tried to fuck my game up
Oh, when I played them "I Do It" a year ago they were pumped
She told me: "Oh my God I love the song, I want that shit first
I can send it to blogs, and this and that, and.." Shut the fuck up
We know you did your trick
We sent the vid
You don't respond
Oh, bsartek la clique
Yeah I studied English, stupid niggas, what you thought?
I gettin' really ready for the shit that you're not
It's been five years in the making and I will never stop
So never mind if I don't please to mister Boukercha
Writing classics or riding dicks, I think my choice is made
I'm fucking pissed and tired of sending all those god damn mails
"Hello my name is Rilès, 20 years old self made man,
I make my beats, record my raps.." And we don't fucking care
So keep on surfing the wave but do not ignore the storm
Don't even stutter to me when I'll get my Grammy's on
When I'll be overplayed and overheard like Bruno's songs
It might take ten motherfucking years I'll prove'em wrong
Shit I'm bitter with the time
Better with the flow
You poppin' up right now you don't know how to make a song
And I'm bitter with the time
Better with the flow
You poppin' up right now, you don't how you made it now, hun?

Baby don't lie
Talk the talk, never act
Who the fuck you thought I was?
You dared to fool me twice
Baby don't lie
Talk the talk, never act
Who the fuck you thought I was?
You dared to fool me twice

No Lie (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #13: 'E knows'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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LYRICS:

When I'm low
When I'm down
When I dive in the deepness of my mind
Why do I never drown?
I think it's..
I think that's why.. oh
He knows, he knows, he knows
He knows, he knows

If there ain't no struggle, there ain't no gains
'Cause there ain't no victory without pain
He told me failure was good
For peasant I'll be a king
He told me don't ever think you know everything
Yeah they rap but don't think
They talk but don't speak
Listen and don't hear
Man, they look but don't see
Medias avoid me
Afraid as I'm free from their rules
They're fools, thinking I'm on my knees
Bitch you better know  me better
It is now or never ever
I'm nervous know what you're missing
I'm the question to you answer
'Fore I'm off I wanna shine
That's why I ain't got your time
But you're sleeping on my shit like
"Who the fuck is this nigga?"
Forgive you 'cause we all wrong
One day you'll realize what's on my soul
I've been waiting, waiting for so long
Don't worry right now bro I'm not afraid to wait more
'Cause I know that he knows

[from Jil is lucky - The wanderer]
Well I'm draggin' myself
All along the pavement
Up in the sky
There's someone behind
And he's guiding my steps
Up and down the life stairs
Helps me thereby
Leaving again

Everybody swears, but how many preaches
Damn look at all them copycats everywhere 
That's contagious
Like everybody stares but nobody watches
That's why I'm rageous
That's why I'm speechless
But, still, I know that he ..

E Knows (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #14: 'Rebeus in Oran'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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LYRICS:

Anayanadiyanadanada 
Anayanadiyanadanada 
Anayanadiyanadanada 
Ayanayanada
Yanayanayanada..

I say "Djazaïr"
She says what you mean
I say "Habibi"
She says who it is
I say come with me, tell me why she leaves
Waya waya vava, Waya waya vava..

Fuck all my problems
I'm leaving with Younès
Tizi to Saidia
Saidia to Bourmedes, hey
We don't need no drugs
No bitches, leave that in France
I just need my zitzitoun, 
My soucsou, your belly dance, hm
Asalaam alaykum
Wa'alaikum salaam, labes
Nigga I don't know your name but we've been talking like cousins
Ain't no "who the fuck is this?"
Ain't no "I don't have time"
This ain't 'Nigga in Paris' 
but my Rebeus in Oran

Anayanadiyanadanada ..

I say Djazaïr, she says what you mean
I say Habibi, she says who it is
I say come with me, tell me why she leaves
why she leaves, why she leaves, why she leaves..

I can pay my flight
What you mean we got no money? 
What? I should find a job? 
And now you're sick of my music
Oh, yeah you want that ring, 
That house, that dog and that kid
But it'll never be with me, oh no bye bye 
Alouah Yassine!

I say
Fuck all my problems
I'm leaving with Yassine
Tizi to Saidia
Saidia to Tlemcen
And we walking in the streets
Chillin', we don't have a plan
Fuck man, everything cool, oh no
Why y'all need to run?
I bought a lotta cigarettes
Sell'em once in France
Cuz now I'm broke I bought to many presents for cousins and friends
I got every brand you need, even a lighter,
I need that money for my studio, PLEASE NO MR OFFICER!!        

Anayanadiyanadanada ..

Rebeus in Oran (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #17: 'U like'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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LYRICS:

Baby I see your shades
I know you're playing games
Looking so cold outside
'Cause she's begging the pain to runaway
Baby you know my name
Yeah you know who I am
She's bumping my songs on her Ipod
Yet her pretty eyes keep on looking away

Yeah you like to play the princess
Thinking that you are someone
And you like to pretend you don't 
Baby we all know the song
Yeah you like to play the princess
Thinking that you are the one
Plus you like to pretend you don't
Baby you just do it wrong

Your love is made of hate
Maybe a bit of shame
Your glance is so shy you deny
'Cause your pride is here to
Block, block, block the way
Thinking we're all the same
Because we're all the same
I'd like to drown in your eyes
(and maybe your pussy)
But you make no mistake

And you're talking to yourself
Though your mind's spinning too fast
You look quiet on the surface
But the inside is on fire
Yeah you're talking to yourself
But your self is hard to find
Let me dive in those yellow eyes
Stop faking that you don't mind

Yeah you like to play the princess
Thinking that you are someone
And you like to pretend you don't 
Baby we all know the song
Yeah you like to play the princess
Thinking that you are the one
Plus you like to pretend you don't
Baby you just do it wrong

You just do it wrong
You just do it wrong
You just do it 
Oh you do it 
Yeah you do it wrong

I know you don't want love
Neither do I darling
The distance between us is just misunderstanding
We've had sex in my head so much
I won't lie babe
If you make up your mind
I'll give you my 07
And you're talking to yourself
Though your mind's spinning too fast
You look quiet on the surface
But the inside is on fire
Yeah you're talking to yourself
But your self is hard to find
Let me dive in those yellow eyes
Stop faking that you don't mind

Yeah you like to play the princess
Thinking that you are someone
And you like to pretend you don't 
Baby we all know the song
Yeah you like to play the princess
Thinking that you are the one
Plus you like to pretend you don't
Baby you just do it wrong

And you're talking to yourself
Though your mind's spinning too fast
You look quiet on the surface
But the inside is on fire
Yeah you're talking to yourself
But your self is hard to find
Let me dive in those yellow eyes
Stop faking that you don't mind

U Like (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #21: 'Those nights'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)

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RILÈSUNDAYZ #21: 'Those nights'
Soon available on iTunes.
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)

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LYRICS:

5 A.M.
Parking lot
Looking like "damn"
Got the honey, got the weed
And got all my problems
Acting like people I'm sick of
Talking like people I blame
Seems like you're thinking too much
Too much to forget it's a game
Too much to forget love's around you
So you let go all the praise
And you're diving in some pussies
Just to forget that you sink
Boy you thought you knew yourself
But you been skipping chapters
Don't ever claim that you're the boss
When you just act like a loser
HAA
Liquor got me out of touch
I'm falling off, don't catch me up
Ain't no bitches
Ain't no girls
Tonight depression is my crush
Tell'em I was on the road
Seeking happiness
I lost
Reason when I understood
Glory's not replacing love
Hope is not replacing trust
Peace won't ever make a buzz
So we all keeping on watching Trump
Feeling low but moving up
Ain't nobody gonna beat it, wish me luck
Better kill it cuz I'm on the highest drugs
Talking 'bout this psyche looking at me bruh
My love, my lust, my liquor for the pain
It is Me vs. Me
And I forfeit the game
Shit I act, I think
As if I'm twice my age
But good news
I don't give a fuck
If y'all niggas don't give a damn

All those nights you're losing your grip
All those nights you can't fall asleep
All those nights you just want to quit
God I need to run
Before I hit the bang bang
All those nights you're losing your grip
All those nights you can't fall asleep
All those nights you just want to quit
God I need to run
Before I hit the bang bang

Keep on running, ask no questions
Keep on running, same directions
You're not lost, you're just incaged
You've been running all night 
Now you see the day

WAKE UP

10 A.M.
Taxi  stop
Looking like "what?"
Smelling honey, smelling weed
And my questions are doubts
Feeling sick 'front of these people
At the summit of shame
Seems like you've been drinking too much
Now you forgot where you been
And you forgot what you said
What you saw and what you did
All your snapchat's going crazy
Cuz of what's in your stories
Boy you thought you knew yourself
But you been skipping chapters
Don't ever claim that you're the boss
When you just act like a beggar
HAA
Liquor got me out of touch
What the fuck was I talking 'bout
Hope I didn't say too much
And where the fuck is Fucklalife
Where the hell is my wallet
Got some flashes from last night
Can't remember what happened 
So why was I feeling so bad
Why I got blood on my shirts
Why I got them puffy eyes
Why I got these motherfuckers looking at me like I'm mad!?
Why I'm feeling something's wrong
Why I'm feeling like I'm right
Why I'm touching
Why The bottom
Why On every fucking night
My love, my lust, my liquor for the pain
It is Me vs. Me
And I forfeit the game
Shit I act, I think
As if I'm twice my age
But good news
I don't give a fuck
If y'all niggas don't give a damn

All those nights you're losing your grip
All those nights you can't fall asleep
All those nights you just want to quit
God I need to run
Before I hit the bang bang
All those nights you're losing your grip
All those nights you can't fall asleep
All those nights you just want to quit
God I need to run
Before I hit the bang bang

I NEED TO  RUN

(Oh meanwhile the irreplaceable time flies,
let us dare)

Those Nights (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #25: 'Enjoy The Ride'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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Don't be afraid of how your life will be ending
And maybe wonder if it has really started
I'm getting sick in my psyche and I know it
If I don't make it tomorrow
I'm proud to say "Got no regret"
Oh no no
You got nothing to lose
Not even yourself
Give'em truth, it's all that you got
I say "Nothing's too much"
I know one day I'll pass out
I don't know how to stop

Enjoy the ride
It won't be long
Enjoy the ride 
I know tomorrow I'll be gone
Enjoy the ride
It won't be long
Enjoy the ride
Jump in that car and play my song

I work on every song as if it is the last one
Never slow down cuz every day feels like my last run
If you're wondering where's my boundaries I got none
You're wondering if I got Prozac? Yes I got some
But never used it
Nor abused it
I refused it
When my yema didn't
You won't use me with your bullshit
I told him
I'm getting aggressive when they do not deserve it
But oh
You got a place to cure the pain
You got your hands, you got your head
You got your heart, your brain
Your pen, your beats, your paint
Now use that shit
Amen!

Ho, will I see the sun? ohnono
Even when I'm dust? ohnono
Losing but not lost
P.S. Don't forget to grave on it what I say most

Enjoy the ride
It won't be long
Enjoy the ride 
I know tomorrow I'll be gone
Enjoy the ride
It won't be long
Enjoy the ride
Jump in that car and play my song

My song, my song.. 

Salaam or Shalom to my brothers and sisters
United for the best
Innocent in your action
Cheap was more than enough
I know y'all pictured my vision when
Danger was all around 
Excitation was with us

So let me break them doors
Bend them keys
Then look back
I say "that's my shit"
I'm hurting myself
So I'm tasting my sweat
I step back from my grief
And I can see what's next
Nah I might lose hope
I might lose peace
But when I'll look back
Imma praise that grit
So enjoy the ride and the view
Cuz I'm running out of gas
I get it 
I got it
I won't and cannot replace the time, no

Ho, will I see the sun? ohnono
Even when I'm dust? ohnono
Losing but not lost
P.S. Don't forget the black ice and the chrysanthemum

Enjoy the ride
It won't be long
Enjoy the ride 
I know tomorrow I'll be gone
Enjoy the ride
It won't be long
Enjoy the ride
Jump off that car and play my song

Artwork by KIDMOGRAPH
https://twitter.com/KidMograph
http://kidmograph.tumblr.com/

Enjoy The Ride (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #28: 'REMEDY'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom 

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REMEDY (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #32: 'Love The Way You Dance'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom

LYRICS:
Tell me what's your spell
I love the way you dance
Yes, I'm faded with my friends
We love the way you sing

Back the fuck up
Slow the fuck down
I cannot be insane
She told me "Don't fall in the trap"
It's too late
Tie me to the pole
I won't ever do what I did
Right cannot feel my eyes, my ears
Nor my self
Swimming in a ocean full of blood
And my tears
Tell me where the hell has gone my good sense, my feels
If I do it
I did it
Imma do it again

You're not stronger than them

Ya know, it's up to you
Amaze me's what you do
Sex and singing in tune
Sirens coming for you
I know, it's up to me
Nervous, why am I watching?
Emotionless I be.. Wake me up 'fore I sin

Tell me what's your spell
I love the way you dance
Yes, I'm faded with my friends
We love the way you sing
Tell me what's your spell
I love the way you dance
Yes, I'm faded with my friends
We love the way you sing

Baby don't be scared
Adore me, praise me, beg
Stare at me before your friends
The pain will feel ok

Why you resist?
You can feel free
Finally taste what you seek
She told me to fall in her arms 'fore I knee
Beggin' my niggas to let me run to her sheets
Right now cannot feel my eyes, my ears
But them lips
If I'm neither drunk or high
What the hell is this?
Splatting colors in a place that seemed dull & dim
Then you forget that you're drowning deep
And indeed

You're not stronger than them

Ya know, it's up to you
Amaze me's what you do
Sex and singing in tune
Sirens coming for you
I know, it's up to me
Nervous, why am I watching?
Emotionless I be.. Wake me up 'fore I sin

Tell me what's your spell
I love the way you dance
Yes, I'm faded with my friends
We love the way you sing
Tell me what's your spell
I love the way you dance
Yes, I'm faded with my friends
We love the way you sing

Baby don't be scared
Adore me, praise me, beg
Stare at me before your friends
The pain will feel ok

Tell me what's your spell
I love the way you dance
Yes, I'm faded with my friends
We love the way you sing
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📷: James Pennie

Love The Way You Dance (ft. Rilès♀)(Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #33: 'EVIL'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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The Evil tried to tear me down
Oh lord you saw me on the ground
The Evil tried to tear me down
8 weeks ago death on my mind
The Evil tried to tear me down
Oh lord you saw me on the ground
The Evil tried to tear me down
But it was just wrtten in Time

*Knock, Knock*
Who's there?
It's the sheitan motherfucker let's play
Sorry bruh I ain't got time for your tricks now
I got my people listening now
4 years in the shadow they were blind out
I thought I would never see the light bruh
Now you can finally wake the fuck up
Rachid, Laura, tell me how you feel now
Always chasing you for just a paper
Got love for you but you could've been first
Pushed me to the edge but never gave up
'Least I learned to never ever trust Trust
I can feel the change is real
I can feel you won't be me
I can feel these niggas 'round me 
Just want to be famous, still looking for their skils

K-Dot, Chano, Yeezy, Abel
Francis, Yoncé, Pusha, Timbo
Woodkid, Logic, Blake, Russell, Cole
Asap, Travis, Pac & MJ
Donald, Freddie, Banks, M.I.A.
Thanks to y'all I did not jumped off

The Evil tried to tear me down
Oh lord you saw me on the ground
The Evil tried to tear me down
8 weeks ago death on my mind
The Evil tried to tear me down
Oh lord you saw me on the ground
The Evil tried to tear me down
But it was just wrtten in Time

Ya, ya, ya
You can't tell me nothing
Nobody talked 'bout that shit as I ain't got a deal
And never took my songs seriously cuz I'm recoding bedside my bed
And now they're all surprised to discover my name
Fuck you, fuck the game
Fuck all your songs, Fuck your fame
Fuck, I'm wise enough to know the buzz will end
Thank you for the love but I've been used to pain
I cannot go out cuz I got songs to make
That shit is my life
For you it's just a phase
Yes I got more hits, you're not ready for them
Yes I got more beats, than I got problems
When I'm done with it
Get back to the paint
Thought I would end up like Gogh
but God said 
"Wait, nigga better stay
Remember what I said"

K-Dot, Chano, Yeezy, Abel
Francis, Yoncé, Pusha, Timbo
Woodkid, Logic, Blake, Russell, Cole
Asap, Travis, Pac & MJ
Donald, Freddie, Banks, M.I.A.
Thanks to y'all I did not jumped off

The Evil tried to tear me down
Oh lord you saw me on the ground
The Evil tried to tear me down
8 weeks ago death on my mind
The Evil tried to tear me down
Oh lord you saw me on the ground
The Evil tried to tear me down
But it was just wrtten in Time

EVIL (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #36: 'Most Wanted'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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Back from the underground

Chasing me up
Stumble and stop
Still in the Jungle
And cheetahs still been starving for months
See the snakes on the wheel 
Evil eye over me
Everybody lookin' at you
He not happy 'bout it
Better run for your life
I'd rather enjoy the ride
Shit is getting really real
But I got no User guide
U-turns all on my side
Suckers all on my sight
Game is finally starting 
Rilès
Show what you got

You'll never catch me up
Fire blazing on the highway
I saw down to hell
I'm the most wanted man
You'll never catch me up
Fire blazing on the highway
I saw down to hell
I'm the most wanted man

Free the pressure
Keep on playing 
Me never tired
I was alone for too long
See me now, It's too late I'm mad
I might do shit Imma regret
Since I've been fucking la life
But I never was and still not afraid of Luci..
"Shh, don't say his name"

Run motherfucker run
You play too much you think you can fool me more than once
See my face on your mirror
Handek
Enjoy your last ride
I got some sand in my pocket for ya
Three, two, one, motherfucker gon' die
Adios Rilès, It's a matter of time
Now

You'll never catch me up
Fire blazing on the highway
I saw down to hell
I'm the most wanted man
You'll never catch me up
Fire blazing on the highway
I saw down to hell
I'm the most wanted man

Free the pressure
Keep on playing 
Me never tired
I was alone for too long
See me now, It's too late I'm mad
I might do shit Imma regret
Since I've been fucking la life
"WAKE UP, WAKE UP, WAKE UP!!§"

The Devil missed his prey
I'm still the most wanted
The Devil missed his prey
One more time I ran away

Damn,
I was supposed to be dead
Close to Dean
You put me back right in
I know we both made a deal
You grant me life
For a short period
I ain't got much months left
The puzzle started since '14
And soon it will end
Songs been feeling what's next
I'm afraid of what I think
I wasn't ready for it
Time is still the enemy

The Devil missed his prey
I'm still the most wanted
The Devil missed his prey
Mima watched over me

MOST WANTED (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #37: 'PESETAS'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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Rilès you're arrogant
You lift yourself up
You believed in your craft when nobody did
But we say arrogant
You dont know the game
You keep mentionning my name
"We dont like what you s-"

I don't give a fuck
Y'all can suck my dick
I'm making pesetas while they're talking talking shit
Nah I don't give a fuck
Don't waste my time for this
I'm making my dollars, dollars while they're tweeting tweets
Nah I don't give a 

Please don't wake my dirty self up
Please don't make me sane, nah nah
Please don't let me go look for you
The Internet is not safe
Please don't make me say what's next
Don't let me say it in French
Jay-Z's label on the phone
They're coming at the house on Monday
me say
Wow, wow, Great, great
Don't say too much they're gonna see what's next
They're hating on me cuz they ain't done shit
I'll forgive you cuz y'all giving me strengh
say
Wow, wow, Great, great
They type too much 
But don't know shit 'bout shit
Do research before comparing me
And you'll see this dude didn't make his hits so

fuck
Y'all can suck my dick
I'm making pesetas while they're talking talking shit
Nah I don't give a fuck
Don't waste my time for this
I'm making my dollars, dollars while they're tweeting tweets

Nah I don't give a fuck
Y'all can suck my dick
I'm making pesetas while they're talking talking shit
Nah I don't give a fuck
Don't waste my time for this
I'm making my dollars, dollars while they're tweeting tweets
Nah I don't give a 

They all want me dead
I piss them off
That's what I like to
You're sending me death threats in my mailbox
Mama we gon' move
Talk to me 'fore your talk 'bout me
Yeah that's the number 1 rule
Many want my head
But where's the crown?
It's on my balls fool
Wow, wow, Great, great
Don't show them that you've been loving yourself
Say you're ugly
Say you're not the best
Don't pump yourself up, they don't like them speeches
Wow, wow, Great, great
I do not go downtown
I'm feeling like hate & love are fighting for my vehemence
Now I got girls who want my d
And crazy dudes who want my hea..

wait..

I still don't give a fuck
Y'all can suck my dick
I'm making pesetas while they're talking talking shit
Nah I don't give a fuck
Don't waste my time for this
I'm making my dollars, dollars while they're tweeting tweets

Nah I don't give a fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
Y'all can suck it up, up, up, up, up
Imma let you talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
While I'm making more, more, more, more, more

Nah I don't give a fuck
Y'all can suck my dick
I'm making pesetas while they're talking talking shit
Nah I don't give a fuck
Don't waste my time for this
I'm making my dollars, dollars while they're tweeting tweets
Nah I don't give a fuck
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Soprano background vocal from 2:40 to 2:52 by my auntie <3
she came by at the house, I made her listen to that beat, and she started singing along with it and that shit was dope

PESETAS (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #40: 'After the Darkness'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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After the darkness will come the sun
That shit I said was just a mistake
What if I burn my wings on the road?
What if I shut down lights by myself?
After the darkness will come the sun
That shit I said was just a mistake
What if I burn my wings on the road?
What if I shut down lights by myself?

I ain't got time for your pussies
Time for them hoes
Even if I love the way you dance 
I keep my circle close
Ain't no time for the critics
Tired of it all
Went from most loved to most hated without moving out of home
But fuck, I'm moving overseas
2018, NYC
They've been making fun of me
While I got meetings with JB
Getting out of my country
They were not ready for my shit
You want facts you gon' get them
So I'll be back with a Grammy

After the darkness will come the sun
That shit I said was just a mistake
What if I burn my wings on the road?
What if I shut down lights by myself?

Paris with my brother So'
And we're meeting CEOs
Rilès international
Labels be blowing up my phone
Empire's starting to grow
Females come but never go
Reading contracts all night long
A hundred times just to make sure
Nobody's fooling the plan, imma write it my way
California this summer, nah I don't pay the tickets
Alright, alright, it's all good, don't talk 'bout what's secret
Imma finish Rilèsundayz then you gon see it
Silence and I were friends
Fireworks made us lose the bond
Darling I figured out
Peace wasn't made for me at all..

After the darkness will come the sun
That shit I said was just a mistake
What if I burn my wings on the road?
What if I shut down lights by myself?

What if I burn my wings 
If I keep going
Cuz I couldn't stop 
When I had the chance
What if I do it right
And I shut it down
Ain't that enough to remain in minds?
What if I burn my wings 
If I keep going
Cuz I couldn't stop 
When I had the chance
What if I do it right
And I shut it down
Is that enough to remain in minds?

After the Darkness (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #41: ‘Understood’
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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I spent
One entire week without any rest
Without getting out of my room I know it’s all in the head
Always perfecting my craft
I’m not that far from the best
I understood the more you do
The better you know yourself
I understood the mind is bigger than the whole universe 
I understood I was afraid of failure, ‘till I got hurt
I understood that being rich was more of a state of mind
And I won’t ever be happy with money, ‘till it buys time
Aside of that, everything marvelous 
I level up, more follow us
They fear me now I’m lifting up
You’re hating when they’re loving us
Family first, I still assert
No fraud involved in none of us
I already knew that before the wave was taking off
And Imma die for my niggaz, they know
Imma still be there, even when I’ll take off
I don’t trust nobody cuz my body’s enough
Really understood a lot from the last several months
Imma die for my niggaz, they know
Imma still be there, even when I’ll take off
Not feeling impressed by millions anymore
Really understood a lot from the last several months

Don’t ever, ever leave your door opened
Weird niggaz tried breaking in and steal at fucking 3 A.M.
Gotta protect Mom and my sister before they face a gun
I met death twice
Don’t worry I can meet it again
Don’t ever ever let somebody say
“You can't make a music video without a damn budget”
‘Brothers’, 40$
10 million and zero marketing
Yes I came in this game like a motherfucking rat I said
Don’t ever give a fuck about cats on the internet
Starving for attention but your screen is not paying your bills
You work at a shitty job and your gently hating yourself
So when you go back home
@ at me if it cuts your pain
But the best I understood
Was I don’t need validation
I’ve been waiting for them blogs
‘Till I found out it’s all made up 
Negotiating everything
Paying for a piece of paper?
Making waves in my country
Yet I still got 0 portrait
Something you should know
And I got examples
Everybody was surprised after SEB’s support
I had 50 songs out and music videos
And everybody was like 
“Why I never heard ‘bout you?”
Man..
die for my niggaz, they know
Imma still be there, even when I’ll take off
I don’t trust nobody cuz my body’s enough
Really understood a lot from the last several months
Imma die for my niggaz, they know
Imma still be there, even when I’ll take off
Not feeling impressed by millions anymore
Really understood a lot from the last several months

I can understand, it’s on my way
I did understand, it’s on my way
I did understand there’s something wrong
Will it end up badly like it should?
I did understand, I can’t go back
So let me dare before I gotta die

Imma die for my niggaz, they know
Imma still be there, even when I’ll take off
I don’t trust nobody cuz my body’s enough
Really understood a lot from the last several months
Imma die for my niggaz, they know
Imma still be there, even when I’ll take off
Not feeling impressed by millions anymore
Really understood a lot from the last several months

Understood (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #49: ‘Una Vez Más’
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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History repeats itself
With the blood and with the hate 
I don’t like to see that face
When you say once again
“Que será, será
(La) Noche pasará
Sin importar que llores o te rías
Que será, será
(La) Noche pasará
Sin importar que te mueras o vivas “
Oh
You lose faith and faith is losing you
Your love faints under hate’s uppercut
You keep on singing the same old song
Once again you’re throwing bits of hope

History repeats itself
With the blood and with the hate 
I don’t like to see that face
When you say once again
“I finessed the proof
And it’s the truth
Your try for peace is just a vain
Attempt to dilute the hate, the rage, the pain, the pill
The people track & try to cheat
Cuz I traveled all around the fear
Defended flaws and feels
Followed the foolish way
Now freedom’s so dumb
I don’t believe in nothing but the bitter taste of yesterday.
Yeah the hopeless song
Is swiping strong
Cuz nothing changed
And nothing won’t 
We think we care
Indeed we don’t
We gon’ forget and swap the same mistake
‘em dollars, add them genres
Races, religions
Perks and burdens
Pride to worsen
Worships, words to dust
And there’s the world I’m watchin "

“Que será, será
(La) Noche pasará
Sin importar que llores o te rías
Que será, será
(La) Noche pasará
Sin importar que te mueras o vivas “
Oh
You lose faith and faith is losing you
Your love faints under hate’s uppercut
You keep on singing the same old song
Once again you’re throwing bits of hope

Tell me, oh tell me
Why’re you not leaving this world?
If it is so fuckin bad
Let me handle you the gun
And
Now you’re looking down
Triggers shutting many mouths
Focused on the bad
When shit goes down you switch your mind up

Your philosophy is oh so fake
Innocent and guilty ‘front my face
Fatalistic, son you fake a self
Tearing feelings down so you’re feeling high
Colorblind like Logan It’s ok
Golden tissue to cry it’s ok
And you talk the most
Just to say the less
Next time keep that grief
to your fucking self

“Que será, será
(La) Noche pasará
Sin importar que llores o te rías
Que será, será
(La) Noche pasará
Sin importar que te mueras o vivas “
Oh
You lose faith and faith is losing you
Your love faints under hate’s uppercut
You keep on singing the same old song
Once again you’re throwing bits of hope

I told you “let us dare”, no matter what
Fugit tempus
This ain’t no fantasy, nah it’s my life
Hallelujahs
You know the hair, the fire, the boy, the style
Djazaïrias
I’d be a millionaire if my account
was in Dinars
And you see, they all shake
When a jigga like me breaks
The industry suddenly st-t-tutter
Back to back to LA
Heading to the VMAs
Imma see those imma m-m-murder
But ain’t no pimpin’
Money savin’
Jigga said I gotta save it and invest it latter
Ain’t no great win
Without great pain
That’s why I’m pushing my body to the limits, further
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Una Vez Más (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #51: ‘CHAMPION’
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
Soon available on iTunes.
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I did it for the challenge, always close to tumblin’
I can’t believe I’m almost done man what a battle and
The worst is yet to come as I did deviated plans
He’s knocking in the studio since #46 I’m late
It’s bigger than the music, weirder than the Piri Reis
It’s been 268 weeks I’m obsessed with it
So let’s say whatever the fuck will happen, will happen
Amiran for the trick, and damn I’m really feeling no regrets

OK, get this done
Look up
Don’t look back, and run
He’s gon hurt you for your guts
Fight it like a champion
OK, get this done
Look up
Don’t look back, and run
He’s gon kill you for your guts
Fight it like a champion

And I jumped off the cliff, landed in Maïa’s hands
If I had to start all over, I would do it again
Cuz I, live with no regrets, no doubt, no I wish I did
When Rilèsundayz is done, it’s gon be the beginning
Try to test me
Thrill me
Not a lot impress me
Love me
Hate me
‘Least you won’t forget me
Curse me
Bless me 
I’m already blasted
It took me lot of years of training 
And I will no waste them
Westside, Indies
All my people listening
Mix it
Bounce it
Talk with the quality
Drugs & dark rings
I’m awake since last week
Cautions, warnings
Should I pay attention

OK, get this done
Look up
Don’t look back, and run
He’s gon hurt you for your guts
Fight it like a champion
OK, get this done
Look up
Don’t look back, and run
He’s gon kill you for your guts
Fight it like a champion

Stunting on your traps, gave a lotta indications
Somedays I wish I could tape yo lips so watch & remain silent
It’s gon be the end on time, if time’s allowing to finish
Wanna guess the words I’ll say
But you won’t find the tale into ‘em
You won’t give in  to
Numerous favors
I know it’s hard to 
Live like a hermit
All those sacrifices
It was worth it
Last but not least 
So end it with style and

OK, get this done
Look up
Don’t look back, and run
He’s gon hurt you for your guts
Fight it like a champion
OK, get this done
Look up
Don’t look back, and run
He’s gon kill you for your guts
Fight it like a champion

CHAMPION (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #52: ‘⏳’
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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Where should I start?
Or where should I go?
To every motherfucker who only saw my past job
Was an monitor for less than a year, 4 days a month
My real job was to sell paintings, building I record

I ain’t a novice, you might see me as new in you lane
Just cuz I had no exposure doesn’t mean I can’t son the game
Shoutout to SEB who started the fire cuz it’s really real
The papers gon’ ignore your existence, less you got a deal

Yeah, yeah I already said it, fuck they didn’t believe my vision
Let me tell you more ‘bout my trip, tho you won’t get every pieces
So.. why you rapping in English? I started when I was 14
I had to hide from my parents that I sang and began writing

Cuz it’s all about the studies, music is buffooneries
They did many sacrifices from Algeria to Paris 
I did try to write in French, my BIC was freezing
Wanted to.. Rap out loud… But didn’t want to share it

So I wrote’ it in a language were they didn’t know
My thoughts, my emotions, joys and troubles undercov’
My early bars were shit, but for my friends I was like Hov’
So I gradually took it seriously, and had bigger goals yet..


..Needed to improve myself
My weakness had to be strength
Made a choice they didn’t fuck with
Went to college for my verses, 
Studied the English language and literature for 3 years
From Shakespeare to Hemingway
But it wasn’t for the B.A

Aside of that I had no dineros
Only my devotion and faith for what I had to show
I spent my whole scholarship on stuff for the studio
Always buying second-hand, the grid of my mic is still broke

But I learned to take the less and made better than the most
4 a.m. for a preamp, in his Saxo baba drove
Me To Paris, it was worth it, as I bought it for 4
Hundred dollars less than what the original really cost

(Didn’t even have enough so negotiating on the low, he told me)

Give me my money, money back I’m on a rush man
My bullets going straight they never swoosh man
I was in Paris for that money ‘bout a preamp
Also for a freestyle, but that’s behind me

Now that I had all in my hands
It was ‘bout engineering
Alone with the internet
Had no teacher for that shit

And then I schooled the game up
Shut the fuck up
What’s a fancy studio
When you can’t rap
Had no song in advance
Nothing was planned
I just spent this whole year
Stuck in my bedroom, shit
Now it’s ‘bout million dollar deals
Still at Mama’s crib
In less than a year,
learned the same as if it equaled 10
With knives under my throat
I discovered more than I wished for
You can’t match the grind
But you can kiss my..
Ok, ok, it’s cool you spoke about your grind and your struggle
It’s crazy you made it that far, but you forgot ‘bout a puzzle
In every song you’re teasing, talking shit we cannot understand
Was It really deeper than that or bullshit you spoke & pretend, hun?
--
It’s not time yet

Yes, I’m late
And it’s because of this ending
I rewrote it 30 times to finally burn them sheets
Everything was ready, except for my spirit
And as it’s stronger than myself
I ain’t got the guts for it
Last Sunday, it was done
But I messed my week
I was thinking way too much for 5 days I lost sleep
Should I say everything or should I keep hiding?
For my own sanity I surrendered to silence
In some way, I spoke to somebody and learned something
In some way, I was supposed to leave but didn’t finish
In some way I was afraid y’all think it’s just madness
In some way, it started when I saw my own being
In some way, I’m hiding elements since 2014
In some way, I’m still preparing for the Grand Final
Now let me give y’all half a clue about the whole puzzle..

Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
Sample: Tarik 'Rvssian' Johnston, Beach front riddim
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I would like to give you all my time
I would like to tell you how much I love you
Since I can’t do none as I’m a liar
Let me spend the rest of my days all alone
Yeah you like to dance, all over my sins
And I make love to you like imma hurt you more
Yeah you like to pray, for all of my sins
When they made me aware of what I’m just for sure, yea

I’m so lost
Lost
Lost
Lost

I try to step back from the 3ein all on me
I got one foot in the grave, my fist in her punani
Living like it didn’t happen ‘till it fires back at me
I know I’ll probably end up in Cubana sleeping by the beach
But all I wanted was some peaches, marijuana and a casa para mom
All I wanted was the simple truth, no lie
All it did just hurt me more
Now I ain’t got time for your pussy
Time for them hoes
Time for the simple things I turned down before
No time for your pussy, 
Time only knows
Time never runs
But homie time never stops to dance
All over my sins
And I make love to you like imma hurt you more
Yeah you like to pray, for all of my sins
When they made me aware of what I’m just for sure, yea

I’m so lost
So Lost
So Lost
So Lost
So Lost
So Lost

You can sleep on the problem
You can search on my way
It’s buried in the mind, don’t try to read my face
You do not understand, it’s better anyway
Writing for the cure, need stacks and a ceiling
And since you want me to stay,
And now want me to play with your feelings
Doomed to be ‘lone again
As long as I got my TLM

I would like to give you all my time
I would like to tell you how much I love you
Since I can’t do none as I’m a liar
Let me spend the rest of my days all alone

Baila

!LOST! (Prod. Rilès + Rvssian)

WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE

MARIJUANA

AGAINST THE CLOCK

THANK GOD

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Prod/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered/Video Edited by Rilès

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