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Rilès I put myself in big trouble

Big Vibes Only

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)

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...

Itunes

U Better Listen (My Own)(Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #27: 'Alive'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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"Hello Rilès, how you doin' now?
I'm not used to calling you
Feels like we need to talk
I went through your latest lines 
And saw suicide
Tell me that I'm wrong 
Don't tell me I am fucking right"
I said "I'm alive"
I'm alive
I'm alive
Even when I'm weak I told you it's gon' be alright

"Hello Rilès, how you doin' now?
I'm not used to calling you
Feels like we need to talk
I went through your latest lines 
And saw suicide
Tell me that I'm wrong 
Don't tell me I am fucking right"
I said "I'm alive"
I'm alive
I'm alive
Even when I'm weak I told you it's gon' be alright

Read it better
Though you might read it well
Silence is killing me
I resurrect
Those who really know me
Know I got strength
Mind of a Shaolin
Shapen in steel
Ouhhhh
They don't want to play my shit
They don't want to see me win
Bouwhouwhouwhou
You're thinking that makes me sick?
To the point I'd kill myself?

"Hello Rilès, how you doin' now?
I'm not used to calling you
Feels like we need to talk
I went through your latest lines 
And saw suicide
Tell me that I'm wrong 
Don't tell me I am fucking right"
I said "I'm alive"
I'm alive
I'm alive
Even when I'm weak I told you it's gon' be alright

Wait, wait, wait
I don't really trust ya
Is you really ok
Can I believe your lies?
Wait, wait, wait
I don't really trust ya
Lately you've been so strange
I just want to know more
Listen I ain't even got time for it
Trouble is calling but phone is on silent
25 more, I'm killing the game
You got the message if I don't reply it
I got all the keys but ain't no lock on here
Often feeling blessed but in the Vilain's realm
Maybe I'll come up if I just disappear

"Hello Rilès, how you doin' now?
I'm not used to calling you
Feels like we need to talk
I went through your latest lines 
And saw suicide
Tell me that I'm wrong 
Don't tell me I am fucking right"
I said "I'm alive"
I'm alive
I'm alive
Even when I'm weak I told you it's gon' be alright

iTunes

Alive (Prod. Rilès)

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

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REMEDY (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #29: 'Away'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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Bitch niggas saying it's luck
But I which I got some
Spending all my money but that shit don't work
Tell me what I've done wrong
Trying to record all my thoughts but that shit so slow
Damn..
the fuck I did wrong?
Everything was fine but, nope, again
You're sending me another gigantic golden stick in the wheel
You see the fight but you can't see the struggle behind the scene
If only you knew how much pain is hidden behind your screen
Ay man, I'm not rapping for you to be all worried 'bout me
But Honesty and melodies are really all I can give
You see my hope, down
Slow, nah
Kemosabes try to lift me up, you down
You can tear me down everyday you fucking cunt
Hello problems let me tell you something you don't really want
I know that..

One day you'll go away
One day you'll go away
One day you'll go away
Before I go away

I'm sorry if you hear some popping noise sometimes in the recording
I just bought that new computer with all my savings and that shit's not working properly
It keeps on crashing
I lost like.. 40 dope-ass beat sessions
Lot of recordings
Mom's turning deaf too
But at least I can make beats in the A.M.

Friends on the phone told me "Trust the maktub"
Can the maktub fuck up its rendez-vous?
Shut up man, bad luck's already on you
Walk on black cat under ladders while you're
Breaking mirrors, 13 'brellas in stud
Trust your feelings, flair the fakers' parfum
Don't get fooled by clovers luck is not true
Me, myself and I's always the best crew, ouhh

God gave me sundays
To fuck up the game
You can't ignore the name
R-I-L-È-S 
Forget the accent
Zinedinening your face
God gave me sundays
To fuck up the game
You can't avoid the flames
My head's in a mess
Still doing my best
Just cuz I know that

One day you'll go away
One day you'll go away
One day you'll go away
Before I go away

AWAY (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 #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 #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..

Rilès - BROTHERS

03-deen burbigo-on gere

Produced by Splurge Boys
Additional production by G-Eazy

Jack Skellington

YouTube : http://youtube.com/0Riles

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

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AWAY (Prod. Rilès)

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