https://soundcloud.com/maximtracks/come-and-go-demo-2-beat-by-noah-cruz

toujours aussi propre et régulier sur t est son un pti spliff hiver comme été a écouter t es morceaux 

Rilès

Yuston XIII -  La belle et le fou

Risk Taker - Mc Chippy x J Rhule .mp3

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

Itunes

For Mama (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)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #15: 'Empire'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom 

LYRICS:

I work too much
I forgot to sleep
I don't really know what's so wrong with me
Guess I'm too loco
Though they're too steady
I stopped running for help
Made my own medicine
And they're all asking for the recipe
But where's your gut when I'm talking about the chapter 6?
First one is the Passion
Second is the Will
Third about the Talent
And Fourth Regularity
Fifth is talking strengh
Sixth sacrifices
But you already missing the third 
And the Second wasn't it
Cuz you do it for the likes
The intagrams and
The fame
But, nigga, your love for music is as strong as you can't play it
heeey

Living like a vampire
You did but Imma do better
In the game I got no brother
I take risk, you sleep, I kick, you click
I build an empire
Empire, Empi..
Empi.., Empire
No lie 
Admire
Let me put the game on fire
Empire, Empi..
Empi.., Empire
No lie 
Admire
Let me put the game on fire

My anxiety's stressin' out
Under pressure
No depression if I'm fine
Geometry's never been my thing
Why I don't understand why I always cross the line.. and I'm 
Ending up every single doubt
Me, myself and I, but you can come if you got ass
Plus you got a friend? Ouhh she really fine... nah
I'm sorry babe, finally I ain't got the time
Rilèsundayz first, I won't say it twice
Eating all these rappers then I'm shittin' on their grass
One hand for the slap
Five fingers for the fist
But you only got a song out
Why you're sounding like you quit?
sheeesh

Living like a vampire
You did but Imma do better
In the game I got no brother
I take risk, you sleep, I kick, you click
I build an empire
Empire, Empi..
Empi.., Empire
No lie 
Admire
Let me put the game on fire
Empire, Empi..
Empi.., Empire
No lie 
Admire
Let me put the game on fire

iTunes

EMPIRE (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #20: 'In the Jungle'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)

LYRICS:

"Hey, hey, hey, hey
Listen.. you're too crazy nigga
You better stop now
You better stop..
Let me tell you something;
When you dive into the wild
You can find death
You can find love,
Better think about it twice
Cuz we all think 
You gon' be gone"

Listen I ain't going back
Look what I did
Look what you've done
I guess I made the right choice
When I ventured
In the Jungle
Listen I ain't going back
Look what I did
Look what you've done
I guess I made the right choice
When I ventured
In the Jungle

I'm 'bout to turn up every city
I do it for the real ones
real shit
real maafaka, hun
Lost 15lbs since the Rilèsundayz
Before I live like a king
Gotta work like a slave
for the music
Way
Never lost, nah
Couple of months
Rilès on tour, yah
King in my city
Ain't no debate now
Let me wipe all the bullshit they all left on the sife
And I bounce when I feel it
Master it then, done.
I ain't from Miami
I ain't from the Westside
Coming from R-city
Headed up to the Jungle
And you still think I'm mad..

Listen I ain't going back
Look what I did
Look what you've done
I guess I made the right choice
When I ventured
In the Jungle
Listen I ain't going back
Look what I did
Look what you've done
I guess I made the right choice
When I ventured
In the Jungle

Oh lord I need all your strengh
I need the time to get back in my palms
Oh lord I see all the snakes
I see the vipers and I see them hoes
Oh lord I need all your strengh
I need the time to get back in my palms
Oh lord I see all the snakes
I see the vipers and I see them hoes

Now I can understand what he said;
"Welcome to the Jungle but you might lose yourself"
3 days no sleep and you think about death
"Rilès why you're getting pale?"
"Why you're looking so strange?"
Don't worry 'bout me
It's all in the head
Don't worry 'bout me
I'd better do it
It's all in the head
If I'm getting sick
It's all in the head
Welcome to the Jungle
It's all in the head..
So everyday Imma still bounce when I feel it
Master it then, done.
I ain't from Miami
I ain't from the Westside
Coming from R-city
Headed up to the Jungle
And you still think I'm mad..

Listen I ain't going back
Look what I did
Look what you've done
I guess I made the right choice
When I ventured
In the Jungle
Listen I ain't going back
Look what I did
Look what you've done
I guess I made the right choice
When I ventured
In the Jungle

Oh now I ain't going back
Look what I did
Look what you've done
Yes  I made the right choice
When I ventured
In the Jungle
Oh now I ain't going back
Look what I did
Look what you've done
Yes  I made the right choice
When I ventured
In the Jungle.

In the Jungle (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)

Soundcloud : http://soundcloud.com/0riles
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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)

Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
RILÈSUNDAYZ #22: 'I Love It'
____________________________________________

LYRICS:

I see they don't want us here
I know they're feeling the thrill
She wanted me to come by
But didn't know Rilès moves with the crib
Calling me for your party
Only when I be buzzin'
I do appreciate the love
So I'm bringing all my niggas with me
Now I got a little bit of fame
I little bit of money
And a little bit more heys
A little bit more fake friends
Who want to bite the plan
Tho I got my bulletproof vest 
We made over the years
You see me like a freak
Let me show you how I feast
Waseem got his pad on
So fuck your radio playlist
You wanted to use me
Show your friends that we were friends
Now we're in your momma's house
T'd up like we always did

So you said "it's been a while"
You only miss me when I'm gone
Rolling up, pouring up
Screaming "fuck'em all" loud
No we've never changed

Ohh
You don't really want us all around
I thought you knew me so wassup now
I love it when you want us to stop
I love it when you see what we're on
You don't really want us all around
I thought you knew me so wassup now
I love it when you want us to stop
I love it when you see what we're on

I know we're looking dumb
You want us out
If it ain't yours babe
It's another one
I love the way we're not caring 'bout nothin'
It's only for those nights I don't want to leave y'all
han
Savage on savage on savage
Pass me the weed I won't pass you my problems
Last night I ran too much
Y'all see me stressin' 
You came on time
I did not hit the bangbang
Always too much
Hopefully never enough
Come with the gang
You gon' forget your girl
I'm not the Rilès you saw or you heard
I'm Rilès 'You should've known me better"
From the backseat
We spent all those nights
Freestyling 'bout shit
You've been dancing, dancing, dancing over now

So you said "it's been a while"
You only miss me when I'm gone
Rolling up, pouring up
Screaming "fuck'em all" loud
No we've never changed

Ohh
You don't really want us all around
I thought you knew me so wassup now
I love it when you want us to stop
I love it when you see what we're on
You don't really want us all around
I thought you knew me so wassup now
I love it when you want us to stop
I love it when you see what we're on
You'll never replace the time
You better let us dare
I'm on a mission, you're not
You better let us dare
You'll never replace the time
You better let us dare
I'm on a mission, you're not
You better let us dare

Ohh
You don't really want us all around
I thought you knew me so wassup now
I love it when you want us to stop
I love it when you see what we're on
You don't really want us all around
I thought you knew me so wassup now
I love it when you want us to stop
I love it when you see what we're on

I Love It (Prod. Rilès)

Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
RILÈSUNDAYZ #23: 'No Talk'
____________________________________________

Ouh girl
I don't wanna talk with you
I just wanna fuck, fuck, fuck
I know you too
Ouh girl
Now it's all about the truth
We just want to fuck, fuck, fuck
Unti we swoon

Don't look at me with them eyes
Feels like you're touching me
You play with my weaknesses
Let me play with your clit
I love your dress
I love that look
And I love your lips
Don't say too much
I'd rather hear you moan in my ear
Away from prying eyes
You put your hands on my dick
You pinch your lips
I touch your peach
You call me 'daddy'
Temptation at his highest
Feels like I'm giving in
Take off that dress
Get on me girl
You won't regret

Ouh girl
I don't wanna talk with you
I just wanna fuck, fuck, fuck
I know you too
Ouh girl
Now it's all about the truth
We just want to fuck, fuck, fuck
Until we swoon

Don't care where you from
What you did 
Or what you study
But if it is the only way for me to get in
Don't care 'bout your diet
If you're vegan or glut-free
Mine's all about eating every inch of your pussy

Deep down
I know you're feeling it
Desire
Rising between your legs
Let me
Take a sip and drawn

Ouh girl
I don't wanna talk with you
I just wanna fuck, fuck, fuck
I know you too
Ouh girl
Now it's all about the truth
We just want to fuck, fuck, fuck
Untill we swoon

My lips on yours
Us on cloud 9
We ain't getting off
On me you get down
Never stop
I like the way you dance, and
Love how you dare
When You say my name

Ouh girl
I don't wanna talk with you
I just wanna fuck, fuck, fuck
I know you too
Ouh girl
Now it's all about the truth
We just want to fuck, fuck, fuck
Until we swoon

Ouh girl
I don't want to talk with you
I won't need no words
When I'll feel your touch
When we'll be as one

Real Talk (Prod. Rilès)

Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
RILÈSUNDAYZ #24: 'Twenty One'
____________________________________________

I am not a hero 
I am not a good guy
I know I will deceive ya
But my vision ain't yours
Unless proven otherwise
It's me holdin' the reins, hun?
I am not a hero 
I am not a good guy
Fuck your reckoning yeah bruh
You're watching when I speak
Listening when I paint
If you crippled, don't swin bruh

Be the best
Be the best
Be that motherfucka
Be like this
More like him
Mislead me you sucka
Me the chief
You the creep
Shape me I destroy ya
Me real indi
Well indeed
I can't really trust ya
Out of sight niggas
Corazon que no siente
Say my shit was better before
But y'all were not there
Literally sold 5 copies of my mixtape
Back in the dayz I believed in Chano's independence
Living in the stud
Pass the bull
Morning afternoon
Enclosed in the cube
Work that groove
Always got to woo
Ideas step I stew
All my beats
Got that genius brew
You better listen fool
I'm the one
Ain't no room for two
Oh lord
On my K-Dot shit
Shoutout for the flow bruh
Gotta kill my beat
Say oh lord
I'm moving too quick
You got 1 song
You're on radio
You might have ate a dick
Yea my bad if my songs get a lil darker
Me don't go outside anymore
Dayz be shapping like a looper
I don't wake up, I can't sleep
Cook a meal and make a beat
Two more then finally got ten
Cuz never satisfied with me
But I see myself improving
I learned some shit I couldn't see
Getting better than El-P
And closer to the D-R-E
Ricky Rubin, Timbo, 40 
I'm coming for your asses quick
I can and I'll still be waiting
I ain't got time
But I got will

Twenty one years old 
I work like five men
Never ever losing my momentum
Don't speak English, yet they sing my anthems
Beats too good, they don't believe I made them
Rapper, Producer, Engineer, Video Director, Painter
I don't give two fucks if you think I say it too much
Oh lately they've been too many to care about
Them toony niggas
Oh too bad, take a toothbrush
Cuz your taste is doodoo, now listen
He stated "Sing for the hoes, and rap for these niggas"
I'm Russ on steroids
And Gogh on SSRIs
King Kunta with his feet
Swing, never switch my style
Life is short
Art is not
If I die my music won't, hey
Thank God I can breathe
I can be what they can't buy
Even when I'm weak
I'm sure I'm gon fuck'em all
Thank God I can breathe
I can be what they can't buy
Your buzz is too fake
Your career is just a Vine
oh

Rilès (21) (Prod. Rilès)

PKMN (RED)(Prod. Rilès)

extrait de "Libre" le 3ème album solo d'A2H sorti le 15 avril 2015, entièrement enregistré réalisé et mixé à AK Studios (studio 1), mastering Colorsound studio mastering.

A2H - Pardonnez Moi

RILÈSUNDAYZ #42: ‘Dontreallyknow’
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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I got a thousand in my pockets
Paying drinks for everyone
Cabs on cabs, hands on hands
Long days, short nights
On the run
I’m not paying the hotel room
And I wanna see Sarah
Smoking blunts in the hotel room
Watching Rick and Morty high
I’m thinking

You don’t really know what you’ve been doing lately
I should focus more on finding who’s the real me
You don’t really show how you’ve been feeling
Something you’ve been working on
But it’s not always working out

Out of this world
But inside of my mind
I do everything I can to walk on the tightrope
Stuck in a paradox
One day I love you
The next day I’m chasing after them like Byron
I can’t fuck you cuz you’re way too beautiful
Beautiful
I don’t love you but I wish I could make love to you
All night long

I got a thousand in my pockets
Paying drinks for everyone
Cabs on cabs, hands on hands
Long days, short nights
On the run
I’m thinking

You don’t really know what you’ve been doing lately
I should focus more on finding who’s the real me
You don’t really show how you’ve been feeling
Something you’ve been working on
But it’s not always working out

Another day 
Another chance to fuck up this whole game
Another day 
Another shot to shut their mouth open
Another day 
Another hatin’ ass bitch on my way
Another dilemma rockin’ brown hair

Ok, ok, ok
I play with sirens, but this one’s different
We don’t text that much as I’m busy
She knows music’s fueling my silence
I’m not supposed to do what I’m doing
Will I ever give a fuck ‘bout some
Truth been lying ‘bout my direction
It’s gon backfire on my dumb front

I got a thousand in my pockets
Paying drinks for everyone
Cabs on cabs, hands on hands
Long days, short nights
On the run
I’m thinking

You don’t really know what you’ve been doing lately
I should focus more on finding who’s the real me
You don’t really show how you’ve been feeling
Something you’ve been working on
But it’s not always working
You don’t really know what you’ve been doing lately
I should focus more on finding who’s the real me
You don’t really show how you’ve been feeling
Something you’ve been working on
But it’s not always working out

Dontreallyknow (Prod. Rilès)

47Ter - Plus Tard

Featuring Anaïka

https://www.facebook.com/anaikamusique/

Produit par IBØ, Sam H, Majeur-Mineur & Anaïka

Lord Esperanza 

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Lord Esperanza - Sol d'étoiles ft. Anaïka

Nouvel album "L'AMOUR" dispo ici : http://smarturl.it/A2HLAMOUR
Prod : A2H & Ohleogan
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Prod/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered/Video Edited by Rilès

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EMPIRE (Prod. Rilès)

Rilès

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