Rilès

Amina

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Sick back get your favorite drink and enjoy

Cause I'm Bone

Le Loup des Steppes

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

VIDEO

BROTHERS (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #2: 'Should I'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom
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LYRICS:

Why I wanna stay when they all leave?
Should I smoke your alcohol or drink some weed?
Shit, I'm confused, what the fuck Imma sayin'?
On your pussy Imma go super sayan.. sayan!

Should I stay sober until the end?
Should I get wasted until my mind's erased?
Even though reality gon' slap me straight
It's hand might break got too many things in my head, my head!
Should I make a song, or should I make three more
Should I be the best, or should I be the one
Should I stand still, or should I, should I run
My left hand got the keys, but the other got a gun
Should I feel a doubt when I'm watching the news
Should I fuck with industry or should I refuse
Should I tell everybody I love, "I love you"
Should I wake my problems up or should I hit snooze

Why I wanna stay when they all leave?
Should I smoke your alcohol or drink some weed?
Shit, I'm confused, what the fuck Imma sayin'?
On your pussy Imma go super sayan.. sayan!

Do I really need to fuck her now?
My mind's tricking my body on Negrita
I know what I gotta do to make her cry
Should I stay tonight, or should I say goodbye,
Goodbye
Should I love this girl? no I won't even try
Should I feel ashamed? no, but should I feel proud
Would I be the same if I wasn't that high, nigga
Should I be earthbounded when my head's in the sky
Should I be generous if I wanna be liked
Should I be omnipresent to keep up this psych
Should I be the first, or should I be the last one
Should I fuck up the game, or should I win this fight..

Why I wanna stay when they all leave?
Should I smoke your alcohol or drink some weed?
Shit, I'm confused, what the fuck Imma sayin'?
On your pussy Imma go super sayan.. sayan!

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Should I (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 #12: 'The Heartbreak'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom 

LYRICS:

Bang, bang, bang
She fucked it up
She stole my heart
But she rose my soul, my soul
She rose my soul, listen babe
Bang, bang, bang
She fucked it up
She stole my heart
But she rose my soul, my soul
She rose my soul, let me say
Hey,
What you've done?
Look at me
Look at me now

I guess I shouldn't make a song for you
Why the fuck I felt like at home with you?
But sometimes home ain't 'bout 4 walls
It's just two eyes and a heartbeat
And you fucked it up on your own, don't ya?
I guess I should've shed a tear for you
But I ain't really had the time for it
I used to have a good heart
Now tell me where the fuck he at
I might have lost it in your bed
Babe I know I was young
And maybe I was stupid
Is it 'cuz I hate love that I'd rather fuck them groupies?
I came off as strong but the inner me was dying
Acting like nothing's wrong
Maybe I'm good at lying

Bang, bang, bang
She fucked it up
She stole my heart
But she rose my soul, my soul
She rose my soul, let me say
Hey,
What you've done?
Look at me
Look at me now

I guess I should've been involved in it
I guess I should've bought you flowers, ain't it?
But ego's hell of a drug
I don't want to lose it up
So Imma love you like I love baby
I which I was a better me for ya
But I don't really have the time for it
They'd rather build relationships
But they all look undecided
When they be talking about their own future
Yeah I know I'm still young
And I know I'm fucking stupid
To say I came off as strong
Damn I'm really good at lying

Bang, bang, bang
She fucked it up
She stole my heart
But she rose my soul, my soul
She rose my soul, let me say
Hey,
What you've done?
Look at me
Look at me now

Maybe you tried
Not to love me
Only when you were drunk
Only when you were high

Bang, bang, bang
She fucked it up
She stole my heart
Tho she rose my soul, my soul
She rose my soul
Bang, bang, bang
She fucked it up
She stole my heart
But she rose my soul, my soul
She rose my soul, let me say

Hey,
What you've done?
Look at me
Look at me now
yé.

iTunes

The Heartbreak (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)

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 #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 #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)

Rilès - BROTHERS

Un rap "mélodique" mêlant émotions et musicalité. Un mélange de sonorités électroniques et acoustiques.

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WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE

MARIJUANA

Rêver plus grand

7ème ciel

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

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