riles

Peps Liberta - Tom DC

Rilès I put myself in big trouble

La vérité

Je veux

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!

Itunes

Should I (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

Earthquake (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 #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 ..

iTunes

Rebeus in Oran (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 #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 #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..

[Écoutez avec un casque pour un bon son.]
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