Gilli X Noah Carter - Mmm

Lamin - Maneuver Freestyle.mp3

MAS x Anton Westerlin - Bag Gardinerne Freestyle (Unreleased)

Jeg ejer ingen rettigheder til denne sang. Ophavsretten tilhører P3 og Noah Carter.

Noah Carter - Freestyle (P3)

"Har vi det?" Snippet. Noah Carter ft. Benny Jamz. Prod. Anton Westerlin.

Noah Carter ft. Benny Jamz - Har vi det? (snippet)

Lamin- LAVINER (skyll.info)

3 Flows Performance - Noah Carter - CPH Platform X Red Bull Three Flows

Æblesaft freestyle - Mas

MAS - Der ik nogen (unreleased)

Is it real?
I mean really?
What does it mean?
Yeah I seen your latest scene
Claiming you the real thing
All due respect,
Couldn't understand
A fucking thing.
Hold that thought—

[Young 4-year-old's voice]
"Daaaad! Daaaad!"

"Shit."

[Footsteps hurrying down stairs, breathing heavy]

"I'm coming! You ok?! Be right there!"

[Footsteps fading, running up stairs]

This is how I write my bars,
When I'm not at work.
At work I scribble them
Between customers, voice-to-text
While I'm driving there to home and back—
I wonder if my lyrics show the pause?
Like when you study a handwritten letter
It's alive, can see the breath,
The thoughts that made you pause,
Pressure where feelings hit 'em hard,
The letters that connect,
Written fast or with the careful weight
Of every word being meaningful.

I doubt it, nobody really paying much
Attention at all,
Only paying for fairy tales,
Performances, the feeling of
Having it all, problems resolved
Soul dying, you know they lying,
But fuck it all,
What's the point of really trying?

My proprietary style,
Ain't a secret, ain't a tactic to go viral
It's creation bearing impossible weight
Doing it with a smile.
If I showed every time I got interrupted,
Songs would sound more like…

Yo

I got

Nothing

Running on

Fumes— I…

[Delete, backspace typing sound]

…Got so much to say

Forgot the rest…
Restart.
Rewrite, well after midnight
Eyelids heavy, soft glow, night mode
Digital lunation waning,
Aura fading, time to go…

[Light snoring sounds]

Could've left it there, cut it out,
Tossed the transcript of me living
Describing what's really there—
But there I be.

This ain't profound.
I'm only speaking what you all edit out.
Tired of these performances
Leaving living out.
If you listening
We all wondering the same thing:
Is it real?
Anyone still real out there?
What you think?
How can you even tell?
Do I feel real?
Are feelings really real?
What do it all mean?

Shifting gears like mid-clause,
Ain't necessarily artistic choice,
Sometimes demanded elsewhere
A few minutes, a few hours,
'Til I return,
A hundred starts
Just to start,
Maybe just priming the pump,
Every moment gotta count when
Life be burning you up.
A hundred more moments
Compressing years into
Seconds, got to
Keep up with the times
This century—
I feel it any day,
Might not be able to say
Such things eventually.

I'm just guessing, just asking
The right questions to the wrong
Persons, just improvising every line
Ain't got time for rehearsing—
Hold up, I'm sorry,

Hate

To

Leave,

But.

Y'all ever tried to write a bar
While your son is screaming…

MAS x Anton Westerlin - Bag Gardinerne Freestyle (Unreleased)

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