TwoDaySound - Wild Winter

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Anam Hermit & Matt James - Wanted International (Prod. The Italian Job)

Dancing Queen

"No matter what, no matter where, no matter when imma still go in" - Jacob Julius

No Matter What - (Prod. Jacob Julius)

Poème de TS Eliot ( Les hommes creux ) The hollow Men 1925
Lecture des paragraphes IV à V 

IV

Les yeux ne sont pas ici
Il n’y a pas d’yeux ici
Dans cette vallée d’étoiles mourantes
Dans cette vallée creuse
Cette mâchoire brisée de nos royaumes perdus

En cet ultime lieu de rencontre
Nous tâtonnons ensemble
Evitant de parler
Rassemblés là sur cette plage du fleuve enflé

Sans regard, à moins que
Les yeux ne reparaissent
Telle l’étoile perpétuelle
La rose aux maints pétales
Du royaume crépusculaire de la mort
Le seul espoir
D’hommes vides.

V

Tournons autour du fi-guier
De Barbarie, de Barbarie
Tournons autour du fi-guier
Avant qu’le jour se soit levé.

Entre l’idée
Et la réalité
Entre le mouvement
Et l’acte
Tombe l’Ombre

Car Tien est le Royaume

Entre la conception
Et la création
Entre l’émotion
Et la réponse
Tombe l’Ombre

La vie est très longue

Entre le désir
Et le spasme
Entre la puissance
Et l’existence
Entre l’essence
Et la descente
Tombe l’Ombre

Car Tien est le Royaume

Car Tien est
La vie est
Car Tien est

C’est ainsi que finit le monde
C’est ainsi que finit le monde
C’est ainsi que finit le monde
Pas sur un Boum, sur un murmure.

Les hommes creux II ( TS Eliot )

Les Hommes Creux II ( TS Eliot )

Will - KEON X (prod. by Gauteng)

WANNA BES

VERSE1
If you spark trees, bark please;
Cus Im outside looking for those dark fiends;

I hear your heart beats, and my heart bleeds;
For those who went broke, and blame court fees;

The fetti hustled us! Its cus we hustlers;
Cop off the gram man, but never call us customers;

If you talk trash, about the fetti clan;
We’ll leave your daughter on the border, like a mexican;

And I should mention friend; I’ll stab her in the chest again;
Then notify the next of kin; Of the whole that she’s resting in;

Please don’t mess wit them; Those is X’s men;
Not the rapper, but the trapper, from the West Clan;

We never been the type to have fake I.Ds;
We down to prove that we real no matter where we be;

Break beaks, like a beast, flip birds from trees;
If you aint about that see; you just a wanna be;

HOOK1

Verse2

If you got a rough life, than you got the right to hustle that;
And give the hands to any man, that ever trys to fuck wit that;

If you was born poor, you inherit the hood;
And never let the privileged, stand where you stood;

Point out the clown, that got his dad and his mom;
And they got a good job, and bought everything they got on;

But they still on the stripe, still making it hot;
Still trying to chill, while you selling your rocks;

Never let um rock , where you getting it ock;
Cus if y’all end up getting knocked, he’s telling the cops;

Theres no haven, for a raven, that aint part of your flock;
No getting money, wit a dummy, who never starved on the block;

You  live a good life my dude; you got shit misconscrewed; 
It aint sick and cool; To keep skipping school;

Bring you closer to the lilacs; Poser, wheres your mind at? 
You a wanna be crook, Stick to comic books and mind craft;

HOOK2

VERSE3
These dudes out here, all they respect is fear;
That Minnesota Clear, Ciggeretts and beer;

What you want be? You wanna be addicted;
You wanna give up your check, to me in an instant;

Cus Ill take it, Fuck is you thinking?
I dont chill around fiends, all these fiends given statements;

FREE TRELLY Boy; My 1010 and fetti boys;
Dudes, who kept it quite and did they time, without any noise;

This life is hell, i don’t know why they praise it;
They act like its they favorite; Then they turn around and blame it;

Now its your birth place; That caught you your first case;
You shouldn’t of been aloud, to sell loud in the first place;

Where I come from you gotta push and scrap;
If you think about pushing a pack; Thats the way it is;

These cold streets are paved with bodies of Gs;
Good intentions and wanna bes;

Wanna Bes

Obsibilo

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Wanna Bes

Killa-G

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