CONTRADICTIONS par Franky Fade.

Avec l'aide de Sambé, Miko, DoomX, Pops & Poolboy, Loure, ict.
Mix par Roberto Viglione.
Master par Richard Addison.

Sous licence exclusive à Bonsound

FFreestyle

Vésuve

Murder My Ego

La Perche

Cellules

Bon Ami

CONTRADICTIONS par Franky Fade

Avec l'aide de Sambé, DoomX, Miko, Pops & Poolboy, Loure, ict, Maky Lavender, SLM.

Mix par Roberto Viglione
Master par Richard Addison / Trillium Mastering


Sous licence exclusive à Bonsound

VVM (feat Maky Lavender & SLM)

Vertige

Rewind

Métal

Interstellaire (prod. Franquis Marsouin)

Prod. @proderis
Thx @escogrif for the mix.

Lyrics  :

Never thought I’d walk away from the goal
‘till I saw the gold
I wasn’t anything like this from the go
But my heart got cold, girl
Yeah it got cold
Then it got colder
Yeah I got gold
You go girl	   	 	   
 
Turn off the lights, it’s hurting my eyes
Soul is like the night, skin like a vampire
You’re turning the knife inside of my mind
I’m losing my sight I’m bout to go blind

Who do you say has been asking around?
Tell‘em I am not in town
Who do you think will be snatching a crown
Not these fucking clowns

I will do none what you say
Cage me and I’ll break away

Pass me a mufucking spark
Only light you see when Im smokin in the dark
I don’t worry ‘bout narcs   
If you tell on us they’ll find you in the park
Nothing you say can be of use so please go away
Always obstructing my views, get out of the way 
‘Cause I’m about to blow a fucking hole
Right inside the heart of this globe
Blow my fucking load
Right in the stomach of this hoe
Heart of gold but I sold it
Now I’m only folding
Bitches and money that’s what they wanna hear I told it
Huh Don’t tell me that’s not what you’re craving
I see you aching for your fix like a junkie misbehaving
I’m like the plug you know I dug out another diamond
Now turn off the lights tell me if it still shining

Turn off the lights yeah it’s hurting my eyes
Soul is like the night my skin like a vampire
You’re turning the knife right inside of my mind
I’m losing my sight think I’m bout to go blind

Franky Fade - Turn Off the Lights (Prod. ERIS)

Bars: FF
Prod : Furanki Fadu
Words : 
I’m the best fucking MC you’ve (n)ever heard
Fuck a second 
Only losers and the first
Wait a second
I need you to quench my thirst
Dwyane Wade with the buzzer beater end of third
Free bird
When I hit em with the Lick
Lynard Skynard 
Screaming Hallelujah got me feeling like Leonard
Trapping out the crib
Like I just moved to Atlanta
Got the sugar sweet
Yours is fake like Splenda
Back to former splendor
With a twist of that new shit
Feel like a Messiah
Got the hair like Jesus
But the voice is like Mariah
Got on my high horses you can call me Roughrider
Flipping the verse
Grazing the curb
Skr skrr
J’ai les frites avec les curds
Pis la sauce brune
Homie 
Toute la poutine baby
Yeah le shit est greasy finger licking good
Donne un show pis j'vois ta gurr qui donnait du coude

Samedi Style Libre

Prod. @sambrais
Mix : @sambrais, @escogrif & FF
VIDEOCLIP : https://youtu.be/Ekw7_33J5NY

Diamonds EP - 18.11.17

Lyrics:
J’ai fait trois points sur le “and one”	  
Yeah imma ball hog i dont give none
Faded MC y’already know im on one
L A F A C you know we ‘bout to get some

Turn around J pis le L pape
Wish I could get fame from a sex tape
Instead I been waiting on payday
Writing lyrics in a gray haze

Been brushing my teeth for an hour 
Still spitting nasty shit
Y’a rien de pastiché
Yuh j’te vois t’enticher	
They keep bumping my shit even louder
I’m just tryina finish this
I’m trying to reminisce
The last time that I missed

Jfocus tellement sur le flot (flow)
Jvois même plus les parents
You been sleeping on the floor (flow)
Comme un itinerant
Franky number 24
Fadeaway pis ca rentre
Yeah Y’a une couple de miches au four
Qui font pencher la balance	
Yeah ça grimpe pis ça descend comme un kid qui s’balance
So j’vire crinqué sur un temps, mais ça c’est en permanence
Franky diamond in the rough mets-ça sur ton alliance
Yeah je sais qu’le playstyle est soft, still j’augmente mon avance

Diamond in the rough
Yeah you better trust
Can’t wait to prove I ain’t a bust
It’s never enough
Even in a rush
Take it all baby better readjust

C’est le kid qui a le sickest quickest jumpshot
Touche rien d’autre que la chaîne
Pis je skid, hit a lick so slick comme un drop shot
Pas d’témoin sur la scène
How long he keeps it is ridiculous 
How does it do it so meticulous
Everyone watching but so far away obligated to pull out the binoculars
Handle business like a true hustler
Never bother for a new watch alert
Keep it humble I ain’t buying the gold ‘cause the goal is platinum plaque  I can burn

Focus tellement sur le flot j’vois même plus les parents
You been sleeping on the floor comme un itinérant
Il est né en mille neuf cent quatre vingt seize
Jamais saisi
Yung Leo comme si je chill avec Scorcese
-
Keep it jazzy
Count Basie
So hazy
Never lazy
Breaking ankles with a hesi
And I don’t carry no Uzi nah
Jeune mobster
With no firepower
Higher than Eiffel Tower
Looking down and spitting 
Call it acid shower
Come on pass the powder
I’m about to devour
Faces off of all you cowards
Scour it clean so you can’t scream any louder
I’ve passed many hours
Fasting now it’s time to eat the whole chowder
I’ll buy the whole counter
I’m out of the hole watch me
Get a hold of you doubters
Out in the cold
but I got some coal burning
Inside of my chest
Spitting bullets
Better get a vest
Le head bobbin est plus contagieux que la peste
Yeah c’est le F A to the fucking D E
Double F boy c’est plus chaud qu’a Tahiti
Yeah c’est le F A to the motherfucking D E
Y’already know this shit is ‘bout to get hazy  
Faded

Diamonds (In the Rough)[prod. sambé]

Produit, mixé, masterisé par @sambrais a.k.a. sambé 
Barz par FF & @blancoxcvi 💎💎💎
Lyrics :
Rolling errday 
Ro Rolling errday
So much going on 
Y faut j’me change les idées
All black errthing even the soul  
Bitch get out of my sight quand j’suis dans ma zone
J’ai des sick idées dans ma tête
Pis le gars qui quête est la dernière des choses à laquelle je songe
C’est pas de la sauge dans le paper
Pourquoi les gars payent pas
Ah pis fuck it j’pense à rien j’fais juste remplir mes tympans
J’ai rempli mes vingts ans
De beats et de vin blanc
Pis d’un ptit peu d’weed
Ouin j’suis ben ben convaincant
Rolling errday 
Ro Rolling errday
So much going on 
Y faut j’me change les idées
All black errthang
All black
All black errthang even the soul
(Rollin', rollin'
Tous les jours la même affaire)
-
Le soir tard, sittin' dans le fond d'un bar crowdé 
À ruminer des shits, la mine sombre pis les bras croisés  
I mean t'as jamais vu un gars qui est aussi que lame que ça 
Pis t'aimes ça 
J'suis charmant anti-so comme Hunter S Thompson 
Still 
Jveux get wavy, j'veux get happy 
J'veux get mon quato d'fleur every week comme un hippy 
Pass' j'aime get high sur les ondes sonores 
Les autres sont morts 
Pas un fucker dans la place qui maîtrise son art 
Chu bout' les choses massives 
Prose passive 
T'oses t'assir? 
Mais y'a pas d'place pour les fake cats, faque t'es mieux fold, c't'assez 
Le gars c'est Blanco 
Y fume juste du danko 
C'est 514-wesh-side
And we smokin on fresh mild
-
All black errthang sauf la peau
J’ai un moteur Diesel qui se camoufle sous l’capot
Sauve ta peau l’ami
Ma pyromanie
Pas diplomatique
Je spit des munitions d’manière semi-automatique
J’ai quatro pneumatiques 
Pis un toit panoramique
Mon truc est efficace
Toi t’es genre homéopathique
So j’me concentre sur mes shits
Pis j’me mêle de mes affaires
Pour pas perdre mon énergie 
Sur toutes les choses qui vont d’travers
Là ça va faire
Pas capable de m’concentrer
Ça fait que j’m’en va roll up	
J’ai pas personne à concerter
*Respire* 
Récompensé  
La voila l’inspiration
Donne moi un ptit deux minutes que j’reprenne ma respiration
And I'm rolling err'day

Rolling (Part 2)(feat. Blanco) [prod. sambé]

Produit, mixé, masterisé par @sambrais a.k.a. sambé 
Barz par FF 💎💎💎
Lyrics :
I ain’t lucky with these hoes nah
Nights have a bit too many holes now
Might not make very old nah
But when I saw you you brought me a pretty hope I was
Riding ‘round frosted 
Think I lost it
Trying to get rounds fired like my boss did
My ass busted
Weed is dusty
Nothing good coming ‘til I saw yours in a doorway
You had a shine to you like a lighter in the dark
And when you whine you could hit it out the ballpark
A glass of wine and I showed her where my car’s parked
She ain’t no rhinestone Oh nah
She got that vermillion dress
Worth a million 
Essence of lioness from Sierra Leone
Crossing double lines she don’t even know what we on
And all I wanna ask is

Tell me where you like it, what to do
Tell me how you feel girl
Be my next meal girl
Know it feels like a dream I don’t even know if it’s real girl yeah
If heaven’s on earth then it must be you
I’ll tell you how you feel girl
Perfect motion  
Mixed emotions
Let’s take another sip of the potion 

You know my shit legit,dawg
Pretty  eyes 
Oh pretty pretty eyes
Won’t you be my muse oh I’m very serious
Very devious
But you know how I like that
Come on baby you didn’t have to do em like that
Where’s your mic at
We could do a duet
Fall crazy in love like we Romeo and Juliet
Without the dying part
That ain’t no way to love
I’ll make you feel more alive
than you ever was
Let’s run away yeah let’s run away
To a place
Where we’re safe
From this race
World spinning at such a pace
And all I wanna ask is

Tmwyli [prod. sambé]

TÉLÉCHARGEMENT GRATUIT/FREE DOWNLOAD : http://bit.ly/2BXE8Rh
I wish you all the best
Prod. François Fondu
Mix. @sambrais

Lyrics :
They  always wanna put me down on a Sunday
Shame on all y’all 
You know the money always comes around on the worst days
Wiping out tears with a hundred dollar bill 
Why you wanna put me down on a Sunday
Blessed be all y’all
You know the money always comes around on the worst days
Wiping out the tears, wiping out the tears 

Rolling out of bed I got water in my eyes
It’s a new day
Rolling out of bed I got money on my mind 	 	 
It’s a new day

Dropped out of college I feel like mister West
Meaning I’m the best	  
Or just a mofucking pest
You decide, yeah
You divide, yeah
You devise my whole life 
If that’s what your heart desires
You can slide in my DMs, please oblige
I’ve been lonely as fuck
They say it gets worst with time
I got the best friends ever
And a family I’d die for
But I feel I’m running circles like a mo’fucking NASCAR

Flippin’ through that paper like a notebook
A year ago I wasn’t getting no looks
No need for recipes like I’m an old cook
In a year Imma be King fuck a rook

Rolling out of bed I got water in my eyes
It’s a new day
Rolling out of bed I got money on my mind 	 	 
It’s a new day

They  always wanna put me down on a Sunday
Shame on all y’all 
You know the money always comes around on the worst days
Wiping out tears with a hundred dollar bill 
Why you wanna put me down on a Sunday
Blessed be all y’all
You know the money always comes around on the worst days
Wiping out the tears, wiping out the tears

Franky Fade 💎

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