watch it pal...that is my favorite track ever...lmao killed that track (still wicked homie) lol

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Just outta this World ... outta tha Universe ...

Wet Tables

" PULSE "

We Are Going to Hell Fast w/ Alan Watts

I KNOW ITS BEEN AWHILE BUT I MOVED TO CANADA SO I  WASNT AROUND MY FGM FAMILY ANYMORE...ITS TURNING OUT TO BE A VERY DUMB MOVE ON MY PART BUT THANKS TO RASHAAD I HAVE A REALLY GOOD MICROPHONE AND I WILL BE HITTING YOU WITH SOME BIZARRE VIBES...SHOUT OUT TO CUZZO DJ DECEPTAKHAN AKA RASHAAD FOR GIVING ME A REMARKABLE MIXDOWN...PEACE AND BACON GREASE!!!!!

EYES OF HATE - DEADWRONG - BLACK MAMBA CLICK - DJ DECEPTAKHAN MASTERED

Produced By: 7ink

Lyrics:

Tripping out my mind like I'm a schizo
They all got my music as their ringtone
45 on me like I'm Donovan Mitchell
Boy we send you up if you try fucking with my kin foe
Popped some teachers out here tryna get some insight
Two gs make me focus on the good up in life
Clocked in, I been putting in time
But I'm still out striking shit like I was up at pinstripes

Nah, nah, hold on, that ain't what we gon' be on right now
I'm tryna
I'm fucking
I'm tryna
I'm tripping, goddamn

Aye, aye, boy I'm out my mind
I'm tripping off the fucking envy that I took at nine
Aye, aye, aye, I'm on demon time
I had hopped up in the booth to try and find my peace of mind
But if he fucking with the team, we hit his mind right with this piece, aye
Big choppa, it gon' leave you wrangled like a jeep, aye
Big shotta, they gon' hear me all up in the east
In the north, in the west, they gon' hear me overseas, aye
I had dropped a bag on a foreign all cash
I just popped a tag, had to go and blow a bag
Sport mode in the whip, cuz I push it like a scat
And it's sport mode on your bitch 'cause she ride up on me fast
Fast mode, fast life, I can't ever hold on
It's ironic how you is a bitch and never been up in one
I got mad dope, mad ice, and I keep that pole on
Anyway to make that money, I'ma have to go and get some
And it's Pinterest with his location, we make sure that we pin it
And if he even try and fidget, find his block and get to spinning
Boy I run this shit like track and field, but they the ones who sprinting
I got 20/20 vision, reason why I keep my distance
They all soft like they were linen
If you cross me, you ain't winning
Get 'em off me, boy, this shit exhausting
They all like my children
I ain't meek, but I need millions
In a haze, but I ain't Killian
Boy, I never made a beat, but everything I make is filthy
Man I'm feeling schizophrenic 'cause of what I'm seeing
Boy, I'm tweaking
Off two grams, I'm geeking
Take two more and I'll be seeing demons
Fuck trying heroic
Grab the casamigos, get to pouring
Grab my blunt and get to lighting
Burn one up, let's get to toking

Tripping out my mind (I been tripping)
I been tryna clear my mind (I'm having visions)
Millions on that dotted line (It's big business)
You would think I'm doing crime cuz the numbers looking fine (I'm out my mind)
Tripping out my mind (Hard to control it)
And my plug still doing time (They tryna hold her)
We can't get no peace of mind (If we stay sober)
So we gon' keep on smoking and the bitches keep on pouring (I'm out my mind)
So we gon' keep on smoking and the bitches keep on pouring (I'm out my mind)
And she won't do it sober
Off the henny, she go up and down like she a roller coaster (I'm out my mind)

XUT MYY M1ND

Free Sprit (India Trap)

FREE FREESTYLE LYRICS FOR PRACTICE WRITTEN BY JAII SKILLZ HD

Yo, phone call come through, said we headin' to the city
Packed the ting quick, ain't got time for feelin' pity
Jet set flight, landed in the cold and grey
Concrete jungle, heard the locals shoutin' "Oi, blay!"

Red double decker’s rollin', horns be beep beep loud
Man dem lookin' serious, amongst the bustling crowd
Side eyes tossed around, tension in the air
I see the postcode, know exactly why they're there

Corner shop spillin’ out with the late night crew
Young Gs on the block, know exactly what to do
Hoodies pulled up tight, faces kinda low
Whispers in the alley, where the secrets flow

Bikes speedin' past, a blur of silhouettes
Sirens wailin' out, ain't no time for regrets
Dudes flashin' shiny, know they ain't playin' games
This ain’t no postcard scene, London’s changed its name

Big Ben in the distance, just a landmark in the view
Underneath the surface, things ain't lookin' shiny and new
From the block to the palace, a lotta' things divide
But the hustle’s the same, on every side

[FREE] Drill Type Beat -Central Cee x NY Drill x Headie One [ Prod. By Jaii Skillz HD ]

The Noise

Luchador

remedy

Para escuchar la versión original https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/a-las-seis-de-la-manana-version-original

Para escuchar la versión instrumental https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/a-las-seis-de-la-manana-version-instrumental

Producción: Luis Sanvicente
Voz: Dazz Deva

A ti, que cuando suena el reloj
sientes las garras de la pereza;
que abres las calles igual que yo 
cuando aún vigilan las estrellas.

A ti, que nunca escuché tu voz
aunque te conozco desde siempre;
que te veo con frío y calor 
pero seguimos estando ausentes.

A ti, quiero pedirte un favor:
que me dediques una sonrisa
por la mañana si, en tu opinión,
no tengo que ver al oculista.

Estribillo

A las seis de la mañana
casi no veo corbatas
ni uniformes salvadores
ni cochazos ni sotanas.

A las seis de la mañana
veo sólo a los obreros:
unos marchan y otros vuelven
silenciosos por el sueño.

A las seis de la mañana
¡ay! qué bien se está en la cama
sobre todo cuando tienes
bien cubiertas las espaldas. 

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A ti, que tienes que trabajar
en la rutina, sin motivarte;
que estás sin fuerza para luchar
contra los que quieren explotarte.

A ti, que vives con la ilusión 
de que un día cambiará tu suerte;
que los fines de semana son
los que mantienen viva la fuente.

Estribillo

AT SIX IN THE MORNING

To you, that when the clock rings
you feel the claws of laziness;
that you open the streets just like me
when the stars are still watching.

To you, who never heard your voice
although I've known you forever;
I see you hot and cold
but we are still absent.

I want to ask you a favor:
give me a smile
in the morning yes, in your opinion,
I don't have to see the eye doctor.

CHORUS

At six in the morning
I hardly see ties
nor rescue uniforms
neither cars nor cassocks.

At six in the morning
I see only the workers:
some leave and others return
Silent by sleep

At six in the morning
Oh! how good it is in bed
especially when you have
their backs well covered.

-------------------

To you, you have to work
in the routine, without motivating you;
that you are without strength to fight
against those who want to exploit you.

To you, who live with the illusion
that one day your luck will change;
that weekends are
those who keep the fountain alive.

I want to ask you a favor:
give me a smile
in the morning yes, in your opinion,
I don't have to see the eye doctor.

CHORUS

A LAS 6 DE LA MAÑANA (VOZ DAZZ DEVA) Ver texto

Black Mamba Click for life. Mc DeadWrong, Novahkaine J, Sagonus Typhoon Knight, Nbg JackPot, The Overlord of Production & Eastside Fritz & Dj DeceptaKhan 🐍🐍

EYES OF HATE - DEADWRONG - BLACK MAMBA CLICK - DJ DECEPTAKHAN MASTERED

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