art. #1703 #ngthereal 

Verse  :

100k in the pocket, it's not deserved. Corrupt industry, crooked cops.
I'm in the indie scene, always underrated like a CAF Champions League final.
Don't bite the hand that feeds you, the one-handed man told me, don't bite the hand that fingers you.
In 2023, all the rappers are into drill music, making a lot of noise.
N.W.A. is the reference.
His cat or the money, there's no preference.
We have sex, it's over, no more upcoming. If you love her, tell her, there's no shame. Lying is when you have the money, but there's no smell.
I'm scoring the 3 points, no need for a point guard, son, be quiet, listen, and honor me.
NG in rap is heavy, damn! Never sucking up for shares. (Never sucking!)
Give me the sin, I'll return the sin.
In the booth after months, I'm drunk.
Tomorrow, it's probable, today, it's certain.
So many sins, I see myself in rehab.
My heart is dark, isolating like leather.
Dark thoughts, Puma Dark, no sober mental alcohol.
Spliff in the mouth, we broke the rules.
I can't love you, the pockets are empty.
RCN, the new school is coming soon.
Rapping the street is too trendy.
I'm bringing a banger in 2023, too many fakes, NG gives a voice to the mute.
I'm starting, I bring in the money like Benzé, Lettres_capitales is underrated.

Under...
...rated

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1703 Freestyle RCN

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#1703 #ngthereal
translation :

Verse 1:

My name is ***
And I loved you, I left without being loved
In my family, I'm not the oldest, not the youngest, I'm the beloved one
I didn't grow up in wealth, opulence, or poverty
I grew up with a father, a mother, brothers, and an older sister
Since I was little, I learned that only money brings joy
When my grandma's life depended on a few ten-dollar bills
I wasn't sure, I wasn't ready, but as a kid, I had to be there
I saw death draw a broken heart through the window
My childhood was troubled by the spiritual, at eight, it was a ritual
Atheist father, Christian mother, fulled with data in the system
Hard to find my way when I left home for high school
There, I experienced group life, differences, and relationships

Verse 2:

Couple life, it's not easy, I cast doubt on it
Life's a curve, without love, it'd be crazy
I'm too proud to admit it, but I loved you with all my being
Everything I have, I earned it, I gave you everything I had
But you left without saying anything, I appreciate your whims
Today, I wish you the worst, hoping you'll come back to me
I still love you, but I dare not say it
I think of you when I lick Louise

Under LSD, I see life in reverse, birds bite, and the sky splits
Not static, I'm in motion
Changing tactics, it's in the movement, on the podium will be my last dance like Indila
Stars in the sky remind me that life is an illusion


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NG - BEETHOZART

Verse 1:

I'm writing at midnight but I'm not sleepy, I smoke my soul every morning
I dream of sleeping on Mont Fermeil, mind awake
I thank the Lord for his kindness and his great wonders
Life is a rental; at the end of the contract, we're all the same

Fuck the francs CFA, pay me in Solana, I'm Onana
I stop the peaks of the envious, fuck the NSA and Father Santa
FrançAfrique, 80 - 20 are the percentages
In my city, the 2007 ones manage patriarchs

Managing patriarchs, they want marriage, I've grown up so much in truth that I don't play the character
Baby, remove the makeup, I want to love you seeing you without makeup, peace of heart is in the foliage, life is a flower without camouflage, I want to dance far in the clouds, far from worries but close to storms, penetrate your ass more than a drilling, I have the mindset of an elderly person

Either you do it, or you don't, suck to forget memory gets plundered

We tackle each other in stories, with you, Baby, Sex-story
I can't tell you sorry, shoutout, Santos LF Coryin
We tackle each other in stories, with you, Baby, Sex-story
I can't tell you sorry, shoutout, Santos LF Coryin

Music is for the soul what the soul is for the body, what the soul craves for the heart, it's what the soul is for men
I learn to shut up when I'm wrong, alone when I fall asleep
I see the LED lights of Paradise knives in my body

Knives in my body, knives in my body, I see the LED lights of Paradise knives in my body

verse 2 :

OK, it's Lettres_capitales, you know, never forgive, she sucked his dick
I roll up in black tracksuit, don't worry, my darling, I'm not the vigilante
Their phobia is the bailiff, champagne dull, first the money, I'm fixed
I have dictos in my throat, shoutout to the officer, who gets bribed for 10 grand

10 grand, it's the recipe of a 20-year-old slut, don't act like a junkie, your record is de-vi, control your dick and your mouth first enemies

She asks me for oral sex, I love when your back is bare, I grab you by the hair and you moan, ebony wants big dick, I'm known, you love it, Go ahead, tell her without restraint, there's no "soni"

A blessing in disguise, you got raped, you fall in love with your rapist
I don't give a fuck about Viagra, my Baby's curves are better
NG has the strength of the Maasai, underrated but I remain the best
The same ones who baptize you, the same ones who sodomize you, these guys are fuckers

Luxury fuckers, my generation thinks Apple is a luxury, infinite inspiration like the end of Tetris, you listen to NG cognitive saturation
Cognitive saturation, never fucked but she got herpes
here, quarrels start with a "tianga" coin
your favorite rapper got my name tattooed on his ass

verse 3 :

If you don't listen to me, it's because you're not fresh
I come for dollars, not for francs CFA
I passed far ahead, they stayed, they eat "mosseka"
Congolese 2.4.2, all-terrain NG rushes without looking
I'm in the frame, no need to readjust
I'm breaking records, haters go rage (oops)

At noon, you call me, sorry, Baby, I'm with A. Mirabelle
You bumped into my ex coming out of the hotel with Arthur, so is she not allergic to eggplant!?
Paris is magical, Brazza is crazy
Paris is tragic, Brazza has flavor
Baby wants cuddles, I want money
Darling, what do you want? I want it all

All all all, in your heart I want it all All all all all
Soft soft soft, when I'm there it must be soft soft soft soft soft
All all all, in your heart I want it all All all all all
Soft soft soft, when I'm there it must be soft soft soft soft soft

Darling I want it all, Darling I want it all, Darling I want it all all all all all
My heart goes soft, My heart goes soft, My heart goes soft soft soft soft soft
Darling I want it all, Darling I want it all, Darling I want it all all all all all


THOUGHTS (IIIXVIIMMIV)

1703 Freestyle Part. 1

Art: Peace on the World, Peace on the Heart, Amen.

1703 Freestyle RCN

NG

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