Think about the past ey
All i've ever passed was the rim of my ashtray
Lying was my best trait
To Parents or to state payed
Agencies about unpaid
Paperwork or pay dates

But I remember Beyblades
And the whole days based on play dates
In the basement for the big space
Where we chased dave through the whole room with a toy mace

Then my first Js
And my first drink
And the herbs bigger than the girls thing
With the weed always on the the good shit
And the ganja never judge a fat kid

We so damn quick to jump the gun
Everybody run ey everybody run
From the gun their pointing at your legs out of fun
Everybody's part of the trigger finger scum

Every now and then I picture people at their best
Snap back with the Hennessy my people on the gas
Laid back with no jealousy no evil fuck the past
Way back with no enemies no pain in my ass ey
Never off the grass ey
Taking out the trash ey
Eyes half shut
Roll a blunt on a banshee
Hope the people of tomorrow staying friendly
Catching idiots with a smile and some candy

And I'm an idiot like the rest
Head's in my hands like an idiot at the desk
Cash saved up and I blew it on the hash
Same damn choice seems the make it through the past

Same problem through my whole life
Used to talk about em through the whole night
With a pillow back then low life
Then a pill popped changed a cold night
Man it could've ended on a cold night
On the steep road outside hillside
In a cheap ride almost capsized
And the gangs dead brother gas light

No clue what the news do to the kids right out of preschool
Like the whole world's just a shit show
With the budget cut and cheap crew

But hey we got drama
crime marijuana
But time's worth nothing when you're running from a gunner

Every now and then I picture people at their best
Snap back with the Hennessy my people on the gas
Laid back with no jealousy no evil fuck the past
Way back with no enemies no pain in my ass ey
Never off the grass ey
Taking out the trash ey
Eyes half shut
Roll a blunt on a banshee
Hope the people of tomorrow staying friendly
Catching idiots with a smile and some candy

Everybody lonely
Everybody call me
Always too stoned in my house with my homies
Always get a nosebleed
Cocaine cut with the stretch ain't for me
Everybody haunt me
Everybody lonely
Everybody call me
Always too stoned in my house with my homies
Always get a nosebleed
Cocaine cut with the stretch
Ain't for me

Every now and then I picture people at their best
Snap back with the Hennessy my people on the gas
Laid back with no jealousy no evil fuck the past
Way back with no enemies no pain in my ass ey
Never off the grass ey
Taking out the trash ey
Eyes half shut
Roll a blunt on a banshee
Hope the people of tomorrow staying friendly
Catching idiots with a smile and some candy


840.

Hennessy

Hennessy - NKalis

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Lyrics:

You make something out of nothing 
Break me and still got me loving you
You make something out of nothing 
Break me and still got me loving you 

Yea you can just imagine how it went 
I’ve got many many friends 
And do everything I can 
Turn my energy to bands 
Magic in my hands 
tatt "magic" to her ass
All the Charley-Peter Pans 
Its a problem I don’t see   
Yea I choose to look away 
Looking all the other ways
Make an entertaining Stay
Entertaining pays 
Inevitable gains 
Heaven into flames 
Break the epidemic chains 

Epidemic what 
Epidemic you can kiss my ass 
You dramatic about the past 
Now you probably finish last 
What 
We ain’t on our best 
Got the damn Devils signature on our chest

You make something out of nothing 
Break me and still got me loving you
You make something out of nothing 
Break me and still got me loving you

Oh nicht schon wieder so ein Abend 
Ich hab über Tage wie ne Strafe diesen Magen 
Und alle können nur sagen
Oh hab ich doch gesagt
Oh du weist woran es lag 
Oh Nein du lagst nur da 
Oh alle hatten Angst 
Oma sagt mir tu mir das nicht an 
Wieso tattoos an der Hand 
Wieso nochmal angeklagt 
Wieso jede nach so lang 
Immer schläft du auf ner Bank 
Immer Tage lang nur wach 
Auf Droge rappen in ein Schrank 

You make something out of nothing 
Break me and still got me loving you
You make something out of nothing 
Break me and still got me loving you

Midnight Tapes 001 - Entertaining Stay

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GReeeN - Interstellar

[LYRICS]

Ugh enough with letdowns 
From now got a minute to live 
I got a fear that from now its a step down 
Man i aint just rare im a myth 
i feel so close to one 
Starting to drift 
Between someone not making the list 
And a whole new mufucker 
disfigure the game 
Chanel the hate 
What i fear, make my bitch 

Ugh i may come off as insane 
I may remain the same despite the  blame  
Anyone lay on me
you pick a day 
My perception aint grey
Pessimistic or flames 

But i keep my energy 
Building my dream 
This fire inside of me 
That buildin up steam 
Imma be popin my lid 
Make it seem 
I cut the red light 
The rest parkin at green

Imma show you in the race 
Your drink come in a cup 
My drink come in a case 
~ I smoke my way up 
To those up in the base 
Then i tear them apart 
Like White powder by blades 

Thers an enemy within the clouds 
Be it out of my lungs ~ 
or right bove my house 
Either way im gonnaa make it my bitch 
With my sound 
Aint gonna stop till my team wear the crown 





Tell me no 
Tell me yes 
Tell me what i know
What i should have guessed 

Try to tell me 
What to think about 
But the voices in my head 
Theyre too loud 

Tell me no 
Tell me yes
Dont tell me why 
Ey fuck the rest 

Try to tell me what i did 
Beg me to hear you out 
But the voices in my head 
are too loud 




Nononono i wont listen 
I know this bad luck just an intermission 
Like i know what goes up 
Landin like a missile
And the feelin of love fleat 
Like pills on a bed side 

Man this aint gonna end right 
Man this aint gonna end right 
Need to change what is in sight 
Need to change what i felt like 

So i talk and i walk with a shield 
As a top 
kill the mob make me rock 
Back and forth with the talk 
Drop a cough dead eyes 
But aint sobbing a lot 
Pop pills smoke ice 
Stash drugs in my sock 
Closed up fat lock 
On my little black box 
Aint a record of my flight time 
Too many hours for a clock 
Only chase the high on my time 

And oh .no dont you worry about 
You aint got a .clue wht im sorry bout 
Just see .me with a smile or a frown 
See me happy or .cry 
I remain as a clown 
cant see why 
I stand in the light as 
A weak link 
Love to bump him 
Start a fight 
What does he think 
Motherfucker tryna hitch a ride 
Straight down to hell
Ugh im just high 



Drowning
My life vest 
The downing 
My conquest 
Me sounding 
The best in my town and 
I wont stop the pounding 

Nah i found the door 
Fuck all the rest 
This ones straight to the core 
The Keluar Exit a visit’s in store 
Malaysia baby like 10 years before 

The city thats takin my fear
The city thats taking my money with bier 
The price duty free when we reach Langkawii 
And the ganj usually free 
Cos we sell on the street 

I call my homies and on come a fleat 
797 we make memorie 
Chuti loh batu fearing gurney   
Honda accord with the sport exhaust speed

I had the ginie 
I had the girl 
I had the cash but a shit load to learn 
But now i wind back 
Rewind make me curl 
Checking the bottom of bottles for pearls 
But i got my people with me 
Afitna baby rewind it for me 
ACAB kill the racist for free 
But just a distraction 
Najib or Nazi.

Voices

Antifuchs - Still (TACKA77 RMX)

Stoned ohne Grund

Nur Bekannte

Tarek K.I.Z - Ticket hier raus (1.1x Sped up + Reverb)

LYRICS
I breath fire 
Don't need air 
Just get higher 
Brother I don't care

Aint no liar
Babe i get scared 
So Hand me that lighter 
Leave me impaired 

My own hysteria 
Lost in a sea 
Higher grade liqour 
Till i cant see
All this VIP payed for me 
I cant leave this shit made for me 


Just don't think anymore 
Walk through the door 
Throat feeling saw 
Man i cant sing no more 
Cant feel my jaw 
I need a drink 
I need to hit the store 
Im on the brink i need 
A couple more 

I needa say I need a 
Recap all of my steps 
Raise the bar pick it up on my reps 
ain't blessed i ain't smart 
Could've guessed
Head to my toes 
The whole world see a mess 

Man i could've known 
But i didn't im stressed 
I should've flown to this chick 
Made the best 
Of the worst 
With the air thats still left in my chest 
Man i don't care theres no future to past 

I don't need air 
I need a benz 
Its no fair and it
Makes no sense 
But i know its theres a lot
i want the rest 
Imma take all 
Wont leave with less 



Rest for a bit 
Rest homie sit 
Rest of the j 
Grave dug where it is 
Man it is what it is 
Got a list if the names 
Wanna kill with my fists

I keep em all in my backpocket 
Leave their head throbbing 
Do some techtonic 
Redefine poppin 
In em old days cold plaza 
Missing Gurney drive 
Where we sold Ganja 

All these streets of my past that i rode
Making leads and the bars that i wrote 
At the bar where i tagged Nd got told 
What the fuck 
My whole gang get in mode 
At the back of my truck 

They go In the drain 
let them all float 
Goes for your dumbass 
Your bitch hit the road 
Get in the club and a pill out her throat

DON't Need AIR

NKalis

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