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Scribila - Warzone (prod.saint cardona)

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Scribila - Warzone (prod.saint cardona)

"Ongelmii"  
 
Beat produced by: 
 VeeKaeyy  
https://soundcloud.com/veekaeyy
 https://www.instagram.com/veekaeyy/ 

 Patrick 
https://soundcloud.com/patrick_29002
 https://www.beatstars.com/patrick5755_ 
 https://www.youtube.com/@ProdPatrick_ 
 
 LYRICS

Mul ei oo ongelmii
Mä pidän siitä kii
Et mul on omat hitit
aina mintis eli clean

Mul ei oo ongelmii
Mä pidän huolen siit
Et mul on omat bägit
Aina mintis eli clean

Joo ei oo ongelmii
Mä pidän siitä kii
Et mul on omat piirit
Aina mintis eli clean

Joo ei oo ongelmii
Mä pidän siitä kii
Että nää riimit pysyy
Aina mintis eli clean

Alkaa kyllästyttää jäbät jotka junailee mun hommii
Sippaa seiskasta viitee torin kulmal sitä rommii
Kattoo meitsii niiku oisin ratkomassa niiden
Ota koppii mut ei nappaa kiinni kaikest mitä puhun

Sulkujen jälkee sulut rivin välissä ne luvut
Jos ei ongelma ratkee päälle ne puvut on
Pakko näit ämceitä safkaa

Puhelu katkee ja vittuun ne nuput nyt
Tullaa mun veljiä vastaan

En mä odota hetkee ollaa jo sujut
Vaik pakko se raudasta taittaa

Ei oo huolii, kun ne kadehtii
Sun menestystä salettii
Pidä pää pinnal

Ei oo huolii, kun ne kadehtii
Sun menestystä salettii
Kunnes sä voit vaa sanoo itelles

Mul ei oo ongelmii
Mä pidän siitä kii
Et mul on omat hitit
Aina mintis eli clean

Mul ei oo ongelmii
Mä pidän huolen siit
Et mul on omat bägit
Aina mintis eli clean

Joo ei oo ongelmii
Mä pidän siitä kii
Et mul on omat piirit
Aina mintis eli clean

Joo ei oo ongelmii
Mä pidän siitä kii
Että nää riimit pysyy
Aina mintis eli clean

Aika luokaton meno vähän liianki pirtee
Meikä chillaa nii kaua ku mä oon JP
Pistän hanttii ku ne koittaa mulle iskee
Ongelmii, en mä pysty olla nihkee

Valittaa sitä ja valittaa tätä
Mullaki elämä koita se nähä
Feidaa ne jäbät ja Feidaa ne kämät
Se on bisnestä veli voita se tänää

Älä fakkiin jää vaik on alttiin nää
Jäbät paiskii duunia puolivaloilla

Pidä valmiin pää vaikka nalkkiin jäät
Sit on aika seistä sun omil jaloilla

Ei oo aikaa tääl tuhlata virheille
Ota blosset jos äänet ei hiljene
Himmenee katse mut omista biiteille
Viimeinen hetki 

Ei oo huolii, kun ne kadehtii
Sun menestystä salettii
Pidä pää pinnal

Ei oo huolii, kun ne kadehtii
Sun menestystä salettii
Kunnes sä voit vaa sanoo itelles

Mul ei oo ongelmii
Mä pidän siitä kii
Et mul on omat hitit
Aina mintis eli clean

Mul ei oo ongelmii
Mä pidän huolen siit
Et mul on omat bägit
Aina mintis eli clean

Joo ei oo ongelmii
Mä pidän siitä kii
Et mul on omat piirit
Aina mintis eli clean

Joo ei oo ongelmii
Mä pidän siitä kii
Että nää riimit pysyy
Aina mintis eli clean

Ongelmii (Prod. VeeKaeyy & Patrick)

April 28 2022 12:40AM Finished
Posted 8/21/24 4:58PM

"Everything Was just right there" Prod.diordakid

First recorded in February 2023.
From the album After Bar Sinister.

It's a song about me dog dying.

This new version was mixed and mastered by
Woods Studio Norway Mixing and Mastering 
www.soundcloud.com/woods_studio 

LYRICS

Chucking away.
The time you thought you'd saved up.
Just a lot of descents. 
You're putting off your makeup.
Till they've had their say.
Now you are feeling lonely.
The world turning grey.
They all get a say. 

Can't save it all.
Throw it all away.
Stop saving up for a rainy day. 

The unwritten page.
Your future feeding slowly.
Solely displayed.
So you feel haunted ghostly.
A blanket of rage.
A warming cloth of kindness.
A look of dismay.
A feeling obeyed.

Can't save a thing.
Not a piece of cake.
It's never yours, it just goes to waste.

Can't waste a thing.
As it slips away.
No point in waiting for a chosen day.

Next thing you know.
You've got a ways to go.
But you cannot know.
If you will get a go.
Time can go slow,
But also run away from.
And quickly fade.
A sudden shade.

Can't save it all.
Throw it all away.
Stop saving up for a rainy day. 





You Can't Take It With You [2024 Remaster]

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Writing to the instrumental "Expanded", by Ogi feel the Beat.
(https://pixabay.com/music/beats-ogi-feel-the-beat-expanded-191267/)

Track number 6 out of my debut EP "Ideias Trapped in Technicalities", out 23.01.2025.

Hunting for everything I don't know.

Lyrics:
"Batendo cabeça nessa
Mesa de massa espessa
Cinza como o céu que peço
Que me traga uma peça
Pois me sinto quebrar
.
A sós acumulando sais
Sob o solo dos lençóis
Faísca ao fósforo
Nossa foda a vós é foz,
A desaguar
.
Sem voz de tanto escutar falsetes falsos
Profetas propagando profanos fatos
Pra metas prometem fábulas
Profundo vazamento de tabulas
.
Ausências cromáticas
Em telas de vidas saturadas
Competências faturadas
Divididas em maracutaias
.
Esse é o som do frankenstein testando a cobaia
Caiu no cantar da sereia e morreu na praia
Meu escritório é em qualquer lugar longe da tua laia
Switch lanes like a drunk driver
Up the price like christmas time for Mariah
.
.
Ikki the phoenix, I’m coming back with the fire
Pick pocket, Luck locking his ticket to retire
Like Mike Vick bro, you don’t got the dogs that require
To withstand the wolves I got on call like Dylan O’Bryan
.
I’m running, gap hunting, watch the maze fall down
Straight to the endzone like a Go rout
My name over whoever like a pronoun
Football move made, can not let it go now
.
Can not let it go of the introspective
Detached from the flesh, feeling self self-destructive
In his room with the pen, like playing detective
Plan the mood board, the clue is himself
.
(looking at the stars)
A Lion’s road within, feel like I’m Dev Patel
(line drawn, so if you draw)
Against O.S, like a cry for help
.
.
I’m hunting 
For everything I don't know
Allow a bird to fly and witness 
How far it can go
Gotta risk the fact that it may never come back
But dropping seeds of sunshine, love and fresh air
I can trust
Where this flower grows”

Picture taken by Jimmy Gonçalo

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My response to what my life has become. I also did the bass work on this track

All Ive needed to say

Lyrics:
Godless, I couldn't see it 'till the fall
'Till the flames came, the stars dropped
I collapse from Heaven to Hell
Hamiel, you taught me much
But I can't clean this city alone
Without my wings, without guidance
This guardian angel needs his guard
I never noticed, these streets run red
With every sinner's brand new kill
On every hill, another noose
Another crucifixion scene
I could've sworn that just last week
These graves were flower beds
"They were, my ward, this sin is new,
I suppose he's set your final task"

Could've sworn
Could've could've could've could've 
Could've sworn
Could've sworn
Could've could've could've could've 
Could've sworn Could've sworn
Sworn

I could've sworn that just last week
These graves were flower beds
I couldn't see it 'till the fall
This town is godless
The flames came, stars dropped

I said to Hamiel "we need to get back"
But the whites in his eyes
Had faded to black
"You must stay in this city, it's still yours to protect"
So I did as he said, as fast as he came he left

A wise old man, hung his cat from a tree
His eyes were blank
He said the devil made him do it
A girl murders her friend one night
Snuck in, drew from blood a sigil
Her eye had faded to a deep red
I showered her torment in vision
She repented

I could've sworn that just last week
These graves were flower beds
I couldn't see it 'till the fall
This town is godless
The flames came, stars dropped

"Who did this to you"
"He wore a thousand faces.
There was beauty in his eyes.
But soon it faded."

"Hamiel, so" now I scream to the heavens
"Is this what you call love?
Is this what you call protection?"
"I never promised to save this feeble race,
You were a part of the plan,
Now for the night of judgement"
Strike me down
The clouds turned red
Yom HaDin
The sky opened up

I could've sworn that just last week
These graves were flower beds
I couldn't see it 'till the fall
This town is godless
The flames came, stars dropped

There, stood in the wreckage
With tattered wings and body red
The face of ages, the lord of flames
Samiel
Hamiel approached without caution
They embraced each other
Like long lost friends
And with their hands held together
They ascended into Heaven
Then they grabbed me by the throat
And dragged me as high as they could go
They held me there, and made me watch
As my home turned to ash
I fought their grip, even if I'd fall
I wouldn't go down like this
I said "Hamiel, what happened here?
What happened to the good we'd do?"
I saw a change in his eyes
His blacks faded blacks to whites
He looked at me, then Samiel
Then Heaven, half in dust
As fast as sound, he grabbed Samiel
And dragged him to the ground
He choked him on the city hall steps
They pavement shook at magnitude eight
A cloud of dust shrouded them
But I could hear every cut
When the dust settled, the sky was blue
And there was only
Wings and bones.

I could've sworn that just last week
These graves were flower beds
I couldn't see it 'till the fall
This town is godless
The flames came

I could've sworn that just last week
These graves were flower beds
I couldn't see it 'till the fall
This town is godless
The flames came, stars dropped

BABYLON TERRACE

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music!)
(Ayy, let’s go!)
(Yeah, yeah, uh-huh!)
Shawty keeps calling (RIng!)
Up with the team and we are ballin (Woo!)

[Chorus]
Big bands, yeah, they stackin' too tall (Too tall!)
Fast lane life, can’t stop, can’t stall (Nah!)
Came from the dirt, now I flex, I ball (Let’s ball!)
Drip too sick, got ‘em pressed, they call (Ring!)
Speed up the grind, never slow, I’m gone (Gone!)
Gas on the pedal, let it burn, no wrongs (Woo!)
Ice on the neck like it came from a storm (Storm!)
Fast talk money, yeah, the bag transform (Ayy!)

[Verse 1]
Step on the gas, no time for a break (Brrra!)
Came from the bottom, now my dreams I take (Take!)
Diamonds so loud, they scream in my face (Face!)
Runnin' through the city like I own this race (Skrrt!)
Woo! Hit the spot, then I’m gone too quick (Too quick!)
Big step moves, got the whole crew lit (Lit!)
Money talk fast, gotta flip that brick (Brick!)
They cap too much, man, they ain't legit (Nah!)
I’m in the zone, no sleep, no pause (No pause!)
They see the wins, now they lookin’ lost (Woo!)
Brrra! Real king, yeah, I hold the boss sauce (Sauce!)
Talk big checks, turn the hate to applause (Ayy!)

[Chorus]
Big bands, yeah, they stackin' too tall (Too tall!)
Fast lane life, can’t stop, can’t stall (Stall!)
Came from the dirt, now I flex, I ball (Let’s ball!)
Drip too sick, got ‘em pressed, they call (Ring!)
Speed up the grind, never slow, I’m gone (Gone!)
Gas on the pedal, let it burn, no wrongs (Woo!)
Ice on the neck like it came from a storm (Storm!)
Fast talk money, yeah, the bag transform (Ayy!)

[Verse 2]
I’m movin’ quick like a bullet through air (Woo!)
Stackin’ the money, I double the share (Share!)
Opps in my lane? Better know I don’t care (Nah!)
They throwin’ shade, but they don’t compare (Skrrt!)
Bounce out the whip, then I make that flip (Flip!)
They talk too slow, better pick that script (Ayy!)
Hunnid on the dash, and I’m takin’ no trips (Trips!)
Chain too cold, make the sunlight dip (Brrra!)
Fast life moves, yeah, I’m built like this (This!)
Hustle on my name, can’t miss my shifts (Nah!)
Talkin’ too big, but they life on glitch (Woo!)
I’m all in the bag, that’s a certified hit (Hit!)

[Bridge]
I don’t play games when I’m runnin’ these plays (Plays!)
Cash on demand, yeah, I’m buildin’ my lane (Lane!)
Too much drip, leave puddles in my wake (Wake!)
Came for the crown, now they chant my name (Ayy!)

[Chorus]
Big bands, yeah, they stackin' too tall (Tall!)
Fast lane life, can’t stop, can’t stall (Stall!)
Came from the dirt, now I flex, I ball (Woo!)
Drip too sick, got ‘em pressed, they call (Call!)
Speed up the grind, never slow, I’m gone (Gone!)
Gas on the pedal, let it burn, no wrongs (Woo!)
Ice on the neck like it came from a storm (Storm!)
Fast talk money, yeah, the bag transform (Woo!)

[Outro]
(PMO Music!)
(Ayy!)
Quick moves, big wins, yeah, you know I’m live (Live!)
Too fast for the slow, yeah, I thrive, I thrive (Thrive!)
Big drip, big wave, yeah, I’m built to survive 


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