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Destroyer Of Worlds

A new project in 12 parts ...

The concept of EXIDUB is to merge Dub with other musical styles, reggae of course but also electro, jungle, techno, hip hop ,drill ,trap and why not other genres...The part 1 is the introduction 

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EXIDUB PART 1 INTRODUBTION

EXIDUB  PART 1 -INTRODUBTION (Future Dub)

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Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/te-olvide-version-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión a capela  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/te-olvide-ac

Te olvidé 

Yo pensaba que me amabas,
nunca vi que me engañabas.
Quizás porque te quería,
como hoy ya no podría.

Por un tiempo fui sin rumbo,
sin sosiego ni un segundo.
La herida ya no sangraba
pero el daño no amainaba.

Estribillo

Todo aquello terminó,
te marchaste y me olvidé.
Fue muy duro lo sé bien
pero el sol ya apareció.
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Hoy mi vida sigue andando,
ya no vivo en el pasado.
Lo que duele se disuelve
y el amor ya no me muerde.

Estribillo

I forgot you

I thought you loved me,
I never saw that you were cheating on me.
Maybe because I loved you,
like I couldn't today.

For a while I was aimless,
without a second's rest.

The wound no longer bled,
but the damage didn't subside.

Chorus

All that ended,
you left, and I forgot.

It was very hard, I know,
but the sun has risen.
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Today my life goes on,
I no longer live in the past.
What hurts dissolves,
and love no longer bites me.

Chorus

Te olvidé

Love

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Lyrics:

Intro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah—(woo) rock-paper-scissor when we slide in the yard (yeah)
Youngins jugglin’ plays while they flippin’ the cards (flip)
Private party, private party—no phones, no charge (nah)
Ain’t got money, ain’t got money? Then don’t even start (pow)

[Hook]
Ey bitch we go hard (yeah)
Ey bitch we go hard (go hard)
Living it large (large)
Living it large (large)
Different apart (apart)
Different apart (apart)
Ey bitch we go hard (woo)
Ey bitch we go hard (go hard)

[Verse 1]
Rock-paper-scissor, lil’ mama choose a winner (winner)
Shorty wanna ride but I ain’t even with her (nah)
Pole in the back with a beam—shit shimmer (brra)
YN’s in the lobby tryna prep for the dinner (skrrt)
Bad bitch plus four—yeah they comin’ in a row (row)
Say less huts—(ieh) shorty ready for the show (show)
Ooh no phones—no problem—just flow (flow)
Plug on the block keep the whole shit glow (glow)

Them stickers—esco movers—private party full of trappers (trappers)
Wifeys actin’ jokers but they know about the matters (facts)
I want you to go, want you back on the floor (woo)
Want you to stand then sit then drop once more (drop)
Want you to walk, want you to crawl (crawl)
Want you to bend—push back like you brawlin’ the wall (pow)

Eatin’ we share it (share it)
Playin’ you wear it (wear it)
We toss that cash to the hoes who swear it and dare it (yeah)
Represent with the gang—help your buddy ask your friend (friend)
Represent with the gang—help your buddy ask again (again)
I represent with the gang—help your buddy to the end (end)

[Hook]
Ey bitch we go hard
Ey bitch we go hard
Living it large
Living it large
Different apart
Different apart
Ey bitch we go hard
Ey bitch we go hard

[Verse 2]
Hola mami with papi—(let’s go)
Private party movin' sloppy—nada stoppin’ the posse (posse)
Grab that cape lil’ shorty gotta roll in the whip (skrrt)
Doesn’t matter where she sit—got black schmetta wit da drip (drip)
Gas gas gone—balloons and liquor free (free)
Bitch enough energy—livin’ life heavily (woo)
No phones allowed—nothing blockin’ what you feel (nah)
Don’t like me from a private account—keep it real (real)

For them Wings I play rock-paper-scissor (scissor)
But I don’t know if I wanna lose or be the victor (victor)
Chillin’—baby bring your friends to the center (center)
Underestimate the vibe—till it glitch your whole system, killer (brra)

New meat on the deck (deck)
Security Jose askin’ for the keys to the wreck (wreck)
I’m too slick—so don’t mind the words I flex (flex)
Call me Jerr, call me Boo, call me Slash when I step (slash)

[Hook]
Ey bitch we go hard
Ey bitch we go hard
Living it large
Living it large
Different apart
Different apart
Ey bitch we go hard
Ey bitch we go hard

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Rock-paper-scissor—shorty choose your card (card)
Private party movin’ crazy with the gang on guard (guard)
Ain’t got money? Ain’t got money? Then don’t even start (nah)
Ey bitch—yeah bitch—know we go hard (hard)

Rock Paper Scissor [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
I slide through the night steady (I slide)
Fuck shadows when the street ready (brra)
My heartbeat drum loud heavy (wooh)
Whole block shake wild deadly (pow)

[Chorus 1]
I slide with my fuckin’
That’s why all these nigas look pissed now
My clock stay glowin’ bloodred
Treat it like my baby cuz it’s my fuckin’ trophy
Oh fuck
They yell when my squad step inside heavy bass boomin’
Okay
Baddies wanna ride us though they know our name burn hotter than steel flames

[Verse 1]
Concrete sing when I march on the gravel (yeah)
Fuckin’ with the pole make the whole street unravel (pow)
Movin’ like a phantom with a beam on the barrel (wooh)
YN’s in the back turn your block to a chapel (grrr)
Plays move tight, every flip too tactical (skrrt)
Fuck talk cheap when the risk mathematical (brra)
Scope on point make the scene look graphical (boom)
Ops run fast but the stick still classical (brra)
Whip with no fade—slide clean, automatic (skrrt)
Money stack tall but the climb problematic (fuck)
Plug drop codes like a old-school manuscript (wooh)
Bag get sealed then tossed—done accurate (flip)
Draco on hum make the whole hood passionate (grrr)
One wrong step make your history inadequate (gone)
I’m posted on the block where the tension stay adamant (pow)
Every night’s a war but the wins turn extravagant (amen)

[Chorus 2]
I move with my killers
That’s why all these nigas stare tight now
My stick keep sparkin’ bloodred
Hold it like my infant cuz it’s my fuckin’ trophy
Oh fuck
They scream when we pull in with that pressure unloadin’
Okay
Baddies tryna chase us though they know our fire melt everything near flames

[Verse 2]
Fuck the disguise—my aura too violent (yeah)
Beam on his dome turn the moment to silence (pow)
Blue bills sleep in the safe like giants (racks)
Slide on a hater—his courage go quiet (wooh)
Plays on lock make the trap feel private (skrrt)
Stick on repeat like a drumline riot (brra)
Credit too high make the bank go biased (run it)
Slab in the trunk then gone—now I’m sci-fi (gone)
Talk on the net? Better pray you can back it (say it)
Pull up in flesh—watch your bravery vanish (pussy)
I bag, flip, stack—elevate my status (up)
Circle stay wolfed, we don’t trust no actors (grrr)
Night stay wicked when the mask get active (no face)
Streetlight blink like the city radioactive (yeah)
One call in the wind make the whole set massive (brra)
Shells on the floor leave the crime scene passive (pow)

[Chorus 1]
I slide with my fuckin’
That’s why all these nigas look pissed now
My clock stay glowin’ bloodred
Treat it like my baby cuz it’s my fuckin’ trophy
Oh fuck
They yell when my squad step inside heavy bass boomin’
Okay
Baddies wanna ride us though they know our name burn hotter than steel flames

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
We grind till the sun fall (never)
Plays rise when the guns call (brra)

I Slide [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music) (Yeah)
Uh, yeah, yeah (Woo)
Let’s get it (Skrrt)

[Chorus]
I been grindin’ through the fire, ain't no way I'm slowin’ down (Nah) (Uh)
Came up from the trenches, now my name ring through the town (Ding-ding)
Told my mama we ain't stressin', got my feet up on the ground (Feet up)
Turned my losses into lessons, now they wanna come around (Oh yeah)
We was broke, now we ballin’ (Ballin’)
Got the city in my pocket (Pocket)
Used to dream about this lifestyle (Lifestyle)
Now I wake up and I got it (I got it)

[Verse 1]
Uh, pressure made diamonds, I shine when it's dark (Yeah)
Had to cut ties, they was playin' they part (Facts)
Wasn’t no love when I slept in my car (Nah)
Now I drop racks when I walk in the mall (Let's go)
They ain’t believe me, I told ‘em just watch (Watch)
Now every show, got ‘em floodin’ the spot (Woo)
Money and power, I wanted a lot (A lot)
Came out the mud, I ain't ever forgot (Nah)
I see the fake through the Cartier lens (Lens)
Trusting these rappers? It all just depends (Depends)
They talk on the net, but they never gon’ spin (Spin)
I keep it solid, I don’t gotta bend (Nah)
Took all my pain, now it's all in these flows (Flows)
Hunnid round drum if they play with my bros (Brrt)
Been through the storm, but I’m stayin’ composed (Yeah)
I know my worth, so I stick to the code (Facts)

[Chorus]
I been grindin’ through the fire, ain't no way I'm slowin’ down (Nah) (Uh)
Came up from the trenches, now my name ring through the town (Ding-ding)
Told my mama we ain't stressin', got my feet up on the ground (Feet up)
Turned my losses into lessons, now they wanna come around (Oh yeah)
We was broke, now we ballin’ (Ballin’)
Got the city in my pocket (Pocket)
Used to dream about this lifestyle (Lifestyle)
Now I wake up and I got it (I got it)

[Verse 2]
I ain't switch up, had to level my plays (Nah)
Cut off the leeches, they get in the way (Woo)
Now it’s deposits and million-dollar stays (Yeah)
I need a mansion that sit by the bay (Let’s go)
I need a Wraith with the stars in the ceiling (Ceiling)
I need respect, I need more than a feeling (Feeling)
Been in my zone, ain't no way I been chillin' (Nah)
They wasn't there when I needed some healin' (Facts)
I turned the pain into gold (Gold)
Turned all the doubt into hope (Hope)
I put my trust in the hustle (Hustle)
Never could trust in a soul (Nah)
I put the fam on my back (Back)
I got the city intact (Yeah)
I put my foot on they neck (Neck)
Ain't no way we goin’ back (Nah)

[Chorus]
I been grindin’ through the fire, ain't no way I'm slowin’ down (Nah) (Uh)
Came up from the trenches, now my name ring through the town (Ding-ding)
Told my mama we ain't stressin', got my feet up on the ground (Feet up)
Turned my losses into lessons, now they wanna come around (Oh yeah)
We was broke, now we ballin’ (Ballin’)
Got the city in my pocket (Pocket)
Used to dream about this lifestyle (Lifestyle)
Now I wake up and I got it (I got it)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)

I Got It V2 [Prod. PMO Music]

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