Copy of Daily Drops

Timeline Gangsters by FlyingMarlin

Money Talks Dirty

SayNoMo

ᴠᴀʀᴛᴀɴᴏᴠᴠᴠ.16 ʀᴇᴍɪx – растаман (slowed)

what can i do (organ mix) sean coy & deckstar

Смоки Мо & Miyagi - Монблан

Вася Кимо & Витя Сенс - капли

MYNBAY - Жұлдыз

They told you it mattered, said it's the prize, Made you believe—but it’s all disguise. Lines were drawn, flags were waved, Yet beneath it all—it's dung they crave.

They made borders, built up sides, Fed you lies—had you collide. Made you fight over scraps in the sand, While they stack gold—clean hands, planned.

Politicians talk, cameras spin, History twists—where’d it begin? You shed blood, they raise their glass, Wars for nothing—yet they still last.

Wake Up From The Illusion, Yo, why you fighting for dung? Why you battling for crumbs? They sell the dream, rig the game, Yet we still stand—won’t play lame.

The Madness! In Street wars, bank wars, power wars, fake, Yet the real controllers—stay out the take. They watch, they laugh, they lay back fine, While the people bleed—blind to design.

Economy stretched, debt climbs high, Yet they print the money—still tell the lie. You work, they scheme, you fight, they feast, Yet you defend them—like loyal beasts.

Wake up from the illusion!  See Look beyond, see past the spin, Ain’t about land—it’s control within. Ain’t about pride—just puppets on strings, Keep you in chains—while they wear rings.

The currency’s fake, the system’s sold, Yet they make you fight—for things they control. But wisdom breathes, truth breaks through, And now we rise—flip the view.

The Moment to Stand Up Break the chains, drop the lies, Ain’t fighting for dung—we open eyes. Real wealth ain't gold, ain't fame, ain't flags, It’s knowing the trick—dodging their traps.

No more wars for leaders’ schemes, No more fighting in fake regimes. If we rise, if we see, if we flip, They lose the grip—reality rips.

No More Playing Their Game Yo, why you fighting for dung? Why you battling for crumbs? They sell the dream, rig the game, Yet we still stand—won’t play lame.

It was never about nations, never about land, It was illusion—crafted by hand. But now we see, now we know, And the world shakes—truth will flow.

Fighting For Dung

This is for all those who go through what I do

Voices in my head, got me talkin’ to the wall,
Every night I hear the whispers, tryna make a brother fall.
Stress in my chest, but I’ll never drop dead,
Fuck the system, I rise with the voices in my head.
Paranoid steps, every move I tread,
Cops on my hole, but they ain’t got me yet.


Nights in the trap, I ain’t slept in a week,
Eyes on the door, hear the floorboards creak.
Sirens in the wind, got my heart on edge,
But I’m standin’ on the line, won’t step off the ledge.
Judge wanna bury me, system wanna fold me,
Homies turned ghost when the cops tried to hold me.
Pressure on my shoulders, but I fight instead,
Can’t drown me out, I got voices in my head.

Voices in my head, got me talkin’ to the wall,
Every night I hear the whispers, tryna make a brother fall.
Stress in my chest, but I’ll never drop dead,
Fuck the system, I rise with the voices in my head.
Paranoid steps, every move I tread,
Cops on my hole, but they ain’t got me yet.


Whispers in the dark, sayin’ “watch who you trust,
Loyalty’s fake, most the love just rust.
Brothers in the dirt, too many names on stone,
Got me writin’ in the night, bleed my pain through the phone.
Ankle chain tight, but my dreams still move,
I’m a product of the struggle, living proof in the booth.
Can’t silence my truth, I speak what they dread,
Fuck a crooked badge, I got voices in my head.

Voices in my head, got me talkin’ to the wall,
Every night I hear the whispers, tryna make a brother fall.
Stress in my chest, but I’ll never drop dead,
Fuck the system, I rise with the voices in my head.
Paranoid steps, every move I tread,
Cops on my hole, but they ain’t got me yet.

Smoke in the air, can’t see but I breathe,
Pain in my gut, but I still don’t leave.
Cops kickin’ doors, but they late to the show,
I’ve been playin’ this game, and they too slow.
Time on my wrist, still I write my fate,
I’m the last one standin’ when they close that gate.
Blood in my pen, every word I bled,
Truth in my soul with these voices in my head.

Voices in my head, got me talkin’ to the wall,
Every night I hear the whispers, tryna make a brother fall.
Stress in my chest, but I’ll never drop dead,
Fuck the system, I rise with the voices in my head.
Paranoid steps, every move I tread,
Cops on my hole, but they ain’t got me yet.

System on my neck, but I’ll never say quit,
Born in the fire, I was made for this shit.
Can’t cage the mind, can’t choke my flow,
I spit what I live, and the struggle gon’ show.
Even if the reaper try to drag me to the dead,
I’ll fight till I’m gone with the voices in my head.


Cops on my hole, but I still walk free,
Fuck the system, they can’t break me.
Scars on my body, but I rise instead,
Whole life haunted by the voices in my head.

Voice’s In My Head

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HESOYAM - Бывает

I'm feeling so hollow
Like the pity I swallow
Like darkness is inches away
And I'm breathing in sorrow

And I'm done with this fight
And I'm done hiding it
I've had a poison in my veins
And I'm done riding

That's me being frozen
To hell with corrosion
I'm done being broken
By my own erosion
I'm so done giving up
To these phantom voices
I've had a serpent in my skull
And he's eating my choices
I've had a serpent in my skull
And he's eating my choices

I'm sick of feeling whips crackling my spine
I'm sick of feeling drained like I'm bleeding time
It's like I've got a cage and I'm locked inside
Man, I'm screaming, but I can't even find the light

I'm done sinking, oh, can I break it or not?
How many of them fake smiles do I got?
How many more nights will I waste in my head
Full of rage at myself like I'm racing to dead

Well, this is me ripping myself from the grave
This is a key for a prisoner's cage
This is my war to reclaim what I made
I'm coming for blood like my anger's a blade
Yeah, I'm just a monster in chains
I'm like a spark in the dark trying to break from the pain
I've been given these scars of mine
And if that's not enough, man, then what kind of life is mine?

That's me being frozen
To hell with corrosion
I'm done being broken
By my own erosion
I'm so done giving up
To these phantom voices
I've had a serpent in my skull
And he's eating my choices
I've had a serpent in my skull
And he's eating my choices

I see the serpent now as clear as bone and teeth
I see it crawling through my thoughts
Feeding on what I could fear to keep me beneath
I see the serpent now as clear as you and me
Maybe it's a lie to be free
But I see truth
So let's get venom off these fangs
Alright!

That's me being frozen
To hell with corrosion
I'm done being broken
By my own erosion
I'm so done giving up
To these phantom voices
I've had a serpent in my skull
And he's eating my choices
I've had a serpent in my skull
And he's eating my choices

Serpent In My Skull

Cold night-drive trap story: pressure, power, and memory turning into armor.

WALKED IN LIKE WINTER WITH A LOADED CALM

Produced By Jourdain Casper.


Tempo: 86 BPM
Style: G-Funk × Lo-Fi Hip-Hop


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