LOS CACAS (My Dick No Baratas) - J.Poofs Ft. ᴀɪXXXTENTACION

New Sound du 19 Juin 2025 ce son, tourne à 90 Bpm
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Projet 1373 UnknowProd M.R. FT. Immortal Technique 90 BPM MAST. L.P.

Inspired by Dante Alighieri’s Divine Comedy | Inferno | Circles 7-9 of 9: Violence, Fraud, Treachery
Chorus inspired Immortal Technique - Dance With the Devil

FULL SONG
https://soundcloud.com/artifus-692966451/rings-of-fire

LYRICS:

Intro:
As I go forth through the furnace and flame
Where the carcasses rot though the worms remain
I can't breathe, I'm fast asleep in mischief and disbelief
Wailing, flailing knees and gnashing my teeth 


Chorus:
All souls strive to strife, but never see the reckoning
You probably burned alive and fried from all the seven deadly sins 
Ask a sinner with a hellish grin, if their time was well spent
But then again, you've never been, condemned like the rest of them
Burn forever in an endless spin, lesser men can lament within
But that's what happens when you rape, murder, and never repent
Devils used to be Heaven sent but fell into Hell's descent
There's no revenant while we're melting in the serpents den


Verse 7:
Violence from mindless deaths, vile offense, life suppressed and sky's recessed
Viral stench from pyre's scent, dying men inside the pit, so why resist? Die obsessed
Eyes are red and iris bent, cries immense, I'm blind from stress and side effects
Denied ascent so rise against, heightened sense in quiet depths, silent kept on twilights edge
Time resets, confined to flesh, spinal twist, necks are stretched, tightened breath, icy ribs
Defiled and drenched, lined with threats and pious bets, spiked gauntlets and iron vests
My defense, defiance met, intolerance, righteousness, so hide the rest, try to repent
No light is left on giant texts or bias tests, but I digress, final steps now fires next


Verse 8:
Fraud is the flawed facade, spawned mirage of camouflage and broad sabotage
Hollow fog, coughs in smog, mauled and marred then carved in logs, scarred outlaws
Mobs and cons get robbed and conned by marauding squads, their entourage gets
Jawed and flogged then clawed by dogs, paws are raw, caught off guard
Gnawed and brawled, thoughts are gauzed, so what's the odds? Applause withdrawn
But dawns upon, swamps are clogged, crawl through clods then stomped by Gods
Hearts of bronze, locked and boxed, disarmed and tossed, bombard with shards
So drop and sob but don't disregard the SchadenFraud, now fall hard and bon voyage


Verse 9:
Treachery is enemies of infamy, instantly, left to freeze in a bed of sleet for eternity
Allegedly, they never speak, they never bleed but mentally, they'll never leave
Regretfully, dismembered clean then etched extreme, from devil's ink, menageries
And dragon's wings, weaponries and scepter gleams from severed kings, several queens and 
Desperate priests, accessories to felonies, ancestries and pedigrees, family trees
Eventually, genetics breed, jealousies and heretic genes, fractured rings and
Heaven's keys on velvet seats with tapestries and weathered seams, so prophecies
And memories from endless dreams said to me, please set me free, so can't you see?


Chorus:
All souls strive to strife, but never see the reckoning
You probably burned alive and fried from all the seven deadly sins 
Ask a sinner with a hellish grin, if their time was well spent
But then again, you've never been, condemned like the rest of them
Burn forever in an endless spin, lesser men can lament within
But that's what happens when you rape, murder, and never repent
Devils used to be Heaven sent but fell into Hell's descent
There's no revenant while we're melting in the serpents den


Outro:
Death and Hell are blazed in flames
The lake of fire and book with names
The second death but my final breath
My name's enmeshed in ash and flesh

Rings of Fire (Violence, Fraud, Treachery)

UZAC - Soigner tes peines

the damned path

dancing with tha dmt elvesssssssssssss s s s s           s            s                      s                ess

dancing with the dmt elves

THE DREAM IS TOO BIG

"This American Life" by The Next (feat. Talib Kweli and Immortal Technique) remixed with "Jasir" by Pawel Blaszczak (from the Dying Light: The Following soundtrack).

Tell them we have portable photon-throwers!

This Harranian Life

Bars off the Blowtorch

just a small rap i wrote to this track for fun. audio may be a bit scuffed. i dont own the beat or intend to profit from it. beat is the dying sun by iE4tBe4tz808 . all rights go to the respective owners. this is just for fun.

rough lyrics

i dont wanna die, in my mind, am i alive?
i dont wanna die, in my mind, am i alive?
i dont wanna die, in my mind, am i alive?
i dont wanna die, in my mind, am i alive?


no your not were dead inside and were all fucked..
im sick of the world sick of getting stuck within its rotten muck
far too much much for all of us to give a damn ,i cant stand the people and the evil things they do, it take a whole crew to plot on you, devilish deliverance a hindrance been splintered into a million fiddles 
to play a hymn of resilience, maybe a few that follow could change the mind of a billion, resent the evidence but its prevalent that the devil sent an army to obstruct benevolence, unsheathe the blade sway they blood aside, divide the approaching line strand strong dont fall now, we part of the crowds eye, defied the written code, corruption incarnate shopping the hardest when they farming soul's for a bargain, the argument been beside us, they fights us but also hiding behind they royal highness, his most highest defeat the king, demonlord swing swords from a lava forge more gore, core guidance stive the pious towards carnage, to harness a power further hardened than the farthest towers garden, pardon my French but to speak truth is a spear that can piece any sorta armor

its just like what we do and how we be
its just like what we do and how we be
its just like what we do...

been long time coming now im running in hot, spitting venom within em, i hit em with a fat flow they fold and fall before me, please absorb me, these dreams ive had made me glad to live a little longer, a little kid had a mind once so happy inside imagination had captured the fascination of magic a tragic accident happened and the boys heart blackened, in fact hes outcasted
making friends is half the battle when they hate your atoms, im grabbing tha hammer if they babble any longer, gave em chances to surrender and hand over they ammo, but words keep flying in my direction in a way that touched my temple of obsession
i dont give a fuck if they livin or not, im chillin with my stock, my crop grow vast, my fridge stay stocked, grass and hash fast blowing ash, dash past the assholes blasting bars and trash, we alive living amongst the walking dead, it takes a dying time to find a light in they head, they said the truth was one to keep but not a thing to be held. they spoke of living in heaven but never livin in hell
livin great, they livin swell
livin great, they livin swell

i dont wanna die, in my mind, am i alive?
i dont wanna die, in my mind, am i alive?
i dont wanna die, in my mind, am i alive?
i dont wanna die, in my mind, am i alive?
i dont wanna die, in my mind, im alive

Dont Die - (the dying sun iE4tBe4tz808) - layyzz edit

small town rap for the quiet mind. 

https://www.instagram.com/layyzzdayyzz?igsh=MXBxem9uZmxxMTh5YQ==

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