Mafia Freestyle

SOULSTORM - !Nofree\❆

MIXED & MASTER BY: LEM 

PRODUCED BY: Chiarelli!

Lryics: 

It’s crazy isn’t it? 
How I miss you this much 
And you live like you’re missing nothing 
A tragedy occurs within man when he has a mature mind and a romantic heart 
Why did you steal me from everyone, if you couldn’t keep me? 
I wished for a lasting love
The love lasted, but the lover left 
You can’t love deeply, until you’re sure of the depth of your other half 
Because the depth of the love today 
Is the depth of the wound tomorrow 
Days will pass, and you will abandon the things you were addicted too 
And leave someone 
Cancel a dream, and finally accept a reality 
This is my last song, there will be no others
This is the last grey cloud that will rain on you 
After this you will hopefully never again experience the rain 
This is the last drop my cup, there will be no more drunkenness 
This is my last hit there will be no others, no more highs 
This is my last song of madness

GUESS THAT'S IT

(HOOK)

I’ve been slipping, isolated. 
I’m decaying, put a bullet through my brain. 
I guess im paying for the past. 
I Demonstrated, what I’m saying though these actions, 
holding onto what last happened. 
Barely noticed that these feelings never pass. 
Don’t deserve congratulations, not a pat up on the back.
Was always told I’d be amazing, never reached a graduation. 
Dropping out to make some money, 
Failing public educations. 
Tearing down the expectations, we the lowest in the nation. 
So where the fuck we going now? 

(VERSE 1)

I hope you run hoe, From all this gun smoke. 
Pull the trey eight revolver, wit the snubbed nose. 
Fuck the love tho, Im in the club mode. 
Got these birdies feeling flirty, quilling loving notes. 
I let my words track, to make the work gold. 
Youll let’ dawgs starve, I keep mine stomachs full. 

So fuck the third, and second, I’m best the option. 
Why you posting bout the smoking opps? 
Y’know the feds watchin? 

If my demons tell me do it, there’ll be bodies dropping. 
Keep my information minimal, we microscopic. 
Outta pocket, I don’t do it if there’s no deposits. 
Fuck you talkin nonsense? 
You’ll get pulled up by them Houston rockets. 

(BRIDGE) 
(X4) 
Whatchu know about them gutter dogs? Ugh. 
Whatchu know about them, Gut em, Gut em, Gut em. Gut em. 

(HOOK)  

I’ve been slipping, isolated. 
I’m decaying, put a bullet through my brain. 
I guess im paying for the past. 
I Demonstrated, what I’m saying though these actions, 
holding onto what last happened. 
Barely noticed that these feelings never pass. 
Don’t deserve congratulations, not a pat up on the back.
Was always told I’d be amazing, never reached a graduation. 
Dropping out to make some money, 
Failing public educations. 
Tearing down the expectations, we the lowest in the nation. 
So where the fuck we going now? 

(VERSE 2) 

Fuck your clique, I brought the buzzards for the cleaning process. 
Got some devils on the roster, like AZ, U ballin. Move like Bugsy in the City, took gamble on it. 
I’m Mob ruling, might just go and put a handle on it. 
I’m the man, so just there’s a standby on me. SSED goes straight for cash, I got these my pockets flooded. 
Moving with this money on me. 
I don’t find shit funny, homie. 
Crazed dogs are chasing after Jacks, we going rabbit hunting.

below average west coast dropout.

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Artist: Bars No Hooks
Lyricist: Bars No Hooks




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Cash In(Intro)

Need to ease down the geeking,a song made from my feeling about getting faded too much...

Faded

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Big Steppah

⛧Go⸸h$mile⛧

📝Compositor: Goth Smile.
📽Productor: Crissiz696

[Letra] 

Si encerrado en el cuarto con una lágrima 
Recordando aquel pasado que me lástima 
Imaginando que me exima y de mi oprima el botón de lucidez y abandonar ya esta práctica 

Estoy cansado de esta crónica criptica 
De aquella platica en súplica rítmica 
Mi caso perdió, mirando al cielo me rio, acostumbrándome al frío con esta tóxica acuática 

Eh adoptado actitudes temerarias 
andando a ras de una línea imaginaria
Morir o renacer ser analogías contrarias 
Poder palpar la muerte de una forma Accidentaria 

No le debo a la vida esa puta me debe renta
Sigo a la espera y la Psicosis aumenta
Debe existir un método, alguna propuesta 
Pa saldar la deuda sin la carne descompuesta

En mi respuesta intente encontrar a Dios 
Siguiendo su camino, escuchando su voz
Pero hay algo que me encadeno hasta hoy
Si mente es un infierno no puedo negar quien soy 

Estoy consignado, si nado en medio del caos 
Oscilando en sensaciones con mi entorno disociado 
En un sarcófago sombrío asimilando si eh sanado 
Y el quirófano vacío porque luz nunca a llegado 

Y no me hablen de que entienden mis problemas
Si por renegar del espíritu me acusan de blasfema 
Un trastorno mental no se entiende ni con esquemas 
No es lo mismo ver el fuego que sentir como te quema 

Bienvenido a una realidad podrida 
A un lugar donde lo malo no se oculta 
En este culto la soledad es tu amiga
Y la sociedad con el tiempo tendrá la culpa 

La máscara que cargo no es ligera
Intentando transformar el invierno por primavera
En este páramo la cosa si que es seria 
Si lo único que florece es la discordia y la miseria 

Por mi sería estar lejos de todo mal, recobrar la consciencia en un ascenso espiritual 
Que el escepticismo descienda hasta lo inmoral 
Pero estoy Muriendo Joven  y esta mierda si es REAL!.

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No Puedo Negar

Goth Smile - No Puedo Negar

A demonstration of the way we move an we are never alone, always vibing... 

Never Alone (interlude)

Lyrics:

When I make it out, I’ll be lifting all my guys up by their hands,
When I make it out, I’ll be providing for the fam.
All the shit I never had…
When I make it out, I’ll be screaming at my dad:
"Are you proud?"
'Cause you was never proud, but are you now?
'Cause your son just got the bag.

By any means, fam, I ain’t ever had a doubt,
The grind has never stopped, I got billion plans.
When I make it out, we’ll drink to every pound,
And I’ll buy another billion rounds.

When I make it out, I’ll be lifting all my guys up by their hands,
When I make it out, I’ll be providing for the fam.
All the shit I never had…
When I make it out, I’ll be screaming at my dad:
"Are you proud?"
'Cause you was never proud, but are you now?
'Cause your son just got the bag.

I’m putting paper first,
I’m putting money over everything.
The hustling’s a curse...
Enoughs never enough, fam, I want more
Than any man has ever earned.
I’ll never learn,
To love yours 'til I got money that I can burn.

below average west coast dropout.

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