Shit is so good going to be listening to this all night

@kzmoncler I even thought my vocals are not loud 

i actually fuck with this the flow crazy this the type of shit i mess with keep hustling bro

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idkkahari's newest release ft Tyxonsmith! OUT EVERYWHERE!

Joe Biden Ft. Tyxonsmith (Prod. JULY)

PRAYED ON MY DOWNFALL

Introduction in English:

Sometimes I dream that I meet my great musical idols. When I was intensively occupied for a while with one of my passions, the French chanson, it happened that in one of my dreams Jacques Brel sat opposite me in my small Berlin living room and gave me the assignment to write, in my way and with my possibilities, something like a sequel to his great chanson "Ne me quitte pas".  Whereas here he had described the fear of losing a loved one, now I was to describe in my song what it was like to have lost this loved one forever. 
And on the basis of this nocturnal dream collaboration, my French chanson "Je t’ai perdu" was born. 
The cover is again by the Polish artist Renata Golab.

Lyrics in English:

I have lost you

I have lost you 
lost forever

Just wanted to hold you
Keep you warm and safe

Just wanted to protect you
Protect you from abysses

Protect you from demons
Protect you from the falling

Yes I know 
You will never understand

I know
You'll see it differently

You feel dominated
Dominated by me
Controlled by me
Imprisoned by me

You feel enslaved 
For all eternity

I have lost you
Lost forever

Just wanted to love you  
Love you unconditionally, unconditionally

Strengthen you for life
Strengthen you for becoming yourself

To raise you gently 
Lift you up against the Hades

Over, gone
I have not reached you

Nothing that remains
The oath of revelation

Reap your hatred 
Reproach and hatred
Your scorn and mockery
Scorn and derision

I have lost you
For all eternity

Französischer Originaltext:

Je t'ai perdu,

Je t'ai perdu,
Perdu pour toujours

Je voulais juste te tenir
Garder au chaud en toute sécurité

Je voulais juste te protéger
Protéger des abîmes

Te préserver des demons
Préserver de la chute, de la chute

Oui, Je sais
Tu ne comprendras jamais

Je suis conscient
Tu verras les choses autrement

Tu te sens dominé
Dominé par moi
Supprimé par moi
Enfermé par moi

Tu te sens asservi
Pour l'éternité

Je t'ai perdu,

Je t'ai perdu,
Perdu pour toujours
Je voulais juste t’aimer
T’aimer sans condition

Te renforcer pour la vie 
Renforcer pour devenir soi 
Te redresser doucement
Te dresser contre l'Hadès

Fini, passé
Je ne t’ai pas attaint
Rien qui ne reste
La déclaration de reddition

Je récolte ta haine
Tes reproches et ta haine
Ta moquerie et tes railleries
Ta malice et ta derision

Je t’ai perdu 
Pour l'éternité

Je t'ai perdu

Je t'ai perdu (I have lost you)

Hardy how you feel
I feel a lil insecure 
Finna run up a mill 
Yea I’m finna run up your ones 
Say all hail 
The most high
Cant see well
Don’t know why
Spend life in jail 
Yea I’m finna serve the time
Spend life in hell 
Yea I been inside of my mind 
Say goodbye say farewell
It’s my time I need help
Yah 
Dark Hardy the holy god
All black fit wit the lamb 
Yea you know me god
I wish you could see where I am 
With out my mourning star 
If they wanted to take me away 
then just show me lord
Show me more
Show me heart 
Show me mourn
Show me love
Show me 
Baby show me

Hardy how you feel
I feel a lil insecure 
Finna run up a mill 
Yea I’m finna run up your ones 
Say all hail 
The most high
Cant see well
Don’t know why
Spend life in jail 
Yea I’m finna serve the time
Spend life in hell 
Yea I been inside of my mind 
Say goodbye say farewell
It’s my time I need help
Yah 
Dark Hardy the holy god

DVRKLIFE

Cashcrop

a song for the inner machinations of my mind

LYRICS

I’m just a cynic
She wants to live it
I watch her move then I ask her for her digits
I think she’s with it 
She makes me figit
Like Charlie sheen I’m off the shit that’s got me spinning 

She’s so exquisite
I’ll wash her dishes
I clean the pot then I’m back to water whipping
She got me sippin'
Like Homer Simpson
I’m gonna Marge for her till the end of living 

She asks me if I wanna love her
I’m bout to make offer
She just wants to go on my tours
I tell her don’t get on her high horse

On the tour bus smoke some newports
Lost my lighter can I use yours
She says that we need to strive for
Need to know if she’s to die for

I’m just a cynic
She wants to live it
I watch her move then I ask her for her digits
I think she’s with it 
She makes me figit
Like Charlie sheen I’m off the shit that’s got me spinning 

She’s so exquisite
I’ll wash her dishes
I clean the pot then I’m back to water whipping
She got me simpin 
Like Homer Simpson
Not gon Marge for her till the end of living

C̶Y̶N̶I̶C̶

I'M ON 555 SCRIPTS

Introduction in English:

My mother was always a smart woman, endowed with a naturally high intelligence .

Living alone with her sick father, she had to leave school already in the 6th grade and go to work in a factory.

When she later met my academically pre-educated father, she was introduced through him into the circles of the so-called " educated citizens ".

We then often had corresponding "nouveau riche" and "status conceit" parties in our large rented apartment. Here, my mother regularly got to feel the "fine", subtly deeply humiliating difference between the would-be educated and her as a despicably uneducated person.

At the same time, the would-be educated often had a style of communication that I call "trash talk" in this song. They often engaged in name-dropping by mentioning only the names of famous personalities without knowing anything more about their work. When asked more closely, they quickly changed the subject or texted you with some quarter-truth.

My mother, who was plagued by feelings of inferiority, was very intimidated by this, and it made her feel all the more stupid, uninteresting, and not socially acceptable.

At that time I was still too small. But I would have liked to turn back time for my mother's protection and sing this song at the highest volume to all these "trash talkers" standing on our dining room table at that time.

That the topic of "subtle differences" is a timeless one (I bow here to the wonderfully perceptive Pierre Bourdieu in this regard) is shown by the deep rifts that continue to exist between today's self-proclaimed "elite" and the supposed "primitives".

Lyrics in English (for those, who don`t speak German):

Trash Talk

Just chat, don't think anymore, dislocate brain, be stupid 
Chattering sideways, never wavering, just no profundity, flatland

They remain one-dimensional, quite gloriously meaningless
The wordplay is all thin and stale, The shallow is all big with them

Come close all books, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult yourselves in the mud talk, It`s time for a nice trash talk  

Are at many parties with colorful Smarties, with false eyelashes and pout 
No contacts, just meaningless verbal acts, word junk.

They are the heroes of the lazy mind, meaningless in the jelly glow 
Are narrow-minded, cheeky and brazen, persist in the one-legged dance

Come close all books, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult yourselves in the mud talk, It`s time for a nice trash talk 

Have no enemies, no friends either, talk beside, nothing remains 
Leave only grease stains, can`t even bump, get stuck in the approach, nothing drifts 

Except: Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk (Fad Out)...

________________________________

Deutscher Originaltext

Trash Talk

Einfach quatschen, nicht mehr denken, Hirn ausrenken, Dumm sein 
Seitwärts plaudern, niemals zaudern, nur kein Tiefsinn, Flachland

Sie bleiben eindimensional, ganz herrlich bedeutungslos
Der Wortwitz ist ganz dünn und schal, Das Seichte ist bei ihnen ganz groß

Komm schließt alle Bücher, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult Euch im Schlammreden, It`s Time for a nice Trash Talk  

Sind auf vielen Parties mit bunten Smarties, mit falschen Wimpern und Schmollmund 
Keine Kontakte, nur sinn-entschlackte Verbalakte, Wortschund.

Sie sind die Helden des faulen Geists, nichtssagend im geligen Glanz, 
Sind borniert, vorlaut und dreist, verharren im einbeinigen Tanz

Kommt schließt alle Bücher, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult Euch im Schlammreden, It`s Time for a nice Trash Talk 

Haben keine Feinde, auch keine Freunde, reden daneben, nichts bleibt 
Hinterlaßen nur Fettflecken, können nicht mal anecken, bleiben im Ansatz stecken, nichts treibt 

Außer: Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk (Fad Out)…

Trash Talk

And I’m not sad that she is gone
I’m not mad that she’s moved on
I’m just mad. and so in love 
With this girl who’s now no one 

I’m not sad that she is gone
I’m not sad that she’s moved on
I’m just mad the girl I loved is 
Now dead, she’s now someone

In my head, that I should love
In my heart, she was my dove 
But instead, I’m not enough 
No instead, she did me rough 

Broke my heart, for fucking what 
Split my head, open apart 
We were meant to be together 
And instead she bled my guts

And my soul, all these cuts
All these holes, fuck me up
I can’t cope, shut me up
Helped me hope, then broke us up

Like what the fuck, just say what’s up
What the fuck, stay and make up
We just fuck, and then you leave
And then you make some bullshit up

I can tell she's fucking up
I can tell she's in a rut
I can't tell on whether she ever
Loved me for real or not

I had family in my visions
She had leaving loves incisions 
Why's she mad at me I'm sitting
Begging for us to keep living

I can tell she's fucking up
I can tell she's in a rut
I can't tell on whether she ever
Loved me for real or not

I had family in my visions
She had leaving loves incisions
Why's she mad at me I'm sitting
Begging for us to keep living

Oh I god I should hate you.
Oh I god I should hate you.
Oh I god I should hate you.

Broke my- fucking-
Instead she bled my heart-

[Chaos]
…
-please stay and make up

How was I to know she's leaving me
I guess she had to go
How was I to know she's leaving me
I guess she had to go

(Oh my god I should hate you)
Guess she had to go
(Oh my god I should hate you)
But I don't

I should hate you (but I don't)
I should hate you
______
Written by: Zachary Milne
Produced by: Raspo
Performed by: Zoch Music
Mixing and Mastering: Zoch Music
Album Art Artist: denungeherrhom 
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© Zoch Music © Zacharay Milne

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