Nipsey Hussle - Don't Forget Us (Ft. Dom Kennedy)

Nipsey Hussle - Cold World (Verse)

Nipsey Hussle - Facts (Unreleased).mp3

Nipsey Hussle "Don't Forget Us" ft. Dom Kennedy [Produced by Mike&Keys]

Mánte Radio // Timeless Music

Songs:
- if. (spring in ny) ~ Brent Faiyaz {sped up}
- For Me ~ Loe Shimmy {sped up}

No copyright infringement intended. All credit due to its owner. Songs are not mine in any way these are just mixes meant to be listened to like a radio. Sped up, chopped, arranged and mixed by Mánte.

Brent Faiyaz // For.Me.(spring in ny)

Lyrics

[Verse 1 ] 
I got a lot to say, 
I know, I said it, I ain't lied, 
"Wish you'd talk to me more", you say. 
Well, I’m recording the things on my mind.
When I play the track, 
Sometimes you look at me 
Like I'm hard to find, 
Other times you look at me like 
Damn, these thoughts might be a crime. Every now and then, 
look at me like I said something that matters, 
Either way it don't open up the chatter

[Verse 2 ] 
"Talk to me more", they always say,
"I miss talking to you, 
why don't you talk more?" 
Because you don't really listen to me. 
What you think I’m talking for?
Sure, it ain't your casual stroll around the block, 
More like parkour, from the cemetery, headstones 
All the way to the cathedral in the mountain tops.
More like studying Caravaggio than Andy Warhol,  
It's a bit more obviously darker, but still illustrating the same machine.
That’s how it be when you're hunting thoughts, when you see what lies underneath the surface of things, 
I ain’t keeping it confidential, though, 
When I talk it, well, the talk stops.

[Verse 3] 
"Wish you'd talk to me more," 
oh really? 
You been listening? 
I've been broadcasting all day. 
What you been hearing?
Do you think about these lyrics? 
I don’t write to entertain,
I write to translate clear visions
In a world that’s gone insane.
Is that the type of thing you hoped I'd say? 
I think you mean you want me reading the script, 
Get a little shook when I go off and flip it. "No, it's not that deep. It's not always that heavy. Lighten up. Damn that shit is dark."—Wait a minute, have you met me?

[Verse 4] 
Tell you what, if you listen to the end, 
I’ll throw you a “congratulations”,
like my words are confetti, and we can pretend we celebrating.
No we're not there yet. 
Take a seat, might need it—
You interrupt me “You never talk to me…”
Huh? Did you listen to what I just said?
What are you hearing?
Your eyes glaze, you grow rigid
You walk away like I never existed.
I’m listening, foot steps fade,
If no one hears me, what did I really say?
A lot. I got a lot to say, 
I write it, record it…
Listen to it when I don’t have more to say.

Oh Congratulations! Thanks for pressing play!

A lot 2Say

Blow the Door Down is Willa’s declaration that she’s done waiting. The track opens like a fuse—low hums, eerie silence, then a bassline that detonates. She doesn’t knock. She doesn’t ask. She enters.

The verses feel like surveillance footage from a luxury heist: slow, deliberate, and dangerous. Her voice is calm, but the lyrics cut deep—every line a blueprint for disruption. The production is sharp and cinematic: distorted synths, metallic percussion, and a beat that feels like footsteps approaching.

The hook doesn’t beg for attention—it demands it. It’s not about revenge. It’s about arrival. Willa’s not trying to be heard. She’s making sure there’s no choice.

This track isn’t a flex. It’s a breach. A warning. A timestamp.

Nipsey Hussle - Cold World (Verse)

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