Poppy, sharp, electronic. Rapid synth and percussive FX offer a Poppy, sharp, electronic. Rapid synth and percussive FX offer a charged electronic atmosphere. Cathartic drop comes as repeated female vocals sing about a lust for power over clattering instrumentation. Quick vocal melodies display a sense of skill and power. Warped horn FX communicates a rude modern spirit. Melodic build at 01:01 conjures images of a pop queen in lavish outfits, displaying talent and dominance.歌词
I'm thunder in the night, Electrical when I strike, Never give up when, I fight Insatiable appetite, I am, Power hungry, Power-power hungry, Power hungry, Power-power hungry, Yes ma'am, Power hungry, Power hungry, Power hungry, Power hungry, I am, Power hungry, Power-power hungry, Power hungry, Power-power hungry, Yes ma'am, Power hungry, Power hungry, Power hungry, Power hungry. Takin that control, Till I take it take it over, Try to pigeonhole, But I just fly right over, Cannot keep me down, down, down, I'm too far off the ground, ground, ground, Try to shake my tower. But they just jelly-jelly, I'm taking all their power, And fill-in up my belly-belly, They all try to doubt me, But you'll never oust me, They know where the clout be, Ya'll bout to learn about me, I'm thunder in the night, Electrical when I strike, Never give up when I fight, Insatiable appetite. I am, Power hungry, Power-power hungry, Power hungry, Power-power hungry, Yes ma'am, Power hungry, Power hungry, Power hungry, Power hungry, I am, Power hungry, Power-power hungry, Power hungry, Power-power hungry, Yes ma'am Power hungry Power hungry, Power hungry, Power hungry, Wait a second, Pay attention, Sit back down, Cause school's in session, Here's the lesson, Y'all can't threaten, My succession, Did I mention I never stop stop, I just go go, Can't meet me at the top, top, Cause you're too slow.
Poppy, sharp, electronic. Rapid synth and percussive FX offer a Poppy, sharp, electronic. Rapid synth and percussive FX offer a charged electronic atmosphere. Riser into drop with elastic bass and ominous lead melody. Alarm FX gives a sense of danger and a formidable power. Warped horn FX communicates a rude modern spirit. Instrumental version.
Poppy, sharp, electronic. Rapid synth and percussive FX offer a Poppy, sharp, electronic. Rapid synth and percussive FX offer a charged electronic atmosphere. Cathartic drop comes as repeated female vocals sing about a lust for power over clattering instrumentation. Quick vocal melodies display a sense of skill and power. Melodic build at 01:01 conjures images of a pop queen in lavish outfits, displaying talent and dominance. Stripped back underscore version.
Fun, silly, confident. Silly nursery rhyme melody instils a Fun, silly, confident. Silly nursery rhyme melody instils a playfulness, followed by male vocals talking about how they value money over everything. Working hard for financial reward. Autotuned hook and simple drumbeat pulls focus towards noughties hip hop from fun melody.
Fun, silly, confident. Silly nursery rhyme melody instils a Fun, silly, confident. Silly nursery rhyme melody instils a playfulness, simplistic drumbeat with comical percussive FX provides a sense of fun and an upbeat vibe with a noughties hip hop energy. Instrumental version.
Fun, silly, confident. Chunky bassline aligns with simplistic hip hop Fun, silly, confident. Chunky bassline aligns with simplistic hip hop drumbeat. Comical percussive FX provide a sense of fun that gesture towards a cheeky noughties hip hop energy. Stripped back underscore version.
Unruly, mischievous, impassioned. Simplistic nursery rhyme melody Unruly, mischievous, impassioned. Simplistic nursery rhyme melody melds with sharp female rap vocals. Lyrics about pushing away people with negative energy, being a bratty, confident female. Melody and choral pads convey a sense of emotion juxtaposes rude lyrics. A bad girl who works hard and puts her heart into being stylish.
Unruly, mischievous, impassioned. Simplistic nursery rhyme melody Unruly, mischievous, impassioned. Simplistic nursery rhyme melody melds with sharp female rap vocals. Lyrics about pushing away people with negative energy, being a bratty, confident female. Melody and choral pads convey a sense of emotion juxtaposes rude lyrics. A bad girl who works hard and puts her heart into being stylish. Clean version.
Unruly, mischievous, impassioned. Simplistic nursery rhyme melody Unruly, mischievous, impassioned. Simplistic nursery rhyme melody plays alongside simplistic hip hop drums. Melody and choral pads convey a sense of emotion. Instrumental version.
Unruly, mischievous, impassioned. Simplistic nursery rhyme melody Unruly, mischievous, impassioned. Simplistic nursery rhyme melody plays alongside simplistic hip hop drums. Melody and choral pads convey a sense of emotion. Stripped back underscore version.
Fun, wild, determined. Industrial hip hop beat begins with booming Fun, wild, determined. Industrial hip hop beat begins with booming bass and reverbed ad lib lyrics. Male rap vocals about believing in yourself and your own style, not being affected by others around you. An upbeat and empowered energy, fun and quick-moving rhythm. Sirens at 01:05 communicates a naughty kind of danger matching with lyrics about heat and spirit.歌词
I been feeling I been feeling like this sauce too bold, I been feeling I been feeling like they sauce too cold. I’m a run at my pace, No comp this is my race, Staring at my only motivation, When I'm staring in the mirror, This is my face, Up late at night again, Cheffing up the will to win, Destiny is at the door, Before it knocks I let ‘em in. One of a kind, Ever since younging I wanted to shine, Wanted the heart and wanted the mind, Now that they're mine, I'm out on the grind, Mixing up the flavours, Beauty in that pot, Serve it with a waiver, Cause it’s just too hot, Cause it’s just too hot. My sauce too hot, My sauce too hot, My sauce to bold, They sauce too cold, My sauce too hot, My sauce too hot, My sauce to bold, They sauce too cold. Whipping the spice, This ain't a phase, I'm in it for life, When I’m a sage, They'll ask for advice, I’ll tell ‘em the sauce, It comes with a price, I spent years getting this right, It wasn't clear, I had to fight, Lane wasn't clear, I'm dodging the hype, Maneuvered in darkness, Now I'm the light. Whole thing lit, Faith plus work, This is what you get, Aim for the flame, This is what you hit, Find your lane that they just can't fit, Whole thing lit, Faith plus work, This is what you get, Aim for the flame, This is what you hit, Find your lane that they just can't fit. My sauce too hot, My sauce too hot, My sauce to bold, They sauce too cold, My sauce too hot, My sauce too hot, My sauce to bold, They sauce too cold, My sauce too hot.
Fun, wild, determined. Industrial hip hop beat begins with booming Fun, wild, determined. Industrial hip hop beat begins with booming bass. Hi hat percussion meets with dirty guitar notes to further support a feeling of heat and fun. An upbeat and cheeky energy. Sirens at 01:05 communicates a sense of crazy danger. Instrumental version.
Fun, wild, determined. Industrial hip hop beat begins with booming Fun, wild, determined. Industrial hip hop beat begins with booming bass. Hi hat percussion gives a feeling of determination and bouncy rhythm. An upbeat and cheeky energy. Sirens at 01:05 communicates a sense of crazy danger. Stripped back underscore version.
Quelle attitude, Badgal (bad girl),
Elle m’Mène la vie rude
Faut pas qu’tu prenne l’habitude
Un jour elle est blonde l’autre jour elle est brune
Passer la nuit, c’est pas le Time qu’elle tue
La fumée d’une clope et kush la lune
Tiens moi deux secondes mais
faut pas que ça dure
J’vais pas creuser mon trou, (pas)
rester dans l’flou,
Baby sache que ce n**** ne cache pas son besoin d’espace, pas de messe basses
Tôt sa mère,
05:00 en rouge sur l’cadran
Faut j’bouge sa mère
Pas le temps de me mettre doux
Des affaires qui tournent
Appelle moi zouk-erberg
Trop de faces sur mon feed
Trop de fesses dans la ville
superman fly sur le funk
Deux tours du monde
Zoom sur le sun
J’me lève à five AM
Baby je sais qu’tu m’aime mais
Je dois trouver mes clés, je dois partir
Pas de soucis pas de chichi c’est ma nature
Tu s’ras toujours la meilleure
Moi toujours un peu player
Aie pitié de moi seigneur, mais j’ai drifté
A force de faire le mâle pour le thrill
J’ai du vriller pour exister
J’suis pas paré pour le test
Laisse moi prier pour mes diez
Cette go la me stress je ne dors plus
Crocs Marqué à la nuque ptite princesse faible pour ma morsure
J’veux m’lever dans tes yeux tous les jours
faire un tour vers les cieux loin des tours
t’faire l’amour
Baebaebae toujours bleue tu me rend fou
Baebaebae tu me rend fou
J’vais pas tenir ma promesse
A contrejour vers le soleil
J’fly vers d’autre projets
J’m en remet à la prochaine
Elle veut porter mon Jersey
porter mon blaze wow
Continue ton sommeil
Ma voix sur les ondes j’te groove a ton réveil
J’vole Deja ball life
Sur le terrain j’fais l’taff
Tous ces n***** m’en veulent
J’ai des vues sur ta wife
Elle, vue sur la scène
Tellement dead qu’elle est veuve
Elle a capté cette vibe
Ouais capté cette funk
Fait bouger ses seuf
Pas besoin de pilote,
J’lui fais danser le Tesla,
elle se conduit toute seule
J’ai d’la place sur la bécane
Gros moteur plein gaz
Bill withers septième dan
N**** sais d’quoi j’suis capable
Pour les fous y’a le brûleur
Pour les miches j’ai le paper
grosse bass sur les woofers
De quoi faire Si t’es d’humeur
Elle a goûté à la folie
Elle veut prendre ds risques
Tu peux m’appeler papy, babe
Et qu’après minuits
Joue pas avec un player
Jeune badman du film
merco Benz ruff rider
Feat la femme de ta vie
J’me lève à five AM
Baby je sais qu’tu m’aime mais
Je dois trouver mes clés, je dois partir
Pas de soucis pas de chichi c’est ma nature
Tu s’ras toujours la meilleure
Moi toujours un peu player
Aie pitié de moi seigneur, mais j’ai drifté
A force de faire le mâle pour le thrill
J’ai du vriller pour exister
J’suis pas paré pour le test
Laisse moi prier pour mes diez
Cette go la me stress je ne dors plus
Crocs Marqué à la nuque ptite princesse faible pour ma morsure
J’veux m’lever dans tes yeux tous les jours
faire un tour vers les cieux loin des tours
t’faire l’amour
Quelle attitude, Badgal (bad girl), Elle m’Mène la vie rude Faut pas qu’tu prenne l’habitude Un jour elle est blonde l’autre jour elle est brune Passer la nuit, c’est pas le Time qu’elle tue La fumée d’une clope et kush la lune Tiens moi deux secondes mais faut pas que ça dure J’vais pas creuser mon trou, (pas) rester dans l’flou, Baby sache que ce n**** ne cache pas son besoin d’espace, pas de messe basses Tôt sa mère, 05:00 en rouge sur l’cadran Faut j’bouge sa mère Pas le temps de me mettre doux Des affaires qui tournent Appelle moi zouk-erberg Trop de faces sur mon feed Trop de fesses dans la ville superman fly sur le funk Deux tours du monde Zoom sur le sun J’me lève à five AM Baby je sais qu’tu m’aime mais Je dois trouver mes clés, je dois partir Pas de soucis pas de chichi c’est ma nature Tu s’ras toujours la meilleure Moi toujours un peu player Aie pitié de moi seigneur, mais j’ai drifté A force de faire le mâle pour le thrill J’ai du vriller pour exister J’suis pas paré pour le test Laisse moi prier pour mes diez Cette go la me stress je ne dors plus Crocs Marqué à la nuque ptite princesse faible pour ma morsure J’veux m’lever dans tes yeux tous les jours faire un tour vers les cieux loin des tours t’faire l’amour Baebaebae toujours bleue tu me rend fou Baebaebae tu me rend fou J’vais pas tenir ma promesse A contrejour vers le soleil J’fly vers d’autre projets J’m en remet à la prochaine Elle veut porter mon Jersey porter mon blaze wow Continue ton sommeil Ma voix sur les ondes j’te groove a ton réveil J’vole Deja ball life Sur le terrain j’fais l’taff Tous ces n***** m’en veulent J’ai des vues sur ta wife Elle, vue sur la scène Tellement dead qu’elle est veuve Elle a capté cette vibe Ouais capté cette funk Fait bouger ses seuf Pas besoin de pilote, J’lui fais danser le Tesla, elle se conduit toute seule J’ai d’la place sur la bécane Gros moteur plein gaz Bill withers septième dan N**** sais d’quoi j’suis capable Pour les fous y’a le brûleur Pour les miches j’ai le paper grosse bass sur les woofers De quoi faire Si t’es d’humeur Elle a goûté à la folie Elle veut prendre ds risques Tu peux m’appeler papy, babe Et qu’après minuits Joue pas avec un player Jeune badman du film merco Benz ruff rider Feat la femme de ta vie J’me lève à five AM Baby je sais qu’tu m’aime mais Je dois trouver mes clés, je dois partir Pas de soucis pas de chichi c’est ma nature Tu s’ras toujours la meilleure Moi toujours un peu player Aie pitié de moi seigneur, mais j’ai drifté A force de faire le mâle pour le thrill J’ai du vriller pour exister J’suis pas paré pour le test Laisse moi prier pour mes diez Cette go la me stress je ne dors plus Crocs Marqué à la nuque ptite princesse faible pour ma morsure J’veux m’lever dans tes yeux tous les jours faire un tour vers les cieux loin des tours t’faire l’amour Baebaebae toujours bleue tu me rend fou Baebaebae tu me rend fou
J’te donne le cue de la caméra Donne moi ton âge et ton alias Donne moi la pêche et la guava Je veux savoir si toi ça va Yo hey Donne moi le clap pour la caméra Yo hey Donne moi ton phône ou ton insta hey Yo hey donne le cue à la caméra Donne moi ton âge et ton alias Fais la chanter comme Aaliyah Elle le sait elle est so fine Elle donne toute quand y a les caméras Elle veut connaître des gars comme moi Elle est assise dans le sofa Prête à rider dans le rover Elle le sait, elle à tout, elle a chaud Fait du vent J’aime, C’que tu fais, c’que tu bouge, c’que t’avance Qu’est ce que t’es fraîche que t’es douce viens devant, Elle me chetou, justeuh dans, le Bas du ventre Un tiers, met le jus Mon vocer s’en remet plus Grosse fesses, Grosse tête Coupe le cancer dans la verdure 2 (cercles),(joli boule) (2.55), j’vois en Hollywood Stardust, Halley-oop Viens comme veux on s’en bat les couilles Elle est dans le cast, no cap Quand ses rein s’cassent, gros taf Et ses eins bounce, blow cash Quand ses lèvres s’pincent, bave descend trop bas, slowdown De gauche à droite, mince Veut faire la bringue Elle te rend dingue Elle kif faire du cinéma Passe son time devant son Mirroir Fait des lives des histoires le V c’est la victoire chut….caméra Sous 35 ton alias J’fais glisser ton alliance ohshit elle s’en bat les hanches Faut que son back parte en voyage trop wap, frole la noyade Porte des arguments incroyables Fais la mich sait qu c’ est Pas yenb Le trac c’est fini, no stress Ride après minuit, en RS retour au crib, nord est You wanna F*** with me, laisse faire le reste Tu connais la story On commence tranquille commence à transpire Pardon âmes sensible Ice sur le collier S.. dans le gosier Grosses griffe faut en profiter Dos creux comme un cendrier Elle lache des vus Elle sais que j’en veux J’vois que son gros cul Au le fond de ses yeux Ohlolo Mais qu’est ce que j’vais faire de toi maintenant faut être responsable Prends tes bails et quitte de la Fais du (Blue cheese) Pour ses goûts chic Lingerie Gucci Pas de bull shit Elle fait ronron comme un V8 J’aspire à tchi moi je le mérite Son mari veut qu’elle m’évitent Moi je survole moi je lévite Ce lightskin est no limit Pas de chichi que du GG / Sur le clap met la caméra Moteur action viens tu graille ça Au bout d’un pilon quand tu ride ça Pêche guava, regarde la Branche met la caméra Flex hanches sur les bass grasse Guette quand ça rec ça Passe un s/o a ton ex gars
Coud rap. Relaxed but determined & nonchalant. French rapper, Coud rap. Relaxed but determined & nonchalant. French rapper, electric guitar wah-wah delay, groovy sub bass, keyboards, rhodes & drum machine. Explicit Lyrics. Recommended for fashion & youth lifestyle. 歌词
J’ai comme une bad habit
J’conduis y’a pas de limite
Elle m’a prêté son corp
donc Frôler l’bord, j’évite
Le jour se leve, je lévite
Lunette sur zen, en plein soleil,
Elle aime se faire desire,
Elle aime se faire des films
Mains sur le cuirassé,
Elle a taffe les cuisses, elle a taffé son c.. aussi, Forme de pêche et gout thé glacé
Roule vers le sun,
Dos sur le sol elle fume
du sang froid j’en ai plus assez
Donne lui tout ce n’est plus assez
Les autre jaloux sont déclassées
C’est pas le meme débit
J’ferais pas le même début
J’ai le temps, marqué sur moi
J’ai le plan, cette encre est indélébile
J’suis pas le même, débile yo
Elle a la silhouette tendre
Elle préfère prendre son temps
T’fais vouloir être en forme
Quand tu veux subir, elle te fait subir
Quand tu vois la courbe de ses hanches
Elle sait faire jouer ses chances
Tout ce que je dis c’est que
Aucun d’ces n**** ne la possède
Car elle la seule dans son monde, ouais
et tu le sais
/
Elle tue sur une 808
Ses brevets sont deposes
Symphonie Betthoven
Elle sais se dérober
/
Annie Elle est ok
Elle traîne pas avec tous ces cokeheads
Elle sait qu’je parle à la fille d’à coté
La serrure est crochetée
Je la piste comme Disc jockey
Son back peut te projeter
Si tu la voyais t’serai Choqué
J’crois qu’Annie j’veux la locker
Annie Elle est ok
Bad gal à la bond james
Genre de wife que le monde aime
Mm ton daron va la stalker
Brouille les piste comme Disc jockey
Son back peut te projeter
Si tu la voyais t’serai Choqué
Impossible de l’approcher
Mais Annie j’veux la locker
/
Encore une phase rapide
Yo
Elle m’a donné le goût du vice
Elle ma laisse au bout du fil
J’suis rentré dans une drôle de vie
Yo
Elle connaît tous les bout d’la ville
Elle veut aller au bout j’la suis
Elle m’a dit assis toi
Déshabille moi
M’regarde dans les yeux quand elle me fait du sale
Mais Joue pas avec moi
Ou je t’oublierai pas
J’la fais monter sur bord de la table
Elle m’fais peter mon câble
Dans cette chaleur
Tous ce qu’elle me fait c’est bruler mon (coeur)
J’lui dis pars avec moi
Elle m’dit on verra,
allonge le cash pour encore une heure
Jeune Annie n’a pas le time pour un boug comme oim
Pour Fais sa maille elle joue de ses charmes
Elle rigole pas elle picole pas
Un jour ou l’autre elle s’envolera
C’est plus qu’une femme
Elle est pire qu’une arme
fait tomber les gars quand quand elle wine
jamais à oim
jamais à toi
Elle te fait finir ta vie à poil
porte ses bijoux come ses bijoux la portent
Elle a sont biz qui fait sentir l’amor
Elle tient ses negro par le milieu de la gorge
Quand sa silhouette passe le cadre de la porte
Rien d’impossible elle ne craint plus la mort
Quand elle t’as eu elle peut te laisser dehors
Annie c’est une femme qui jette des sorts
Annie c’est la femme qui m’a jeté un sort
Elle tue sur une 808
Ses brevets sont deposes
Symphonie Betthoven
Elle sais se dérober
/
Annie Elle est ok
Elle traîne pas avec tous ces cokeheads
Elle sait qu’je parle à la fille d’à coté
La serrure est crochetée
Je la piste comme Disc jockey
Son back peut te projeter
Si tu la voyais t’serai Choqué
J’crois qu’Annie j’veux la locker
Annie Elle est ok
Bad gal à la bond james
Genre de wife que le monde aime
Mm ton daron va la stalker
Brouille les piste comme Disc jockey
Son back peut te projeter
Si tu la voyais t’serai Choqué
Impossible de l’approcher
Mais Annie j’veux la locker
J’ai comme une bad habit J’conduis y’a pas de limite Elle m’a prêté son corp donc Frôler l’bord, j’évite Le jour se leve, je lévite Lunette sur zen, en plein soleil, Elle aime se faire desire, Elle aime se faire des films Mains sur le cuirassé, Elle a taffe les cuisses, elle a taffé son c.. aussi, Forme de pêche et gout thé glacé Roule vers le sun, Dos sur le sol elle fume du sang froid j’en ai plus assez Donne lui tout ce n’est plus assez Les autre jaloux sont déclassées C’est pas le meme débit J’ferais pas le même début J’ai le temps, marqué sur moi J’ai le plan, cette encre est indélébile J’suis pas le même, débile yo Elle a la silhouette tendre Elle préfère prendre son temps T’fais vouloir être en forme Quand tu veux subir, elle te fait subir Quand tu vois la courbe de ses hanches Elle sait faire jouer ses chances Tout ce que je dis c’est que Aucun d’ces n**** ne la possède Car elle la seule dans son monde, ouais et tu le sais / Elle tue sur une 808 Ses brevets sont deposes Symphonie Betthoven Elle sais se dérober / Annie Elle est ok Elle traîne pas avec tous ces cokeheads Elle sait qu’je parle à la fille d’à coté La serrure est crochetée Je la piste comme Disc jockey Son back peut te projeter Si tu la voyais t’serai Choqué J’crois qu’Annie j’veux la locker Annie Elle est ok Bad gal à la bond james Genre de wife que le monde aime Mm ton daron va la stalker Brouille les piste comme Disc jockey Son back peut te projeter Si tu la voyais t’serai Choqué Impossible de l’approcher Mais Annie j’veux la locker / Encore une phase rapide Yo Elle m’a donné le goût du vice Elle ma laisse au bout du fil J’suis rentré dans une drôle de vie Yo Elle connaît tous les bout d’la ville Elle veut aller au bout j’la suis Elle m’a dit assis toi Déshabille moi M’regarde dans les yeux quand elle me fait du sale Mais Joue pas avec moi Ou je t’oublierai pas J’la fais monter sur bord de la table Elle m’fais peter mon câble Dans cette chaleur Tous ce qu’elle me fait c’est bruler mon (coeur) J’lui dis pars avec moi Elle m’dit on verra, allonge le cash pour encore une heure Jeune Annie n’a pas le time pour un boug comme oim Pour Fais sa maille elle joue de ses charmes Elle rigole pas elle picole pas Un jour ou l’autre elle s’envolera C’est plus qu’une femme Elle est pire qu’une arme fait tomber les gars quand quand elle wine jamais à oim jamais à toi Elle te fait finir ta vie à poil porte ses bijoux come ses bijoux la portent Elle a sont biz qui fait sentir l’amor Elle tient ses negro par le milieu de la gorge Quand sa silhouette passe le cadre de la porte Rien d’impossible elle ne craint plus la mort Quand elle t’as eu elle peut te laisser dehors Annie c’est une femme qui jette des sorts Annie c’est la femme qui m’a jeté un sort Elle tue sur une 808 Ses brevets sont deposes Symphonie Betthoven Elle sais se dérober / Annie Elle est ok Elle traîne pas avec tous ces cokeheads Elle sait qu’je parle à la fille d’à coté La serrure est crochetée Je la piste comme Disc jockey Son back peut te projeter Si tu la voyais t’serai Choqué J’crois qu’Annie j’veux la locker Annie Elle est ok Bad gal à la bond james Genre de wife que le monde aime Mm ton daron va la stalker Brouille les piste comme Disc jockey Son back peut te projeter Si tu la voyais t’serai Choqué Impossible de l’approcher Mais Annie j’veux la locker
Buoyant, energetic, confident. Piano riff joined by African Buoyant, energetic, confident. Piano riff joined by African percussive sounds, building a pure raw energy. Riser into rhythmic bass and powerful vocal performance with lyrics boasting skills and success. Repetitive beat conveys a sense of consistency and addictive sense of rhythm. A smart individual who does not play with their money, and keeps themselves focused on accruing wealth with no need for distractions.歌词
I like to count the money backwards, Put it in a safe time capsule, Yea, I live life like a bachelor, Girl, I might hit it den ghost like Casper, Speed it up move faster, Runnin' to da money so fast overlapping, Swipe like a card so you know dat ima max it, Quarter of dat thang same color as a taxi, Down on da odds but I still made it happen. Spread like a sheet and I hit like a parlay, Ball feelin' like I’m Marco Piemonte, Max it out, run it up, do it all one day, I just got a ticket I was speeding on a one way, Meet up with the plug so you know I do it Grande, Finna get a rental out the packs up in a Hyundai, I been in the middle so I’m feeling like a hump day, I might igg you over dollars like Andre, Ooo well, Shawty put a hex on me no spell, Bag on me you can look won’t tell, Got the pack on me, You can look gone sale, yeah! Brand new drop location on the rooftop, Overlooking everything dressed in a suit top, Constantly gazing I’m feeling amazing, Can’t slow me down when this paper I’m chasing. I like to count the money backwards, Put it in a safe time capsule, Yea, I live life like a bachelor, Girl, I might hit it den ghost like Casper, Speed it up move faster, Runnin' to da money so fast overlapping, Swipe like a card so you know dat ima max it, Quarter of dat thang same color as a taxi, Down on da odds but I still made it happen.I like to count the money backwards, Put it in a safe time capsule, Yea, I live life like a bachelor, Girl, I might hit it den ghost like Casper, Speed it up move faster, Runnin' to da money so fast overlapping, Swipe like a card so you know dat ima max it, Quarter of dat thang same color as a taxi, Down on da odds but I still made it happen. Spread like a sheet and I hit like a parlay, Ball feelin' like I’m Marco Piemonte, Max it out, run it up, do it all one day, I just got a ticket I was speeding on a one way, Meet up with the plug so you know I do it Grande, Finna get a rental out the packs up in a Hyundai, I been in the middle so I’m feeling like a hump day, I might igg you over dollars like Andre, Ooo well, Shawty put a hex on me no spell, Bag on me you can look won’t tell, Got the pack on me, You can look gone sale, yeah! Brand new drop location on the rooftop, Overlooking everything dressed in a suit top, Constantly gazing I’m feeling amazing, Can’t slow me down when this paper I’m chasing. I like to count the money backwards, Put it in a safe time capsule, Yea, I live life like a bachelor, Girl, I might hit it den ghost like Casper, Speed it up move faster, Runnin' to da money so fast overlapping, Swipe like a card so you know dat ima max it, Quarter of dat thang same color as a taxi, Down on da odds but I still made it happen.
Buoyant, energetic, confident. Piano riff joined by African Buoyant, energetic, confident. Piano riff joined by African percussive sounds, building a pure raw energy. Riser into rhythmic bass and steady electronic beat. Repetitive beat conveys a sense of consistency and addictive sense of rhythm. Visions of a confident individual in a club, someone who does not play with their money, and keeps themselves focused on accruing wealth with no need for distractions. Instrumental version.
Epic, determined, heroic. Smouldering guitar reaches out alongside Epic, determined, heroic. Smouldering guitar reaches out alongside pads and cool melody. Male vocals convey a sense of duty and triumph with lyrics about rallying against restraints or enemies. Sturdy rap instrumentation at 00:40 alongside an agile vocal delivery creating an aura of heroism with lyrics about determination and pushing forward into the unknown with spirit. Visions of a superhero flying above civilisation, looking at a city from impossibly high in the end.歌词
Hot damn, Imma fly tonight, Don’t care,
If I find the light.
I’m ready, My senses sharp,
Blow up,
Like dynamite,
I’m here just to do what’s right,
In my lane, ain’t no look alike, I’m leading a bigger life,
So no one is here to hold me down.
Better be bigger than big,
I’m passionate doing my thing, I cash out I’m like a machine, I type it and ding, The day and night running again, Repeating like I’m in a game,
I’m stronger but feeling the same,
You know what I mean (yea),
I’m seeking for refuge, Am I just running from answers?
I know I’m here to do something,
And it’s way grander than bling, I’ve tried to be realistic,
It didn’t give me foundations, I’m looking for bigger tables, ‘Cause I know what I bring (bling),
Time gonna fly by,
What did I do with my life? Was this the way I set to be,
Or just another drive by?
I came with the abilities, My energy is mile hi, Connected to the story,
And my powers are the highlight, The star is what I’m shooting for, Don’t care about the skyline
(don’t care about the sky), love cannot be measured, Evil is so finite, Keeping what I need, And leaving all the rest behind me,
Going forward everything has perfect timing.
Hot damn, Imma fly tonight,
Don’t care, If I find the light, I’m ready, My senses sharp, Blow up, Like dynamite, I’m here, just to do what’s right, In my lane, ain’t no look alike, I’m leading a bigger life,
So no one is here to hold me down.
No one is here to hold me down, No one is here to hold me down, No one is here to hold me down, No one is here to hold me down.
Epic, determined, heroic. Smouldering guitar reaches out alongside Epic, determined, heroic. Smouldering guitar reaches out alongside pads and cool melody. Slow build with sharp synths into sturdy rap instrumentation at 00:40. A sense of austere honour and integrity from accompanying string chords blooming triumphantly. Heavy instrumentation conveys strength and power. Instrumental version.
Epic, determined, heroic. Smouldering guitar reaches out alongside Epic, determined, heroic. Smouldering guitar reaches out alongside pads. Slow build with sharp synths into sturdy rap instrumentation at 00:40. A sense of austere honour and integrity from accompanying string chords blooming triumphantly. Heavy instrumentation conveys strength and power. Stripped back underscore version.
Epic, determined, heroic. Smouldering guitar reaches out alongside Epic, determined, heroic. Smouldering guitar reaches out alongside pads and cool melody. Serious striding energy from dramatic percussion and haunting synth melodies. Climax at 01:08 into more enlightened chord sequence and passionate drums. Stripped back underscore version.
Dramatic, longing, optimistic. Echoing synth pulses out into a Dramatic, longing, optimistic. Echoing synth pulses out into a distant space. Male vocals about feeling assured, looking for light to block out the darkness, having an epiphany. Break into heavy rap instrumentation with vocals echoing out from somewhere high and important. Trusting in oneself, doing what you believe is right. Clattering cymbals and percussive FX communicating a sense of chaos, contrasting with determined vocal delivery.歌词
Look around, Realise there’s no better place, See the light in your eyes,
Ain’t no better space, I can glow, I can shine,
Ain’t no better days, Moving boulders out the dark,
So I can See the rays,
All the time try to find, How you had it wrong,
Can you cut yourself some slack?
Cause it's been too long, Turn the Tv channel off,
You don’t need it on,
Take it back to where it’s at,
For you to move along.
Yeah, Up on the the top
Level unlocked,
Why you moving stones?
We keep it loose, We keep it hot,
Making you lose control,
You care bout me? Don’t care a lot,
That’s why I got the flow, Taking it minute by minute, I can’t wait to hit it, I’m running the show, And I know that you notice, I’m on a mission, My weapon is loaded with ammunition,
my mental is right for this very moment,
Don’t need no approval or recognition,
My decisions are based on the feeling of trusting my vision,
I’m charging through all the glass in the ceiling,
I’m showing you facts,
To be exact, I’m here to act,
I’m here to win it!
Look around, Realise there’s no better place, See the light in your eyes, Ain’t no better space, I can glow, I can shine, Ain’t no better days, Moving boulders out the dark, So I can See the rays, All the time try to find, How you had it wrong, Can you cut yourself some slack? Cause it's been too long, Turn the Tv channel off, You don’t need it on, Take it back to where it’s at, For you to move along.
Dramatic, longing, optimistic. Echoing synth pulses out into a Dramatic, longing, optimistic. Echoing synth pulses out into a distant space, visions of a superhero floating in the distance, trusting in themselves. Instrumentation builds alongside ticking percussion. Break into heavy electronic instrumentation. A sense of self assurance, trusting in oneself and doing what you feel is right. Clattering cymbals and percussive FX communicating a sense of chaos, contrasting with triumphant melodies. Instrumental version.
Dramatic, longing, optimistic. Echoing synth pulses out into a Dramatic, longing, optimistic. Echoing synth pulses out into a distant space, visions of a superhero floating in the distance, trusting in themselves. Instrumentation builds alongside ticking percussion. Break into heavy electronic instrumentation. A sense of self assurance, trusting in oneself and doing what you feel is right. Clattering cymbals and percussive FX communicating a sense of chaos, contrasting with triumphant melodies. Stripped back underscore version.
Dramatic, longing, optimistic. Echoing synth pulses out into a Dramatic, longing, optimistic. Echoing synth pulses out into a distant space, launch into sudden serious section with heavy percussion hammering out a sense of intensity and drama. Large riser into climax at 00:55 with war drums and cataclysmic melodies. Stripped back underscore version.
Dramatic, longing, optimistic. Echoing synth pulses out into a Dramatic, longing, optimistic. Echoing synth pulses out into a distant space with a voicelike melody following with it. Shift into determined section with heavy percussion hammering out a sense of intensity and drama. Large riser into climax at 00:55 with war drums and cataclysmic melodies.
Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish & English. Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish & English. Dedicated to female friends. Female rap singer, electric harpsichord, synth, fx bullet, fx vinyl noise & electronic percussion. Interlude @ 2'17.歌词
ES:
tengo el quinto elemento
represión automática
las niñas de mis ojos
rugen humo mientras bailan
hombros anchos y altas
fuertes como jabatas
mascarillas azules
y unas velas aromáticas
a pesar del chandal somos todas muy románticas
y cada rumba sale directa del anima
donde no hay dinero hay carisma y sociedad
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
tenemos el pelo como las lobas árticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
las malas tenemos conexión telepática
guárdate para ti toda tu insulsa plática
la noche se presenta juguetona y acida
y he contao' las veces que me has mirao' pasar
no me hagas tener que sumártelas
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
miran de reojo por la rabia
quieren bailar salsa con nosotras para oler la jacaranda
mírale a la cara mientras baja
brujas con sus capsulas letales como efímeras erráticas
es el truco que nunca le falla
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
en la pista es como una bala
rapida precisa y luego mata
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
no somos gatas de teoría
EN:
I have the fifth element
automatic repression
the girls of my eyes
roar smoke as they dance
broad-shouldered and tall
strong as jabatas
blue masks
and scented candles
in spite of the tracksuit we are all very romantic
and every party comes straight from the soul
where there is no money there is charisma and society
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are practical
we have hair like the arctic she-wolves
we are practical
we are practical
we bad girls have telepathic connection
keep all your dull chatter to yourself
the night comes playful and acidic
and I've counted all the times you've watched me pass by
don't make me have to add them up to you
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
they look sideways out of rage
they want to dance salsa with us just to smell the jacaranda
look at their face as it goes down
witches with their lethal capsules as ephemeral erratics
it's the trick that never fails them
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
on the dance floor she' s like a bullet
fast accurate and then kills
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are not theory cats
Explicit. Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish. Explicit. Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish. Dedicated to female friends. Female rap singer, electric harpsichord, synth, fx bullet, fx vinyl noise & electronic percussion. Interlude @ 2'17.歌词
ES:
tengo el quinto elemento
represión automática
las niñas de mis ojos
rugen humo mientras bailan
hombros anchos y altas
fuertes como jabatas
mascarillas azules
y unas velas aromáticas
a pesar del chandal somos todas muy románticas
y cada rumba sale directa del anima
donde no hay dinero hay carisma y sociedad
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
tenemos el pelo como las lobas árticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
las malas tenemos conexión telepática
guárdate para ti toda tu insulsa plática
la noche se presenta juguetona y acida
y he contao' las veces que me has mirao' pasar
no me hagas tener que sumártelas
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
miran de reojo por la rabia
quieren bailar salsa con nosotras para oler la jacaranda
mírale a la cara mientras baja
brujas y pastillas en la rave como efímeras erráticas
es el truco que nunca le falla
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
en la pista es como una bala
rapida precisa y luego mata
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
no somos gatas de teoría
EN:
I have the fifth element
automatic repression
the girls of my eyes
roar smoke as they dance
broad-shouldered and tall
strong as jabatas
blue masks
and scented candles
in spite of the tracksuit we are all very romantic
and every party comes straight from the soul
where there is no money there is charisma and society
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are practical
we have hair like the arctic she-wolves
we are practical
we are practical
we bad girls have telepathic connection
keep all your dull chatter to yourself
the night comes playful and acidic
and I've counted all the times you've watched me pass by
don't make me have to add them up to you
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
they look sideways out of rage
they want to dance salsa with us just to smell the jacaranda
look at their face as it goes down
witches and pills at the rave as ephemeral erratics
it's the trick that never fails them
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
on the dance floor she' s like a bullet
fast accurate and then kills
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are not theory cats
Funky, bouncy, boastful. Brass instruments and heavy percussion Funky, bouncy, boastful. Brass instruments and heavy percussion assert a buoyant atmosphere, leaning into jazzy notes and disco sounds. Female rap vocals about a group of girls working hard in order to party hard. Provocative lyrics and fun beat conjure images of a room full of friends dancing, convincing others to dance in the middle of a circle, fun party vibe with attitude.歌词
Ha Get up
Yeah
If you want it come and get,
if you want it come and get,
If you want it come and get,
work it, shake it, make that thing go,
Oh If you want it come and get, if you want it come and get
If you want it come and get, work it, shake it, make that thing go.
Ayo! What it do?
I gotta whole load of this heat comin' through,
Riding in deep with my so solid crew,
Moving to the beat cuz that’s how we do,
Yuh! Level up while its hot,
Gonna make it rain all day on my block,
Put in all the work 9-5 no stop,
Now we do the dance to the beat make it drop.
Show me how you move, yea work it,
Get you in the mood, bezerkin,
Now we comin' through, with the heat while its hot,
Yo what you workin' with, show me what you got!
If you want it come and get, if you want it come and get,
If you want it come and get, work it, shake it, make that thing go.
Gonna make it rain all day, make it rain all day, make it rain all day on my block,
Gonna make it rain all day, make it rain all day, make it rain all day on my block,
Gonna make it rain all day, make it rain all day, make it rain all day on my block,
Gonna make it rain all day, make it rain all day, make it rain all day on my block.
Funky, bouncy, boastful. Brass instruments and heavy percussion Funky, bouncy, boastful. Brass instruments and heavy percussion assert a buoyant atmosphere, leaning into jazzy notes and disco sounds. Male rap vocals about a group of individuals working hard in order to party hard. Provocative lyrics and fun beat conjure images of a room full of friends dancing, convincing others to dance in the middle of a circle, fun party vibe with attitude. Male vocal version.
Funky, bouncy, boastful. Brass instruments and heavy percussion Funky, bouncy, boastful. Brass instruments and heavy percussion assert a buoyant atmosphere, leaning into jazzy notes and disco sounds. Unpredictable organic sounds and fun beat conjure images of a room full of friends dancing, convincing others to dance in the middle of a circle, fun party vibe with attitude. Instrumental version.
Funky, bouncy, boastful. Claps and heavy drums assert a buoyant Funky, bouncy, boastful. Claps and heavy drums assert a buoyant atmosphere, with buoyant bass asserting a dance aura. Fun beat conjures images of a room full of friends dancing, convincing others to dance in the middle of a circle, fun party vibe with attitude. Stripped back underscore version.
Lionel Fabert Sebastien Graux Patrick Kabongo Louis Lepine
Hip hop / rap. Powerful & determined with attitude & swagger. Hip hop Hip hop / rap. Powerful & determined with attitude & swagger. Hip hop song about pride, parable of the man who achieves fame and is in constant need of recognition. Buzzing rock guitar riff, male rapping, heavy beat & claps. Suggested for team sports & fighting sports.歌词
King
Yeah, I’m a king Yeah, I’m a king
I got the whole land on my shoulder
It’s my time and the wait is over
Feel the weight of the fate greats but you cannot relate
Cause it can’t be molded
Can you carry the praise the shame the love and the hate
When days gets get colder
I been conquering every kinda thing
So you might wanna join this side of things
So all raise for the most High YESSIR
Got the gold of the crown up YESSIR
I’m the king of the town
When the swords get waived then the trumpet sounds up YESSIR
Made it off the ground, cant never let up
They hold me down, kings always get up
High on my horse I’m ahead of the league
Cocky I’m never I’m better then the
Treat me like a king I been your majesty
Treat me like a king I been your majesty
Why my opposition always mad at me
Go get you a crown if you as bad at me
I’m a king, king, king (oh-oh,oh-oh, oh-oh)
I’m a king, king, king (oh-oh,oh-oh, oh-oh)
My crown don’t sway, King, Don’t be testing my faith, You Guessed right I’m him, I got a lot of power in my hands, Move the pawns make em dance, Gather troops in advance, I Gotta tools to make damage, Don’t make me change my stance, Can’t break down my Fortress, Couldn’t break in my focus, Pound for pound I’m gorgeous, Running the town, like Forrest, Hail to the king, All take a kneel, Heavens could sing,
The devil ain’t real, I did it for us, Took care of the bill, Paying my dues, Until I’m concealed
Treat me like a king I been your majesty
Treat me like a king I been your majesty
Why my opposition always mad at me
Go get you a crown if you as bad at me
I’m a king, king, king (oh-oh,oh-oh, oh-oh)
I’m a king, king, king (oh-oh,oh-oh, oh-oh
Instrumental hip hop. Powerful & determined. Swagger & attitude. Instrumental hip hop. Powerful & determined. Swagger & attitude. Instrumental hip hop with rock touch. Insistent hip hop beat. Suggested for sport reports, team sports & fight sports.
Hip hop / rap. Rap with lyrics about being winning, concentration & Hip hop / rap. Rap with lyrics about being winning, concentration & pressure before the competition. Anticipating, encouraging & tenacious. Male rapping, electronics & tense hip hop beat. Suggested for martial arts, team & fight sports.歌词
Ready For War
Step outside the box
Pressure getting hot
Hopped up out the kettle
(WOOF)
Mentally I’m locked
I could never stop
Till they hit the metal
(WOOF)
Adrenaline ease
Feel like apolo I’m takin a creed
(WOOF)
I box with my shadow the only one close enough
Just throw the towel and leave
(WOOF)
I’m ready to lead
Applying pressure I pictured this moment relentless I’m running like engines inside of Tesla
(WOOF)
The difference between you and is that I’m ready to leave in a stretching
Ain’t no one better
I’m destined for greatness thats word to mohammed Ali
I’m up on the scene
I’m up on the scene
I’m ready for war, ready
Applying pressure I pictured this moment relentless I’m running like engines inside of Tesla
(Woof)
I’m ready for war, ready
I’m destined for greatness thats word to mohammed Ali
I’m up on the scene
I’m ready for war
I’m ready for war tonight
Settle score, settle the score tonight
I’m ready for war
I’m ready for war tonight
Locked and loaded
It was written wrote it now I’m back with a motive
(WOOF)
Legend now I know it hear scream my name sound like locomotives
(WOOF)
The top
Yeah on my way to top
The Hustle’s from days on block when the weight the world on my shoulders would weight a lot/
The rush in my body would stay alot
I’m focus i don’t need to say alot
Competence turns into confidence I need the victory way before compliments
Closer
Title waiting with my chauffeur
I told you I dreamt for this moment can’t nobody stop only i control
I’m ready for war, ready
Applying pressure I pictured this moment relentless I’m running like engines inside of Tesla
(Woof)
I’m ready for war, ready
I’m destined for greatness thats word to mohammed Ali
I’m up on the scene
I’m ready for war
I’m ready for war tonight
Settle score, settle the score tonight
I’m ready for war
I’m ready for war tonight
Instrumental hip hop. Determined, tense & insistent. Dramatic Instrumental hip hop. Determined, tense & insistent. Dramatic staccato strings, pounding hip hop beat & electronics. Suggested for drama sports.
Bouncy trap beat & strong hip hop trailer track with male rapper. Bouncy trap beat & strong hip hop trailer track with male rapper. Swagger & proud. Hybrid percussion & trailer FX. Lyrics about adversity & resisting. Break @ 1'15 building-up with strong impact & riser. Climax @ 1'44. Back end. Suggested for fighting sport, action movie & entertainment.歌词
I’m a dying breed,
I’m A dying breed,
Let em hear the artillery,
Woah Full penetration in the magazine,
If I aim close enough, then he won’t breathe again,
I don’t spray for the fun,
But I enjoy the thrill,
I was built different,
yeah you know the drill
No You gonna wake the cobra,
Blow it up like supernova,
Buckle up, this here the closer,
Huddle up, let’s take control and,
We’re gonna creep thru the door and,
Ain’t nobody seen us coming,
We came here to shut the party,
Sorry,
I do not pack with no mini toys,
I got them guns, making scary noise,
The Team moving up, if they hear my voice,
Hate the violence but I won’t avoid it,
I was Born a rider, I ain’t had a choice,
I’m a Dying breed with a death wish, and I’m coming for you with a vengeance,
For every soul that fell in a fight,
Rejoice,
Every soul that found the path to the light,
Rejoice,
My and my brother give our lives to this fam,
Cuz we chose it,
We’re dying breed, cuz we’re chosen,
I’m a dying breed,
I’m A dying breed,
Let em hear the artillery,
Woah Full penetration in the magazine,
If I aim close enough, then he won’t breathe again,
I don’t spray for the fun
But I enjoy the thrill,
I was built different,
yeah you know the drill
I’m a dying breed,
I’m a dying breed
I’m a dying breed
Riding with my brothers fighting for a dream,
I’m a dying breed,
I’m a dying breed
I’m a dying breed
Contemporary pop-soul song, hip-hop. Inspired, confident & modern Contemporary pop-soul song, hip-hop. Inspired, confident & modern with a UK vibe. Male rapper, female back-up singer, synth & rhythm. Recommended for attitude, fashion, TV shows. 歌词
When I feel your vibes, when you push the lines,
I feel like a dime,
Give me what you got, you make me so high
Boy you know, you’re blowing my mind
Guillaume :
What kind, of music you make for real?
Can we make a deal? Show me music skills
What kind, of keyboard you play with?
Can we make feat? Re, do, la, si, mi
What kind?
Electro trap song. Catchy, modern & determined. Suggested for fashion Electro trap song. Catchy, modern & determined. Suggested for fashion & urban landscapes. Synth, male singer with auto-tune & rhythm.歌词
Hold on to the feelin like there's no tomorrow
Pushing the glass cieiling but you broke and borrowed
Looking for some freedom between jokes and sorrow
Hold on hold on
Hold on to the lady like she's all you got
Hold on cause she might be one day all you got
Grab a hold a something cause the train gon start
Hold on hold on hold on
I prayed for them
Was scared for them
I'm back from it
Urban, attitude, cool. Dramatic synths with tough, driving drums and Urban, attitude, cool. Dramatic synths with tough, driving drums and bass are joined by piano and confident male MC vocals with swagger. Suspenseful, catchy verses move into strong, determined choruses with vocal FX and shout outs. Motivating, brooding and gritty 90s hip hop. EXPLICIT.
歌词
Rap dude smack you i don’t got an attitude Grab you slash you this is how i battle cruise
Straight to the centre caution do not enter
I be eating rappers i ain’t even meant to
I’m a little mental stab you with a pencil
I can see through you kind of like a stencil
I’m built tough no ford here rap top speed No fourth gear
dark side beats no force here
Crew on top no falls dear
Eh yo i hate this beat I hate these rhymes
The life i live is a life of crime
Here i be there it is Hide your wife hide your kids Did a stretch did a bitch like a jungle where i live
The bell tolls with the reapers glory
What you seen in life you couldn’t read in story
You people bore me you see me snoring
I be up all night don’t see the morning
Leave you john doe till you peoples mourning
Now i hit the sky so you can see me soaring
You ain’t so tough with that bad boy tuck
Ima get it how i’m living ima walk the walk outline my lines I rap through thought
body bag the verse outlined in chalk
Eh yo i hate this beat I hate these rhymes
The life i live is a life of crime
Here i be there it is Hide your wife hide your kids
Did a stretch did a bitch like a jungle where i live
Urban, attitude, cool. Dramatic synths with tough, driving drums and Urban, attitude, cool. Dramatic synths with tough, driving drums and bass are joined by piano and confident male MC vocals with swagger. Suspenseful, catchy verses move into strong, determined choruses with vocal FX and shout outs. Motivating, brooding and gritty 90s hip hop. CLEAN EDIT.
歌词
Rap dude smack you i don’t got an attitude Grab you slash you this is how i battle cruise
Straight to the centre caution do not enter
I be eating rappers i ain’t even meant to
I’m a little mental stab you with a pencil
I can see through you kind of like a stencil
I’m built tough no ford here
rap top speed no fourth gear
Dark side beats no force here
crew on top no falls dear
Eh yo i hate this beat i hate these rhymes
the life i live is a life of crime
Here i be there it is hide your wife hide your kids
did a stretch did a like a jungle where i live
The bell tolls with the reapers glory
what you seen in life you couldn’t read in story
You people bore me you see me snoring
i be up all night don’t see the morning
Leave you john doe till you peoples mourning
now i hit the sky so you can see me soaring
You ain’t so tough with that bad boy tuck
ima get it how i’m living ima walk the walk
Outline my lines i rap through thought
body bag the verse outlined in chalk
Eh yo i hate this beat i hate these rhymes
the life i live is a life of crime
Here i be there it is hide your wife hide your kids did a stretch did a like a jungle where i live
Urban, attitude, cool. Dramatic hip hop underscore with swagger, Urban, attitude, cool. Dramatic hip hop underscore with swagger, featuring synths, driving drums and bass and piano. Suspenseful, catchy verse sections move into strong, determined chorus sections with vocal FX and shout outs. Motivating, brooding and gritty 90s hip hop.
Urban, attitude, cool. Dramatic synths with tough, driving drums and Urban, attitude, cool. Dramatic synths with tough, driving drums and bass are joined by piano and confident male MC vocals with swagger. Suspenseful, catchy verse moves into strong, determined chorus section with vocal FX and shout outs. Motivating, brooding and gritty 90s hip hop. EXPLICIT.
