Real Dope World - Burning Trees lyrics

Burning Trees

Real Dope World

GENRE

Rap

SPOTIFY APPLE MUSIC AMAZON MUSIC DEEZER

Verse 1 (Real Dope World):
I don’t know who else could raise the bar
I lost you and I can’t think too far
You know you are on my mind 24/7
Girl I know you resting with my Dad in heaven

I wanted to laugh, but then I cried and then I choked
Too much weed in my yard, too much shmoke
I tried to be the bigger man but then I shrunk
All of my baggage, (baggage, baggage) I put in the trunk

This pain, this one don’t come with no gain, all of the time I’m insane
Thinking of you, this shit be turning me blue, smoking and thinking of you
Say I’m the GOAT, but I don’t where to go, this shit is hurting my soul
Killing my hope, sick of this broken world, I had to open up

I tried to work, but, noth’ was working inside of me
Devil raising rivalries, filling my plane with wanna-bes
Killing my game and fighting me, feeding my pain with vitamins
Looking for ways to buy me in, oh and I was smoking trees


Hook (Real Dope World):
Way, too deep in my feelings now
I pray, to the Lord to fix me now
Hurt, so much that I can’t trust you
Burnt, trees just like they burnt me too

Way, too deep in my feelings now
I pray, to the Lord to fix me now
Hurt, so much that I can’t trust you
(Can’t trust you, no I can’t trust you)


Verse 2 (Abenit):
Burning up, but really changing thing ya I be turning leaves
Down to me, I like the sound me g. I'll make you proud you'll see
Always some one to prove it to but not this man
In 3rd person cause the things I do take 3 got damn

I see through, all the scams. That they feed you
All them plans, that don't come true
All them things that still haunt you
You just need them to come through

Damn believe it and it might happen why don't you. Just have a little fucking faith and, take a puff breath and relax a bit
Food for thought that's what I just did
Now I'm eating to conclude this shit
Full as hell but I ain't full of it

Guaranteed that i Get through the flames and then replace it, talking bout OK with not staying complacent
Pulling out all the weeds that our lives keeps facing. Take a breath and sit back its a lot to take in
Eyes wide open seeing all the lives that we makin. Better than our own cause of the lies that were placed in
And I'm telling you that I'm just way too-


Hook (Real Dope World):
Way, too deep in my feelings now
I pray, to the Lord to fix me now
Hurt, so much that I can’t trust you
Burnt, trees just like they burnt me too

Way, too deep in my feelings now
I pray, to the Lord to fix me now
Hurt, so much that I can’t trust you
Burnt, trees just like they burnt me too

Related songs

Roblox-SUGGEST A TITTLE@AbigailCurtin CalineczkoFifka Nobody ElseSummer Walker CityPop AGA 江海迦 We Are FearlessH Y B R I D YO MAMAS RADIATOR​SLAUGHTER HOUSE Anh Giữ Em Lại BuôngCao Sĩ Hùng Got U!Shi Shi A Ghost!Pure Mothman ChangesGlxtchxn

Sa-Roc - Reconstruction of the Heart lyrics

Reconstruction of the Heart

Sa-Roc

GENRE

Rap

SPOTIFY APPLE MUSIC AMAZON MUSIC DEEZER

1st Verse:
Youngin I remember hide and seek after lights out. Tell the homies pipe down. Y'all gon wake the house up. Then we gon have to fight now. Batman, Batman who gon hit my left hand? Cuz once they slap the palm it's on and popping-finna scrap dance. That was back when the crack had fractured the Black collective. We was fragments of this establishment-disconnected. Roc vernacular dope, in fact, cuz that shit's infested with them dirty streets, festering rotten drеams-disinfectant. 'Member rocking camouflagе cutting through them back woods? Steady tryna camouflage red eye from them Backwoods. Every exhale similar to status of them Black 'hoods. In other words, they up in smoke. No Cheech to lighten that mood. Fought like alley cats, streets like Alcatraz. This the Alamo. Hate our native tongues, them boys preyed on the tribe like Navajo. Don't know how in the hell we survived the daily violence though. This is just a memory of every ghetto child I know. Mercy

HOOK:
Hands up in the air
But only if you feel like
You ain't gotta think about it if it feel right
See the home that made me came with bitter and the sweet Like my heart tryna imitate real life
That's ok. I came out fine
Found my greatness in all that grind
Kept that faith and ain't stop trying
To make my mark in every space that I find
Oh lawd I

2nd verse:
I can still remember high school. That was when the homie died. Killed before his 19th, seem like those were passage rites. We was tryna fight the world. Nature rather Cassius like. A gamble tryna beat the odds. Tell em, "hold up pass the dice". Corner store, liquor store, Michelob, church. Dope boys go missing when the pigeons go chirp. Those boys fingers itching to pull a trigger on a perp. Of course, if he tinted, no judicial courts work. I remember summers on MLK Ave was like a shark tank. They circling feminine assets like it's shark bait. When us young women would pass, it'd raise their heart rate. The denim had us looking like we copping squats-park bench. They popping wheelies on Yamahas feeling kamikaze. That's how young Mike ended up between the sheets-Ronald Isley. But we keep playing with life and death like a childish hobby. Caught between a rock and the hardest place in the valley. Mercy

HOOK:
Hands up in the air
But only if you feel like
You ain't gotta think about it if it feel right
See the home that made me came with bitter and the sweet Like my heart tryna imitate real life
That's ok. I came out fine
Found my greatness in all that grind
Kept that faith and ain't stop trying
To make my mark in every space that I find
Oh lawd I

3rd verse:
I know you keep mentioning that I dwell in the past. But I'm known for long memory like an elephant has. Been prone to hold grudges like a devilish ex. Betrothed to Black excellence like I'm Betty Shabazz. My dude, I came up with Hueys and Ninas in class. You ain't rocking with the familia, we'll immediately clash. They'll market us til we popular then retreat with the cash. And stock us with guns and roses for the people we slash. My lord, this love deep and complicated. Split in half every time I sit and contemplate it. They made us a mark just cuz the darkest continent made us. This ain't regular. Shit has to stop-constipated. But I was made from the concrete. Raised on them front stoops. Praised by them aunties, 10k on their front tooth. Aged from them rough edges, saved by their blunt truth. Engraved with the scars and stripes if you want proof. Have mercy

HOOK:
Hands up in the air
But only if you feel like
You ain't gotta think about it if it feel right
See the home that made me came with bitter and the sweet Like my heart tryna imitate real life
That's ok. I came out fine
Found my greatness in all that grind
Kept that faith and ain't stop trying
To make my mark in every space that I find
Oh lawd I

Mercy, mercy, mercy
Have mercy

Related songs

CMCAlf The Explicit The Great MystifierHiss Golden Messenger FUCK IT I STAY HIGHCOOLIGANS Kawkab Wase3Molotof If I Were A RavenRoy Forbes Trích TiênTiểu Yên Leave the HouseTonyaJae SELFish Dawn Richard Stop Frontin Raw B Snatch Elevator BootsCounting Crows

BIG30 - Free Shiest Life lyrics

Free Shiest Life

BIG30

GENRE

Rap

SPOTIFY APPLE MUSIC AMAZON MUSIC DEEZER

[Intro: BIG30]
(I-I-I-Impossible Dreamz Music Group)
Big Blrrrd

[Verse 1: BIG30]
I got four today left with me to find out where they at (Okay)
Load up, three shots left up in the choppa (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
Ten shots in the TEC (Okay)
I know I'ma shake the spot
Won’t ever panic, break a sweat (Never)
When I see you, that's your life
To be a hashtag on the 'net (On God)
How the fuck you claim my shit?
You see my opp and don’t get off (Off)
I'm disgusted with you nigga
I start to break your fucking jaw (Pussy)
My next shit would've got ugly
If I was there when you got caught
You would've been the next one burnin' in this blunt
To make me cough, blrrrd
Big Blrrrd, tryna make this ho looking like 50 Cent (Icе)
We Blrrrd Gang we get activе, we never send a hit (Shiest')
Might catch my next one on your block, pull up bumping this shit (Blrrrd)
Shake ass, shots sent from afar, chase her ass down with switches
They fully rip out, through it rip, made the boy real karma (Through his stomach)
Pussy got hit with that glizzy, he holla out for his momma
No savin' him, be hatin' him, my hood is royal rumble
Before I pick with Chyna, I know pickin’ out that thumper (On God)
Clutch on whoever, my momma got one son
And he went bought about one chester (The hood)
Every day eating noodles with the hot sauce and black pepper (It’s good)
Can't ever go for shit, ’fore rap I really was a stepper (I'm steppin')
Two steppin' with that .40 catch me dancing with the devil (I’m weaponed)
Every state with them Dracs, we don't give a fuck if they dirty
Can't peform with no gun, you can't move big without the '30 (Big Blrrrd)
No Percocets start working so I fucked 'round, popped a Curry (Third)
You play and the weight is on my kid, we still gon' hurt him
When they come to this beat we get to flipping shit like burgers
And you can't join the gang unless you know some' 'bout a murder
New opp pack in my lung, Wock' got me moving like a turtle
Flag 'round my head [?] purp'
On Grape, I had been Crippin', nigga, big Crip
My head high, my eyes low, dope all in my system, nigga
The man of the house, I take care of my sisters, nigga (My girl)
You better not play around with my girls
Or I'ma go get her nigga (My world)

[Interlude: BIG30]
Know what I'm sayin'? See a lotta niggas talk this shit
A lotta nigga just rap this shit, we really gon' go get her, nigga
Nigga just hollerin' Choppa Gang shit out for a friend, for clout and shit
This shit for real, man (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
You ain't puttin' it down for your shit, nigga
Don't ever holler that shit, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
For real, Big Blrrrd, Choppa Gang NT CEO stand
I put it on for this shit (Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm)
Big Blrrrd, blrrrd

[Verse 2: Pooh Shiesty]
Way before we ran 'cross the money
Niggas paid up with respect
Way before we ran 'cross the money
Niggas paid up with respect
No CGE's stands down to no one
We the ones who pose the threat
I'ma up the chop on my fan, he done got too close to my neck, blrrrd

Related songs

BreathlessLeif Bent Busque Y CompareEl Reno Renardo 장미꽃 향기는 바람에 날리고 [Romanized]Red Velvet GoFoodie Kay SEASON OF THE WITCHVYX BLV$ Man Go BlowBony Geez Wichita LinemanGuns N' Roses Carry OnOT the Real SuperluminalSeething Akira 秘密のアフレイド 麻倉 もも

Lyric: Karl Kani by Trilly Trills

Karl Kani

Trilly Trills

GENRE

Rap

SPOTIFY APPLE MUSIC AMAZON MUSIC DEEZER

[Chorus: Trilly Trills]
Uh, connect , politic, dito
On the grind never online with the info
All my hittas know keep it low like a limbo
No communication with the nigga in the middle
Uh, real hittas get it live
Blacking in this Karl Kani
Me against the world like its 95
Blacking in this Karl Kani

[Verse 1: Prince Ak]
From nothing to something my block running
Now the fiends throughout the city yo they keep coming
No more middleman I got the spot jumping
Got the bitches and niggas asking to hold something
I give em nothing, hold this you think I'm bluffing
On my grind daily blowing down blue muffin
Politic with the homies and then I keep it trucking
Disrespect in my hood the homies get to busting

[Verse 2: Trilly Trills]
A hop, skip, and a jump from waving the pump
Now tell me what you want when wе come from the slums uh
Hit heads it’ll sound likе click clacks
Hittas got the special sauce with them big macs sheeesh
See you tryna be a rap god
I'm the one that's issuing the fatwa
This the ink of a scholar
Betting on Black I’m spending the Trill Dollar (hold up)

[Verse 3: Drift]
Who's the baddest, I see the status is up in the air
These cowards watching my pockets because it's nothing in theirs
Look in their eyes nothing but fear suckers is
Lot of cappin but that's what happens when fucking with squares
You so bitch, you smoke dick, you just mad you know Drift do dope shit
Sending clowns on an early date to the pearly gates
See this 38 and wipe the smile off your dirty face

[Chorus: Trilly Trills]
Uh, connect , politic, dito
On the grind never online with the info
All my hittas know keep it low like a limbo
No communication with the nigga in the middle
Uh, real hittas get it live
Blacking in this Karl Kani
Me against the world like its 95
Blacking in this Karl Kani

[Verse 4: Tru Trilla]
050 militia anunnaki elixir
Colloidal silver monatomic gold dripper
7K the picture
Hip Hop mercenaries
Eight bar verse shottie burst very deadly
Verbal semiauto hundred round medley heavy
Shoot up ya stingy bars they rhyme very petty
Respect the upmost
Let it go up close cut throats
Get your throat cut yall burned toast

[Verse 5: Frank Castle]
They all bracing for the God he battle testing ain't a sign of fading
Keep gelato in the jars and the broads chasing
Money talk it ain't a bag it ain't a conversation
Tryna take mine arms waving no salutation
Board breaking I'm Shaq down in the post paving
Wave making my competition on edge shaking
Heavy on the lead dont stand a chance nigga short with patience
ASAP run me my snatch dont have no time wasting

[Verse 6: RIQ]
Feel the heat when you walk and I laugh
Fire when I lay it down it spark from my pad
Fuck it show em the hammer a Lowes supply ad
Big K on the chest like Karl Kani ad
You rocking with the best
I’m hard when I provide this adrenaline sound
When my blood pressure boil ain’t no simmering down
I'm tired of that delivery and feminine style
My team solid ain’t no suckas allowed (050 nigga)

Others songs from the artist

CrispyTrilly Trills EasyTrilly Trills