Super Legendary Upbeat Cosmic Spacey Out of this World Hip-hop type Banger with vlean clear crisp American male savage street flow-etry delivery on verses and clean clear crisp latin accented female Intro, Hook & Outro and centered and leveled engineering
https://suno.com/s/sBdHAebm1s1W323Q
[Intro, somber Latin female melancholy beckoning]
Come on & tell me what's really going on with U...
[Hook, upbeat female Meloncoley melody]
Mis lágrimas se han enfriado, me pregunto por qué
Incluso me levanté de la cama
La lluvia de la mañana nubla mi ventana
Y no puedo ver nada
Y aunque pudiera, todo serÃa gris.
Pero tu foto en mi pared
Me recuerda que no es tan malo
No es tan malo, no, no es tan malo
Después de todo...
[V1, American male resigned and dedicated kamakazi flow-etry]
U ever felt like 2 empty glocks?!
Like U could just turn right into Tupac?!
Over night or in a split second
Shit can change but does it really
All I've ever known was Disenfranchisement
Being a ward of the state
So what's the state of illusion
If I was Disillusioned long ago
I can't even let a show, disc or movie play
Without have'n to cut it off before it ends B-cuz the bad guy wins & U see
I been look'n 4 the Fif fade foe 20 plus years now & nothing so whereas motherfuckers say
If U wish for death U'd best be careful what U ask 4
Well shit bixes I've long been look'n 4 some kind of retro-retro-bution 4 a life of shit
A shit to show for like life, shit 4 Brains
Skill & know how, anyhow
Tell me how I'm supposed 2 just Carry On
When there's never been any hope well except 4
Swing'n from a rope or gun'n from the gallows, oh!
[Hook, upbeat Latin female Meloncoley melody]
[V2, American male roller coaster flow-etry like a bad head trip]
Flip threw the Mem'Wars like a Holy Book
Quiet little nooks that I like to Brook over this broken but healed heart
Off set from the start so it's no wonder why
No 1's heard of No Recs
Life gives man just 3 routes of feel'n accomplished
Turn'n 50, become'n a grandfather & going farther than any other man
But just please tell me, how I was supposed to ever get there, fit in
If I was cut from the roster long before I ever landed an airwave
Some say being as-so Golden Glow'n & Glisten'n should be the ultimate win in life
When all I can say is, how?
Being stuck between being Bob the Butler
And know'n the feds fears of me is why
Life seems like, I could just drop all the acts
And act on all the ill actions taken out of me
So watch it, I'll never believe any man who's been beat'n blind to a pulp & gulps
When he even just hears of me
Me the guy Life foe got about quicker than
Just step'n out the houses threshold
Look'n like the only mission is death!
[Hook, upbeat Latin female Meloncoley melody]
[V3, American male gritty super aggressive]
Now I'm not out here say'n I'm thee
American bad ass of all bad apples
All I'm say'n is-all man has a throat, okay Adam
And just which is it, U can carry or U can't
It's the 1 & final theory so while we play
Original gangsters for prank-stirs
There's a certain sort of simple whole other aspect to life, respect
And I or any 1 else needs 2 do 2 see this is
Pick up a set of sights & the internal fortitude
2-B rude enough 2 pick up
A target & gets 2 rush'n it & the moe ground U gain the lesser the horizon seems 2 Faine
But I mean by all means we can gets 2 seeing
Baines 4 Baines
Cuz what in all reality makes U think any of this is real?!
Well 4 beginners, this Star Starter Federally Jacket
That fits ever so nicely so won't U raise yo aims with me & toast the downfall!
[Hook, upbeat Latin female Meloncoley melody]
https://suno.com/s/sBdHAebm1s1W323Q
[Intro, somber Latin female melancholy beckoning]
Come on & tell me what's really going on with U...
[Hook, upbeat female Meloncoley melody]
Mis lágrimas se han enfriado, me pregunto por qué
Incluso me levanté de la cama
La lluvia de la mañana nubla mi ventana
Y no puedo ver nada
Y aunque pudiera, todo serÃa gris.
Pero tu foto en mi pared
Me recuerda que no es tan malo
No es tan malo, no, no es tan malo
Después de todo...
[V1, American male resigned and dedicated kamakazi flow-etry]
U ever felt like 2 empty glocks?!
Like U could just turn right into Tupac?!
Over night or in a split second
Shit can change but does it really
All I've ever known was Disenfranchisement
Being a ward of the state
So what's the state of illusion
If I was Disillusioned long ago
I can't even let a show, disc or movie play
Without have'n to cut it off before it ends B-cuz the bad guy wins & U see
I been look'n 4 the Fif fade foe 20 plus years now & nothing so whereas motherfuckers say
If U wish for death U'd best be careful what U ask 4
Well shit bixes I've long been look'n 4 some kind of retro-retro-bution 4 a life of shit
A shit to show for like life, shit 4 Brains
Skill & know how, anyhow
Tell me how I'm supposed 2 just Carry On
When there's never been any hope well except 4
Swing'n from a rope or gun'n from the gallows, oh!
[Hook, upbeat Latin female Meloncoley melody]
[V2, American male roller coaster flow-etry like a bad head trip]
Flip threw the Mem'Wars like a Holy Book
Quiet little nooks that I like to Brook over this broken but healed heart
Off set from the start so it's no wonder why
No 1's heard of No Recs
Life gives man just 3 routes of feel'n accomplished
Turn'n 50, become'n a grandfather & going farther than any other man
But just please tell me, how I was supposed to ever get there, fit in
If I was cut from the roster long before I ever landed an airwave
Some say being as-so Golden Glow'n & Glisten'n should be the ultimate win in life
When all I can say is, how?
Being stuck between being Bob the Butler
And know'n the feds fears of me is why
Life seems like, I could just drop all the acts
And act on all the ill actions taken out of me
So watch it, I'll never believe any man who's been beat'n blind to a pulp & gulps
When he even just hears of me
Me the guy Life foe got about quicker than
Just step'n out the houses threshold
Look'n like the only mission is death!
[Hook, upbeat Latin female Meloncoley melody]
[V3, American male gritty super aggressive]
Now I'm not out here say'n I'm thee
American bad ass of all bad apples
All I'm say'n is-all man has a throat, okay Adam
And just which is it, U can carry or U can't
It's the 1 & final theory so while we play
Original gangsters for prank-stirs
There's a certain sort of simple whole other aspect to life, respect
And I or any 1 else needs 2 do 2 see this is
Pick up a set of sights & the internal fortitude
2-B rude enough 2 pick up
A target & gets 2 rush'n it & the moe ground U gain the lesser the horizon seems 2 Faine
But I mean by all means we can gets 2 seeing
Baines 4 Baines
Cuz what in all reality makes U think any of this is real?!
Well 4 beginners, this Star Starter Federally Jacket
That fits ever so nicely so won't U raise yo aims with me & toast the downfall!
[Hook, upbeat Latin female Meloncoley melody]
