Monday, 21 December 2020

DBH 4, Deep from the heart

 What is true? What is false?

I want to be able to support both.
If I want to scape from my mind I have to accept me.
I dont care if I dont exist. But may be, not, probably I want to exist. 
I want to cry. I want to laugh.
Tell me why is so difficult to do?

Whatever you want
is what you will never see
If you were here to trust 
tomorrow you'll stay with me
I only write good raw raps walking alone in the street
recording in a dirty lobby a homie and me

Depending on what's happening would change how I feel
all the rappers don't say mothrfucker flowing a beat
aometimes we throw you a fillet take your portion of meat
I know you don't know what I mean so just feel the heat

i hate this system, but I live for my teachers

i'm passing through marks but I don't get anywhere

i put this beat on me and I start to fly

i sent my prayers to all the people in the sky

now i'm happier than then, but always Okey

im the king when i rap, so I bought me a jet

this flows i bring up make me look mexican

i feel luckier with homies openin the champane



The day I cried alone all night

I realized that no one 

was going to come at 3 in the morning to help me.

There I realized how important 

it is to have self-love 

to be able to go out on your own.


I don't care if people think I'm alone
what they don't know is that
I'd rather a best friend than twenty-one
A friend is a person 
that helps you no matters why
Most people consider a stranger a friend
so they have a lot of them

but in the end, they end up with anyone

They are feelings that lead me to you       
they are promises to our wills           
they are eyes closed to sadness
they are longings for realities
they are lights of pleasures
They are loves with you and loves for you.
Here, giving pity to sadness
saying you don't exist
thinking that the world is not without you
here, whispering the minutes
throwing the fear of not seeing you
being without being nothing
here, dying living.

I dont know about what to do
But i wont copy a song from youtube
I do my best on improvising for you
im not lying im telling the true

I don't care what people with of me 
my family and friends will support me
I’ve done a lot of work to get where I’m at
but I have to keep working  
Cause whatever you love can be taken away,
so live like it’s your dying day.  
My whole thing is to inspire, to better people,
 to better myself forever 
in this thing that we call rap,
 this thing that we call hip hop.  

Sometimes life is hard
And in some situations you might get scarred
Sometimes life is cruel
And in some situations you might run out of fuel
But if you believe in yourself
you can become whatever you want to be
And with enough determination
You can get out of the misery.
 If you stop fighting, you won't get out of it
but if you keep fighting, you will win.
Remember, the key is to believe.


From the outside it seems that everything is fine

inside my heart screams SOS

my friends tell me "at least you're fine"

and I tell them "don't judge kid without knowing"

I have stopped pretending to smile and give a false opinion

I intend to be direct and let others know what I feel



EVERYTHING IS BLACK
Thoughts torment me and they do not let me think, they do not let me move forward. They invade me and haunt me. I can't sleep, I can't forget. Forget about that pain, that anger and that desire to cry. I need time, I need freedom to think and reflect. They are only hours, hours from which I walk away and disappear. WHY IS EVERYTHING SO DIFFICULT?
Sometimes I think, I get depressed, I cry and I move on but there are days when everything turns gray and it does not let me go to the next chapter of my life like in a story. Until he understood the page well, he didn't turn it. And I don't suppose that writing I find what I'm looking for.
And even if it is only a matter of hours there is an empty background without noise and without any goal to meet. And that's not what I want. I just want to wake up and everything is a dream with no way out, a dream without any end. A dream in which everything looks black and disappears ...

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