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One of the best soothing song from an all time best collection
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https://youtu.be/w1mtTTZ_gMQ Let me know what you think!!
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all feedback appreciated. can post lyrics on request just got to spell check them
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https://soundcloud.com/tagsongz/cant-stayawayfromyou1
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***************If you want go straight to the music I provided a link at the bottom of the page* Who am I? My name is evanwou, and through lyrical manipulation combined with a laid back, “wavy” sound I aspire to create music that provokes emotion within the listener. Where are you from Thunder Bay Ontario was where I was born and raised, however I'm currently living In the greater Toronto area. Why did you join this forum? I joined this forum because it is full of people who have 1 thing in common, the love for music. Do you make music? I have been creating music for a while now and I think it is time to open up and allow people to pick me apart, I want to become a better artist and I think this is a proficient way of doing so. Anything else? If you want to listen to some of my works ill provide a link below, I can't wait to hear what you think! lastly, if there is anyone reading this and want to know more about me feel free to message!
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I wrote this as a sequel to Me, Myself & I to let my son know what will happen if he ever decides to stray off the right path he's been on. 6 x 8 is about not learning from the first time about getting into trouble and drugs with deep regret wishing you had your life back. Freedom and peace Thank you in advance for any critique you can offer me to improve it. CHORUS: C’mon yeah, c’mon it’s like that, It’s like that No mirrors to look at in my 6x8 Surrounded by hard walls that can’t even break My knuckles, my knuckles They gone pay for mistakes I want my life back now But I know it’s too late No mirror to look at in my 6x8 Surrounded by hard walls I can’t even break My knuckles, my knuckles They gone pay for mistakes I want my life back now But I know it’s too late With my head to my knees And the gavel they slamming down Before the man in the gown I knew what was going down I had my life back once But look how I took it for granted I had my freedom and peace But damn it for a moment I had it An addict addicted to trouble Dealing and smoking dope And now I’m only dealing with Noodles and a pack of smokes I had the comfort of home to pee where it’s quiet Now I’m pissing in the prison Surrounded by riots CHORUS: No mirror to look at in my 6x8 Surrounded by hard walls that can’t even break My knuckles, my knuckles They gone pay for mistakes I want my life back now But I know it’s too late No mirror to look at in my 6x8 Surrounded by hard walls that can’t even break My knuckles, my knuckles They gone pay for mistakes I want my life back now But I know it’s too late I stayed hungry Every day they feeding you crap But beggars can not be choosers So I’m throwing it back In line to take a fast shower They only give you minutes At home I swear I used to take a half an hour Tighty whities man I don’t even wear these Boxers, designer belts and Pants hung to my knees Had the comforts at home freedom and peace But I’m in my 6x8 And don’t even know my release CHORUS: No mirror to look at in my 6x8 Surrounded by hard walls I can’t even break My knuckles, my knuckles They gone pay for mistakes I want my life back now But I know it’s too late No mirror to look at in my 6x8 Surrounded by hard walls I can’t even break My knuckles, my knuckles They gone pay for mistakes I want my life back now But I know it’s too late Couldn’t stay away from trouble Or learn right from wrong Should of listened to the words Of another song I was young and stupid I spent some time in Juvie In the big house now Where I swore I would never would be Wishing I was at work And making all that bread And listening to the speakers Pumping in my head Ain’t no beats up here Some people rapping now Sometimes I hear them shout Get me the f*ck out CHORUS: No mirror to look at in my 6x8 Surrounded by hard walls I can’t even break My knuckles, my knuckles They gone pay for mistakes I want my life back now But I know it’s too late No mirror to look at in my 6x8 Surrounded by hard walls I can’t even break My knuckles, my knuckles They gone pay for mistakes I want my life back now But I know it’s too late
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I have only written country songs in the past. I wrote my first rap song back in 2016 & just had it produced last month. It is dedicated and inspired by my son who had some rough experiences in the early stages of his life. (That is him in the video). Thank you in advance for any critique you may offer. Now I know It’s only me myself and I I’ll stay solo No one else that I’ll rely From now on I know I’m gonna be alright Keep movin on I’m never gonna be defied I lost all my pride Things slipped through my hands Don’t have much to say Know I’ve blown my chance Once a dreamer Now I’ll pay the cost of wasting all of those days If I had my dirt bike still I would ride away, I would ride away, back to my hiding place Taking from others only robbed myself Of the goodness in my life & all the things I felt The things I did, I will not mention Not looking back and surrendering to the temptation Tripping, dealing and smoking I’ve been there and I’ve done that Sober, healing, hustling Currently where I’m at And I’ve been staring in the mirror with blood shot eyes I need help from three wise men…me, myself and I And my homies, my homies They gon end up in the sky Death is not up in my plans, I've got me, myself and I In the mirror is me I’m facing, In the mirror is me I’m facing Sometimes it’s hard to face him Sometimes it’s hard to face him Now I know It’s only me myself and I I’ll stay solo No one else that I’ll rely From now on I know I’m gonna be alright Keep movin on I’m never gonna be defied I left that night watching sister and mama cry To clear my head ask myself all the reasons why What made me do this? And what I’ve become? Only hurting myself, sister, daddy and mom A death trap just waiting in the wings I need to get out do bigger better things And to speak the truth no matter how it hurts Respect and loyalty is what they deserve I want the comforts of home To be where it’s quiet Not in the prison cell Finding myself in the center of a riot I wanna turn the key Have freedom and peace You can’t do that in the prison cell When you surrounded by all the police Been staring in the mirror with blood shot eyes I need help from three wise men…me, myself and I And my homies, my homies They gon end up in the sky Death is not up in my plans, I've got me, myself and I The devil hit me hard Yeah, he knocked me down But I got back up and I stood my ground Now I know It’s only me myself and I I’ll stay solo No one else that I’ll rely From now on I know I’m gonna be alright Keep movin on I’m never gonna be defied Now I know It’s only me myself and I I’ll stay solo No one else that I’ll rely From now on The devil won’t destroy me I know I’m gonna be alright Got me, myself & I Keep movin on No he won’t destroy me I’m never gonna be defied Got me, myself & I Keep movin on I will not destroy me I’m never gonna be defied I got me, myself & I Now I know It’s only me, myself & I
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VERSE 1 Fact or fiction I'll leave you in the past. Like I'm ditchin class. That's a fact because I don't know how to act. I live with a bunch of drug addicts who love to smack. Their lips and act like no one is listenin. I react by sittin back and wishin. That I could go back to when there wasn't so much opposition. This position has led me to be malnutrition. It feels like a curse but I just spit a verse. And everything seems to disburse. From my conscious. Let's be honest. You don't know what's racing through my oddest. f*cked up personal conscious. I am really self-conscious. Of the continuous nonsense. I don't think of the consequences. Of my obnoxious responses. I've never had a guilty conscious. Because half the time I am semi-conscious. From all of the pills I be poppin. Chorus If you could be in my shoes for just 1 day you will realize it's hard to say. I love you in every shape and way. Upside down and beatin down in so many ways. Buy atleast I know the path I wanna take. On my knees I pray everyday, bless me lord and show me the way. Before it's to late and I can't find a way out of this place. Verse 2 I could tip over the edge . like the movie over the hedge. I'm a squirrel your a nut Imma dig up old hurt. And slam you in the dirt. Then dig you back up when I'm ready for my desert. Idk what led me to wanna tip toe to the ledge. In a blink of an eye. You could be tied up in all of the lies. And left behind as a chalked outline . I'm not gonna lie I personally intellectually don't find this fine. Your a faggot who stands with your tail between your legs and acts all dramatic. So stop with all the static Before I transform back into and addict. If I do I'll rip you up and store you in my attic. I don't run or hide behind a bamboo fence. I don't give a f*ck what you sense. Imma just give you my true 2 sense. That's full of dense knowledge. Because I'm on my way to graduate from college. And your stuck in a 5th grader's knowledge. I'm like a burnt fry there's no goin back to being nice. I add a little spice. To the Everyday life. There's a little spike. When I add my own flavors of life. It's like a knife is removed my heart. It feels likes it's ready to start. Back up again to begin a new life. Chorus 2 If you could be in my shoes for just one day You will realize it's hard to say I love you in every shape and way. Upside down and beatin to the ground in so many ways. But at least I know the pathway I wanna take. On my knees I pray everyday, bless me lord and show me the way. Before it's to late and i can't Find a way out of the place. Verse 3 I stand on my boulder. Head High with broad shoulders. Because I know who I am a man. with a plan. To take whatever they said I could have. And I will settle for nothing half. No one can take this. You will have to kill me before you rake it up and take it. That's all I am sayin. Now show me you ain't playin. And do what you were sayin. Shut up and listen to my order. Your the peasant in the present and I'm your master with your casket. You can diss me with whatever you may say. But I gotta warn you that will be a big mistake. It will be the last thing you will be able to say. And you'll be left in dismay. This is the first day of May. 6 days before my birthday. So you better get me a cake to eat and not hurt me. Or I'll beat you when your 23. Replace the 2 with a 3, and 3 with a 2. And that's the age you were f*ckin beatin Me too. Chorus/Outro If you could be in my shoes for just 1 day. You will realize it's hard to say. I love you in every shape and way. Upside down and beatin down in so many ways, But at least I know the path I wanna take. On my knees I pray everyday. Bless me lord and show me the way. Before it's to late and I can't find a way out of this place. Lord save me from the darkest days. Not sure what type of beat yet, add any suggestions if you have any,thanks!
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Fact or fiction I'll leave you in the past like I'm ditchin class. that's a fact because I don't know how to act. I live with a bunch of drug addicts who love to smack there lips and act like no one is listenin. It feels like a curse but I just spit a verse and everything seems to disburse from my conscious. And let's be honest you don't know what's racing through conscious. I'm really self conscious of the continuous nonsense I think of and I don't think of the consequences of my obnoxious responses. I do not have a guilty conscious because half the time I am semiconscious from all of the pills I be poppin. I could tip over the edge like the movie over the hedge. I'm a squirrel your a nut imma dig up old hurt to put you in the dirt. Then dig you up when I'm ready for my desert. In a blink of an eye you could be tied up with all of the lies, And left behind as a chalked outline. Your a faggot who stands with your tail between your legs and acts all dramatic. So stop with all the static before I turn back in to an addict and rip you up and store u up in my attic. I don't run or hind behind a bamboo fence, I don't give a f*ck what you sense Imma give you my true 2 sense thats full of dense knowledge because I'm on my way to graduate from college and your stuck in a 5th grader's knowledge. I'm like a burnt fry theres no goin back to being nice. I add a little spice to the everyday life. There's a little spike in my life when I add my own flavors of life. It's like my heart is ready to start back up again and start a new life. I stand on my boulder, head high with broad shoulders because I know who I am I'm a man with a plan to take what they said I couldn't have and I will settle for nothin half. No one can take this You will have to kill me before you take it, and that's all I am sayin, now show me you ain't playin and do what you're sayin. Shut up and listen to my order your the peasant in the present and Im your master with your casket. I guess it's back to the slavery days back when blacks use to slave everyday and escape if they may. But now it's Mexicans who are in the way so I say lets take it back to the good ol days and make them my slaves for the rest of my living days. You can diss me with whatever you may say, but I gotta warn you that will be a big mistake, it will be the last thing you will ever say, and Youll be left in dismay. This is the first day of May. 6 days before my birthday so you better get me a cake to eat and not hurt me. Or I'll beat you when your 23. Replace 2 with a 3 and 3 with a 2 and that's the age I'm f*ckin beatin you.
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Gobble gobble shut up with the squabble, be a model drink this bottle and let your body wobble. Collossal, awful yeah that's yo nozzle. Your like ol Donald except with a f*cked up personal novel. Let me remodel your nozzle because you look so goggle. Imma grab my pliers and turn you back into the 1963 Michael myers. Trick or treat welcome to my street it's nice to meet. Imma beat you and eat under the sheet just to see if it taste a little like wheat. Defeat, repeat cause I'm an elite your pathetic and incomplete. Shh be discreet and take a backseat because you can't compete Pete. So go on and retreat like a sheep. I'm goin to preheat the oven to reheat petes legs, arms, and stomach to eat before I go back to sleep. Stick my cleat on your throat to watch you choke like you ain't got no control. I've been mistreat so I feasted on a deceased priest and mix his blood with some yeast to make him some treats. Take you up to my suite and unleash the beast. Hit you wit my meat and make you shriek, leak and maybe bleach you if I feel the need, and repeat if I don't feel complete. Let's take a sneak peek, but first let's have a family feast, and eat Pete.
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Username: Neave Nation Clip: https://soundcloud.com/neavenation/really-feel-me-prod-neave (my rapping and beat) https://soundcloud.com/neavenation/flossy (my rapping and beat) https://soundcloud.com/neavenation/main-hoe (my beat ) https://soundcloud.com/neavenation/blue-wave-prod-neave (my beat) What area you would like to be critiqued on the most: The quality of my beats, my lyrics, flow of the rapping, overall rapping, overall beat, anything I can work on. Please be as honest as possible, just trying to improve thank you. Other relevant information: Just started making my beats and rapping, please let me know what you think thanks
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3159899734.wavL35 yeah, ey ey L35-0151 IN THE L35-0151 this is our city,the city of legends home of stevie-G the Beatles man John Lennon imagine….theres a city of dreams,its us take a life for my city without a fuss just like biggie we are notorious just like pac we have some thug in us we a family a family with heavy artillery to shoot through you and your phoney city crew putting bitches 6ft deep homie its what we do IN THE L35-0151 IN THE L35-0151 (x2) we put snitches in ditches and all the fakes with the snakes in a pot full of grapes and we make wine drink our enemies dry when we dine as we celebrate our success we toast to our city and its achievements though it comes at a cost with the injuries and bereavements in our city we live and die by the gun LIVERPOOL - L35 - 0151 thats my street thats my house come test me and see what i'm about in the 0151 in the 0151 i got plenty of bars left you wish that i was done i will only put down my mic when our city has won the city of the liver bird upon our chest even our football team is the f*cking best and i mean the red men not that blue shite but anybody come at our city we come together and we fight for our city,my city,her city,his city land of the warriors all ready to die with me……..in the l35 0151 in the l35 0151 we got justice we got justice 96 angels finally asleep we got justice we got justice finally uncovered the dirty police TO ALL THE PEOPLE LABELLED US SCUM WE TOOK YOU ALL ON AND WE f*ckING WON TO THE 96 FANS WHO WENT TO WATCH A FOOTBALL GAME AND NEVER CAME HOME...... OUR CITY OF LIVERPOOL SAYS YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE our city (x5) my city(x5)