{"id":256379,"created_at":"2022-03-24 07:23:34","updated_at":"2024-05-30 07:32:21","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2022-03-24 07:23:34","original_id":null,"artist_id":23726,"title":"Still D.R.E(instrumental)","slug":"still-dreinstrumental","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":9124,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"I'm a rhyming spree, you can't sell me shit\r\nI been rockin since a youngin can't tell me shit\/ you can't trace my bullets you can't get this clip\/\r\nI came hard for a while you can't test this grip\/\r\nI need a Biggie pass, still I'm in a small town\/ still I empty a trigger still I'm holding it down\/\r\nstill I level and I rise to the sound gotta battle can't settle for a pound\/\r\nmaybe hunnet million euros I ain't currency bound\/\r\nso what I'm a Nigro my hood got me bright\/\r\nstill racism is well hidden in a plain sight\/\r\nfew black faces, I need black faces\/ I'm here comin up with rap facets\/\r\nI'm STILL cautious I step patient\/\r\nI need doe cause I'm here bakin\/\r\nSTILL I meet hatred\/ my new ex hatin\/\r\nI been through hell and I met Satan\/\r\nmy demeanor is still dark vador, I'm in the wild I need a camping set\/ I made a deal with the devil if I come out I'm pilling more bodies to just send him back\/\r\nso I'm leavin these rappers making head counts\/ I still rumble in the jungle with a lead out\/ still they sleeping on me I get the bed now\/ still I'm a secret weapon get em all dead down... I get mean, my father was a dead beat\/ I'm a cash fiend I fuck with some rare breeds\/ still I pack heat on level you can't reach\/ I'm a heart beat made the bragging art weak\r\nlast year I was soundin like I'm this year\/\r\nthis year you just sounding like you last year\/ I got flair my pengame is sounding unfair\/ every year I keep it coming I ain't yet there\/ still sober but I'm on these bars like an inmate\/\r\nstill perpetual I ain't kinda crazy I'm really insane\/ I'm a phantom myself, so what's a ghost writer\/\r\ncut the optic nerve, and leave you with no fibres I do this with ease... I spit fire make your soul light up\/\r\nI'm the one who goes hard, and I take you as a known cider\/\r\nwait util I'm permanent, all this work is just piece job\/\r\nI'm still here and I ain't ready to say peace yow\/\r\n\r\nstill V.i.N.T","download_count":614,"play_count":17,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":1,"download_count_24_at":"2024-05-30","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/623\/c00\/00c\/thumb_815928_300_300_0_0_crop.jpg","status_reason":"published","status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}
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I'm a rhyming spree, you can't sell me shit
I been rockin since a youngin can't tell me shit/ you can't trace my bullets you can't get this clip/
I came hard for a while you can't test this grip/
I need a Biggie pass, still I'm in a small town/ still I empty a trigger still I'm holding it down/
still I level and I rise to the sound gotta battle can't settle for a pound/
maybe hunnet million euros I ain't currency bound/
so what I'm a Nigro my hood got me bright/
still racism is well hidden in a plain sight/
few black faces, I need black faces/ I'm here comin up with rap facets/
I'm STILL cautious I step patient/
I need doe cause I'm here bakin/
STILL I meet hatred/ my new ex hatin/
I been through hell and I met Satan/
my demeanor is still dark vador, I'm in the wild I need a camping set/ I made a deal with the devil if I come out I'm pilling more bodies to just send him back/
so I'm leavin these rappers making head counts/ I still rumble in the jungle with a lead out/ still they sleeping on me I get the bed now/ still I'm a secret weapon get em all dead down... I get mean, my father was a dead beat/ I'm a cash fiend I fuck with some rare breeds/ still I pack heat on level you can't reach/ I'm a heart beat made the bragging art weak
last year I was soundin like I'm this year/
this year you just sounding like you last year/ I got flair my pengame is sounding unfair/ every year I keep it coming I ain't yet there/ still sober but I'm on these bars like an inmate/
still perpetual I ain't kinda crazy I'm really insane/ I'm a phantom myself, so what's a ghost writer/
cut the optic nerve, and leave you with no fibres I do this with ease... I spit fire make your soul light up/
I'm the one who goes hard, and I take you as a known cider/
wait util I'm permanent, all this work is just piece job/
I'm still here and I ain't ready to say peace yow/
still V.i.N.T
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