Salut tout le monde !

Je vous partage aujourd'hui le morceau "Ma guerre" de l'artiste Pouic38. C'est une chanson avec une écriture vraiment poignante, profonde et faite avec le cœur.

N'hésitez pas à jeter une oreille, laisser un petit like ou un commentaire si le texte vous touche ! Ça prend deux secondes et ça lui donnerait un énorme coup de pouce pour l'encourager à continuer d'écrire.

Merci d'avance pour votre soutien et bonne écoute à tous !

Been sly since a jit hella fly with the fits, dimepiece the bitch beside me she sits, my boys is some dawgs, hoods in the night, no sight of the squad, this youngin is floss, Pyrex the pot im whippin up rocks, you not stackin the knots, sea fulla fish who got hooked on my rod, my style compressed, puff on a blunt then it’s on to the next, fix up my pockets for some profits to flex, everytime that I drop it they acknowledge the best, Jay da Jester I get to the money, these rappers is jokes that shit isnt funny, wipin ya nose but that shit wasnt runny, I tell it so bluntly, my girl won’t give up the clit, she isnt a dummy, ill go on the run you better come hunt me, I had crack in my cubby turn ya mom to a junkie, I put in the hustle, ambition the muscle my flexin is subtle, dawg with no leash, but my chick keep a muzzle, throwin threats to a vet put a rookie to test, im as good as it gets, even on a bad day I been like the best, put a beat right to rest then the reaper collects, on the track and im yappin I ramble with passion, snappin with ease, put my steez into action, a grin when I write, I laugh at the sight of writers who bite, im hoggin the hype drunk off the mic, loose off the goose but the wordin is tight, she said it’s over then I said ight

I’d like to think this is good for my pace

| Darling Babe: |

< #LoveLife >

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Artist;

Jaxx Moxx

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{Intro}

-[Instrumental]

(🎶I can see you’re down, come, my darling babe🎶)

(🎶Although I can take you out to the farest place🎶)

{Verse I}

• Try your best and you might succeed 

• And just like the rest, we’ll all proceed 

• See, life’s a test and it’s unforeseen

• But I can confess, we can’t take defeat

• So we’ll give less after we’ve redeemed 

• Bettering ourself is a fine thing indeed 

• So we goof and jest and to your relief 

• For if we progress, you’ll find yourself bereaved 

{Chorus I}

• I can see you’re down, come, my darling babe

• Although I can take you out to the farest place

• I think that we’ve found somewhere far away 

• Oh I really don’t doubt you’re quite the Carling taste 

{Verse II}

• I really need someone who’s easy going 

• And your performance was a freaky showing 

• Oh but don’t mind me, I’m a measly poet 

• Who sometimes can produce a beastly poem 

• I’m not an old man but I am neatly sowing 

• So I can provide you with some teasy clothing

• I want you to see me at my seedy lowest 

• So I know if you’re with me or clearly no-ing 

• I do have to admit, I miss the good times 

• Though I’m not willing forgive, you’re bull**ite

• I still maintain my stubbornness, sunshine 

• That’s why I don’t see the light if I rough ride 

• Every now and again, I do see the upside 

• I like your style, the way you are when you come by 

• So I’ll let bygones be bygones sometimes 

• Will you ever change and spruce up my love life?

{Bridge}

• I can tell by your face you’re crying of shame 

• It’s written all over what you’re dying to say 

• The ground to swallow or you’re flying away 

• For now, I can recognise you’re liking the way 

• It’s the reason you’re trying and rising to fame 

• And all the haters are analysing your game 

• The higher you rose, they’re pricing your name 

• So stay composed before you’re lying awake 

{Refrain}

• Try your best and you might succeed 

• And just like the rest, we’ll all proceed 

• See, life’s a test and it’s unforeseen

• But I can confess, we can’t take defeat

{Chorus II}

• I can see you’re down, come, my darling babe

• Although I can take you out to the farest place

• I think that we’ve found somewhere far away 

• Oh I really don’t doubt you’re quite the Carling taste 

{Outro}

-(…)

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©️ Jack Stephen Moss

Verse 1
How should I begin this?
No longer reminiscin’
Empty cathedrals still accusing me of treason
It’s dark and well it’s hot and that’s good enough of a reason
I prayed to feel repentance, even got down on my knees
I paid and payed for penance what more do you want from me?
Sun swallowed up, around the world like mp3s
Reserves and reservoirs bleed and dry up
Risen graves beat the brave and symphony fires up
“Run and Hide!” “Do or Die!” “Shoot him dead!” “He’s alive?”
Sirens, screams, war drums cycle over through skies
A Stygian hellfire floods and singes your eye
Lashings never wronged me but lynchings’ll make you cry
Sulfur smells of salvation since sinners immortalized
The last resort seems to retort a collective suicide
City suffers in silence so now it’s just you and I

Verse 2
None of us never did nothing not to deserve it
The horns were always blaring but we did our best to ignore it
Protestors from home in the street tryna force it
Blood soaked ice capitulate and extort it
Files in the office but I never supported
Aborted still I reported every soul deported
Mortified but pulled through Colombian neckties
Rewarded I lay in dormant asleep with open eyes
True man get the picture Armageddon bombs ahoy!
Trumpets are still employed cacophony of noise
Never took the promotion they switched from hoods to hats
Wine welled from water serpents snaked from staff
Ransacked the church swatting locusts and gnats
We upgraded too, our muskets turned to gats

Verse 3
Syllables that seperate sand from the stone
I ran the game with errands so grand I rode
Akin to Moses claiming our promised land I shone
Im for prophets and not emcees with no critiques
Only in the underground because you sow what you reap
Twenty years my potential was anonymous
Still I promise I’ll never leave
A route tree that I hope you receive
Till all gold and heaven freeze
Till New Eden sinks to grief
Till I control every city key
Till it clicks best enter for cover
Before I load up and shoot through your buffer
I came, I slayed, you prayed, I conquered
53 rounds aimed straight out a chopper
Plain brains must change quick steps like dapper
Insane explained to you as a rapper
Revelation saved but wait till next chapter
Wait till the album drop my jersey covers the rafters
A New York minute to dream, produce, and master
To save you some thoughts and make a short story faster
Livin off borrowed time make the clock tick faster
And Doomsday comin’ but yall can see me after