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YALP (EP, digital)

by Ńemy

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1.
Gold 02:41
1st verse: I slash as the beat goes, call me head full of weed smoke, take the beef like my meat raw, as my heat fuckin put you to sleep slooow, face down you just keep calm, beast is havin' a feast you at least know, all white like a street pope, they call me mute but i speak moe, muthafuckas lookin' like five hoes doin live shows, I see it with my eyes closed, I brought you some roses and left note, it says eat my balls. Chorus: all my peoples i want you to stand up, raise your voice and wave your hands high, we won't let it fade by, gooold. x 2 2nd verse: this the music i grew up on, style is in my blood in my back bone, had a tape deck no iphone, gotta get back when you pump gooold, fuck the scene plus I'm not known, and im the real undergroud roach, got love for my fans they know i'm "g.o.a.t.", but life got me stressed like pablo, muthafuckas lookin' like five hoes doin live shows, I see it with my eyes closed, I brough you some roses and left note, it says eat my balls. Chorus: all my peoples i want you to stand up, raise your voice and wave your hands high, we won't let it fade by, gooold. x 3
2.
White lies 03:02
Chorus: when you go inside my pain, it may haunt you till you die, when you go inside my pain, it may haunt you, haunt you, haunt... Bridge: white lies x 3 1st Verse: he felt he was born twisted, for some reason just can't fix it, same shit got him slit wrist with, same shit made him so misfit, no one's ever spoke to him, like please man dont do it! It was caused by the distance, self hate made it this big, he woke up like anyday, smilling back at his wife and a happy daughter, never wanted to be heavy for 'em, his death was a cost of a secret. Chorus: when you go inside my pain, it may haunt you till you die, when you go inside my pain, it may haunt you, haunt you, haunt... Bridge: white lies x 3 2nd Verse: my mom was depressed when she had me, cause she been a black sheep in her family, so my dad was our plan b, I'm glad that we cut thru the madness, and it came for my wife now, the solution is painfull and hides down, we gonna fight till we find out, hopefully it will vanish the sadness, you gotta have someone to speak with, bout some deep shit - peep this, give yourself a chance cause you might rise, don't be another victim of white lies. Chorus: when you go inside my pain, it may haunt you till you die, when you go inside my pain, it may haunt you, haunt you, haunt... Bridge: white lies x 3
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YALP 02:14
Chorus: let me play x 4 1st Verse: smooth like a string of a violin, I'll be the king – yeah, just let the lion in, oh shit, I'm so high again, smilin' just made a classic with the pioneer, rap it up, Ńemy – he said rap it up, and I'm like wreking guts, and I just know what to do, man I got my Jazzmatazz from Guru, we win u lose – we've got new music, big up to few crews, boos and few dudes that, sippin' them we know who's who and all that, the God is here so move bitch just fall back. Chorus: let me play x 4 2nd Verse: untouchable, str8 gold ain't nuthin' new, my game is cold like "you fuckin' who?" the same soldier for years outrappin' dudes, guns loaded – yep, your fame is over, lotta these cats got a lot of loot, while ago shit was trash now it's brand new, stay focus and watch how I fuckin' shoot, Ayo Lolo cut 'em all YOLO. Cuts (DJ Lolo): the niggas are untouchable x 2 check it out, when I'm ripping up 12 inches. Chorus: let me play x 4 play let me play
5.
1st Verse (Ńemy): stay woke - seen a bad ghost? now he got close cause you ain't focused, stay woke - recognize cause lames won't, rain falls the aim calls haevn't you noticed? fame clothes slaves I supose have those main hopes - not very big, expose facts if they could sell soul fast shiet, they propably did, don't forget the f word for the record, freedom come - freedom go shiesty message, type a message which gives me creeps, the machine sleeps well - well it never sleeps, it hang ropes waitin' for y'all to pick one - go, approved by the big thumb - move, it's a sick fun, fuck the gun run, run to a place we can live full. Chorus (cuts): You barely breathin', Dirty Judges and dirty cops, What do you think this is? Corruption and greed, We don't give a fuck your best to give it up, Start to makin' noise, I'm about to fuck up your plan.. 2nd Verse (Waldemar Kasta): fake quotes to make notes, now they break owths - cause you ain't focused, stop talk, listen it cause they want, the brain falls they reach goals - haven't you noticed? to drive rolls, the game dolls will play roles, the price rose - by now it's very big, fuck those - ready to sell souls, I supose that's how it goes - you propably get it, and don't forget to understand for the record, for best effort gotta comprehand todays methods, type of methods that makes me sick, disagree with 'em loud doesn't make you a prick – stick, to a right thing do not sing in a blink of an eye thing without a shrink, and pick the right tool, open your mind fool, you must learn you know the rule. Chorus (cuts): You barely breathin', Dirty Judges and dirty cops, What do you think this is? Corruption and greed, We don't give a fuck your best to give it up, Start to makin' noise, I'm about to fuck up your plan..
6.
H0PE 02:39
1st Verse: my own city got me losing hope, myself got me losing hope, i'm in cell i swear I got a rope, what the hell am I doin' yo, money got me losing hope, and my sanity fuckin' music got me losing both, politics is a fuckin hoax, just wait until my whole head explode, (bam) my job got me losing hope, sometimes I feel like a stupid hoe, I sell myself for a fuckin' joke, I've lost my way don't know where to go. Chorus (cuts): I'm fallin' and I can't turn back x 4 2nd Verse: the world got me losing hope, Its like i know that its not my home, I'm drowned in a cloud of smoke, are u a God tell me how to cope, my whole career got me losing hope, nobody cares when you on your lows, there goes anotha one (problem), I close my eyes not to see them grow, bitch I play my part like Ethan Hawke, but being someone else is being ghost, you never be as dope as he is, (the next man), but its fuckin' tough to be your own.. Chorus (cuts): I'm fallin' and I can't turn back x 4
7.
Games ova. 03:14
Chorus: why it always shakes me up, but at the same time, like I was in a coma, is it me or just bad luck? I guess I'm havin' paranoya, why it always shakes me up, but at the same time, like I was in a coma, is it me or just bad luck? Shit ain't doin' nuthin' good for ya. 1st Verse: I see them prayin' on my downfall, I guess thats just weed & alcohole, fuck 'em both men i need to stop, the anxiety is fucking cop, I hurt myself for more than a decade, shieet now it's time to get paid homie, gotta thank god I'm not AA, but my paranoya has popped, I don't wanna lose my focus bruh, like these other cats in showbiz, I've had enough Houston mayday, I'm freakin' out my mind is not a safe place. Chorus: why it always shakes me up, but at the same time, like I was in a coma, is it me or just bad luck? I guess I'm havin' paranoya, why it always shakes me up, but at the same time, like I was in a coma, is it me or just bad luck? Shit ain't doin' nuthin' good for ya. 2nd Verse: when i was 16 my crew and I, got stupid high and fell in love with it, now as my biggest dream really can demise, I fuckin' realise I gotta quit it yeah, there was a time and space when it was all good, now the cheeba str8 gettin' on my nerves, the goal is the life me and my wife deserve, so I gotta go smooth like i kick it here, I got big plans bigger than yo stankin' ass, heavy foot on the gas, I want success and i want it bad, I got clean cause its all in my head (byatch). Chorus: why it always shakes me up, but at the same time, like I was in a coma, is it me or just bad luck? I guess I'm havin' paranoya, why it always shakes me up, but at the same time, like I was in a coma, is it me or just bad luck? Shit ain't doin' nuthin' good for ya.

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Materiał łączy melodyjne, falsetowe refreny z twardym, east coastowym rapem. YALP zawiera 6 nowych utworów oraz remix. Autorem słów, muzyki, producentem i wokalistą jest Ńemy. Jest to jego trzeci solowy projekt. Cyfrowym dystrybutorem YALP jest Sick Pro Music.

Gościnnie na YALP pojawiają się: Waldemar Kasta (rap), Tymoteusz Miłowanow (gitara akustyczna) i Dj Lolo (cuty). Za miks i mastering projektu odpowiada płocki sound designer i producent muzyki elektronicznej Paweł Bartnik (ex-kIRk).

Autorami okładki są: Annie Spratt i Ńemy.

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released August 2, 2019

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Ńemy Gmina Sierpc, Poland

Marcin “Ńemy” Niemczyk (czyt. Niemy), urodzony w 1987 roku w Sierpcu, na Mazowszu. Tekściarz, wokalista, kompozytor i producent muzyczny.

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