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The Fallout | Traumatic Sad Rap | GOD Alex Gilbert
Welcome, to my lowest point. The depths of despair and self-doubt/loathing. GOD Alex Gilbert is back with the sad and melancholy vibes of "Diss Aftermath" once again, except this time with much better quality and emotion. This is "The Fallout"
This all started from a heated argument with my friends. I almost got kicked out of the entire group, it was bad, really bad. So I did what any sane and normal rapper would do and lay some sad bars over a fresh beat. OH BOY DID I WORK FAST AS WELL! The best took maybe an hour to make, then it took me maybe 30 minutes to write the lyrics. Then another hour to rap it all out! This rap will probably be the fastest-made rap in my entire career that isn't a freestyle! Only about 5hr in total, I work quickly when I am emotional.
Now technically, this rap is supposed sad and melancholy, as shown with the piano and lyrics. Which it is, but it is also a sneak diss track against my friends. To this day I still believe I was in the right, as I said in my rap. While this argument is long done and over, I don't think this rap should be buried, and instead flourish as my most emotional piece yet! So no hard feelings now guys! Even though I never thought I was in the wrong.
I hope you guys enjoy it! It is a nice break from the bragging/flexing I normally do in my raps. Now it is nice and chill/sad with some rain ambiance in the background. My album "The Bible" is also nearing an end! After this track there are only three, technically four, (but that is a REMIX version) tracks left. Then we move on to phase 3.5 of my rap career, More singles! That is a month from now though, so let's worry about that later. Commence "The Fallout"
Also, Thank you, Shashankog for mixing and mastering this project! It sounds way better now!
Like, Subscribe, and Comment! If you enjoyed it!
#depression #sad #rap
Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
I used to shout in my mind
there wouldn't be a fall out
in any group again back when I
used to pout a young sprout
full of doubt like a pen without ink
I drink the sorrows hoping for a better tomorrow
Till I stumbled and tumbled into a group miraculously
Practically spawned from beyond my comprehension
This was the Dimension I got along with people
my equals my peers to hear whenever I needed
to be greeted and weeded out my self doubt
I Flourished as a tourist under this small group
an interesting melded soup we were somewhat a blur
as this was four years ago and many tears
but now there is war for supposedly my actions
I will admit fault when granted but today I halt
I will stay planted in my view that I am not the one
who screwed this up this is not an apology track
I won't back down even as I frown in sadness
even in the face of others madness This is my base
you see the difference between this and Diss Aftermath
I caused the bloodbath me not she not he not that flea
not we it was all me my actions a distraction of my moral
compass yet this encompasses rage against me as they
wage war thinking they are pure that putting me down
is the cure thinking they are mature like they don't
make fun of me the run when I push back I just can't
hack it maybe I am not cut out for this I should just
but out of everyone's way sway away anyone's despair
every time my name is in the air I guess they need someone to blame
or to shame for every negative emotion they feel a notion
to not being in control of their lives drowning
in that ocean so they try to make someone cry harm their soul
add more coal to the flames of hate because that always
sets things straight makes everyone feel great at this point
I am not talking about my small joint of friends I am sure
we are either going to make amends or end all contact
I am now talking about this barely intact society
who only engage in rage content angry all the time
as they spent all their energy this is why I rhyme
to help these bent out of shape people scrape back
their happiness through the craftiness of my rhymes
signed or typed to bring hype to their lives
another rap for the archives
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Welcome, to my lowest point. The depths of despair and self-doubt/loathing. GOD Alex Gilbert is back with the sad and melancholy vibes of "Diss Aftermath" once again, except this time with much better quality and emotion. This is "The Fallout"
This all started from a heated argument with my friends. I almost got kicked out of the entire group, it was bad, really bad. So I did what any sane and normal rapper would do and lay some sad bars over a fresh beat. OH BOY DID I WORK FAST AS WELL! The best took maybe an hour to make, then it took me maybe 30 minutes to write the lyrics. Then another hour to rap it all out! This rap will probably be the fastest-made rap in my entire career that isn't a freestyle! Only about 5hr in total, I work quickly when I am emotional.
Now technically, this rap is supposed sad and melancholy, as shown with the piano and lyrics. Which it is, but it is also a sneak diss track against my friends. To this day I still believe I was in the right, as I said in my rap. While this argument is long done and over, I don't think this rap should be buried, and instead flourish as my most emotional piece yet! So no hard feelings now guys! Even though I never thought I was in the wrong.
I hope you guys enjoy it! It is a nice break from the bragging/flexing I normally do in my raps. Now it is nice and chill/sad with some rain ambiance in the background. My album "The Bible" is also nearing an end! After this track there are only three, technically four, (but that is a REMIX version) tracks left. Then we move on to phase 3.5 of my rap career, More singles! That is a month from now though, so let's worry about that later. Commence "The Fallout"
Also, Thank you, Shashankog for mixing and mastering this project! It sounds way better now!
Like, Subscribe, and Comment! If you enjoyed it!
#depression #sad #rap
Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
I used to shout in my mind
there wouldn't be a fall out
in any group again back when I
used to pout a young sprout
full of doubt like a pen without ink
I drink the sorrows hoping for a better tomorrow
Till I stumbled and tumbled into a group miraculously
Practically spawned from beyond my comprehension
This was the Dimension I got along with people
my equals my peers to hear whenever I needed
to be greeted and weeded out my self doubt
I Flourished as a tourist under this small group
an interesting melded soup we were somewhat a blur
as this was four years ago and many tears
but now there is war for supposedly my actions
I will admit fault when granted but today I halt
I will stay planted in my view that I am not the one
who screwed this up this is not an apology track
I won't back down even as I frown in sadness
even in the face of others madness This is my base
you see the difference between this and Diss Aftermath
I caused the bloodbath me not she not he not that flea
not we it was all me my actions a distraction of my moral
compass yet this encompasses rage against me as they
wage war thinking they are pure that putting me down
is the cure thinking they are mature like they don't
make fun of me the run when I push back I just can't
hack it maybe I am not cut out for this I should just
but out of everyone's way sway away anyone's despair
every time my name is in the air I guess they need someone to blame
or to shame for every negative emotion they feel a notion
to not being in control of their lives drowning
in that ocean so they try to make someone cry harm their soul
add more coal to the flames of hate because that always
sets things straight makes everyone feel great at this point
I am not talking about my small joint of friends I am sure
we are either going to make amends or end all contact
I am now talking about this barely intact society
who only engage in rage content angry all the time
as they spent all their energy this is why I rhyme
to help these bent out of shape people scrape back
their happiness through the craftiness of my rhymes
signed or typed to bring hype to their lives
another rap for the archives