LAEV music

03/05/2025

8 Lies… They robbed me while I was awake.

[Verse 1]

Yes, I smoke crack, so what…

But while you were scratching your drunken ass,

I was signing deals, coding contracts,

building structures with my neurons at a thousand degrees.

I, LAEV, smoking with rage,

but with a warlike mind, not giving up for anything.

You took advantage of the smoke, of my fragility,

You got into my life, my schedule, and stole my dignity.

You took my clients, you sabotaged my name,

You blocked my path so the world wouldn't mention me.

You stole my annual budget, yes, my funds,

and you still had the nerve to shake my hand with the bottom.

My soul and left me in the shadows.

But I remain firm, even though I'm coughing and burned,

because I'm more real smoking than you sober ones in disguise.

who leaked my passwords, my keys, my keys.

They stole my Bitcoins, yes, and not one, not two...

They drained my wallet like dishonorable rats.

And yet, I carried on...

with a pipe in my hand, but focused on the future.

Without money, without help, without support, without forgiveness,

but with clean code and a vision like a cannon.

[Chorus 2]

Hypocrites, they pointed the finger at me while they used my ideas,

they profited from my crack, my nights, and my fights.

Smoking, hungry, sleepless, and voiceless,

I achieved more than all your master's degrees and your coach pose.

Don't talk to me about morals if you betrayed me while awake,

I was honest when I was high, you were pigs when you were sober.

And yet, who has the legacy? Who left a legacy?

The addict who never lied or the fake who sneaks in.

[Verse 3 – with force]

They hurt me physically, morally, and spiritually,

they pushed me to the bottom and then spoke of evil.

But they never saw how I fought not to fall,

how amidst smoke and rage I got back on my feet.

And it wasn't luck, it was vision,

it was having the balls to continue without approval.

It was having a clearer mind in the darkness,

while you, sober ones, only knew how to steal.

You sabotaged my university, you closed the doors on me,

while you sold my projects to dead brands.

And now you sit and talk about me in meetings,

as if you hadn't made a living from my presentations.

And now you can all go to hell,

because the respect you didn't give, I'll recover with work.

And if I die smoking, let it be making it clear,

that I wasn't a hypocrite or fake... I was real and I was annoying.


And yes:

I don't work with those who drink alcohol.

I don't work with those who smoke ma*****na.

I don't do business with those who sniff co***ne, snort co***ne, use L*D, or ecstasy.

Let alone with those who sell them.

Because if I'm going to die poisoned,

at least it will be with the truth in my mouth and not with the filthy hands of others.

03/05/2025

Título: “Smokin’ Built My Empire”
By LAEV

---

[Intro – spoken]
Yeah…
They talk too much, but they don’t live what I lived.
They drank, they smoked, they snorted…
But I was the one judged…
Just ‘cause I smoked crack in a pipe.
Still, I built empires while y’all stayed high and fake.
Let’s go.

---

[Verso 1]

Yo estaba en el piso, con la p**a encendida,
ustedes de traje, robando mi vida.
They smiled at me, luego me traicionaron,
used my genius, y luego me enterraron.

Stealin’ my clients, blocking my name,
sabotearon mi carrera pa’ jugar su game.
And still, I wrote code, smoked under pressure,
made designs that they now sell as treasure.

---

[Coro]

I was high, sí, but my mind was awake,
while your sober ass only knew how to fake.
Smokin’ crack, I built ideas que cambiaron el juego,
and you clean guys… just played with fuego.

No trabajo con borrachos ni dealers disfrazados,
ni los que critican after they’ve snorted y tragado.
Yo sé quién soy. I own my scars.
You just hide yours behind shiny cars.

---

[Verso 2]

They said: “LAEV, get clean, you’re better than that,”
pero vendían mi trabajo mientras yo me achicaba más.
They hacked my life, mi wallet y mi route,
y después posaron en redes como gente astuta.

You were clean? Nah. You were worse.
Fuiste sobrio pa’ mentir con más force.
I was smoked out, dying slow,
pero still más leal que todos vos.

---

[Coro 2]

Don’t come to me with fake lectures or lies,
when I worked in fire while you destroyed in disguise.
You don’t know pain if you never smoked truth,
and hid your crimes behind a business suit.

Yo no trabajo con double faces,
ni con gente que vende y predica en las mesas.
You sold death, critiqued the weak,
but I smoked and still walked like a king.

---

[Bridge – spoken]

Yeah…
I’m not proud of my addiction,
but I’m proud of my resilience.
You can’t kill a man who’s already faced himself.
I smoked, but I never lied.
You were sober and full of s**t.

---

[Verso 3]

I lost friends, lost time, lost faith,
but nunca vendí mi alma por un fake cheque.
Fumando piedra, hice planos, diseñé mi visión,
y ahora ustedes la usan sin darme comisión.

You partied with coke y posaban en LinkedIn,
yo lloraba en el suelo, pero sin fingir.
Y aún así, mi código vive,
your “perfect image” dies when la verdad escribe.

---

[Coro Final]

Smokin’ crack I built empires,
while you drank lies y vendían mis flyers.
You judged my pipe, but wore a mask,
I lived in fuego, you in a flask.

So now I say it one more time:
“I don’t work with fakers.
No dealers. No snorters.
No marihuanos que se creen thinkers.
Y mucho menos… los que critican mientras trafican.
Conmigo, not even close.”

– LAEV, the one who lit it all… mientras ardía por dentro.

03/05/2025

Título: “Smokin’ Built My Empire” spanish
By LAEV

---

[Intro – spoken]
Yeah…
They talk too much, but they don’t live what I lived.
They drank, they smoked, they snorted…
But I was the one judged…
Just ‘cause I smoked crack in a pipe.
Still, I built empires while y’all stayed high and fake.
Let’s go.

---

[Verso 1]

Yo estaba en el piso, con la p**a encendida,
ustedes de traje, robando mi vida.
They smiled at me, luego me traicionaron,
used my genius, y luego me enterraron.

Stealin’ my clients, blocking my name,
sabotearon mi carrera pa’ jugar su game.
And still, I wrote code, smoked under pressure,
made designs that they now sell as treasure.

---

[Coro]

I was high, sí, but my mind was awake,
while your sober ass only knew how to fake.
Smokin’ crack, I built ideas que cambiaron el juego,
and you clean guys… just played with fuego.

No trabajo con borrachos ni dealers disfrazados,
ni los que critican after they’ve snorted y tragado.
Yo sé quién soy. I own my scars.
You just hide yours behind shiny cars.

---

[Verso 2]

They said: “LAEV, get clean, you’re better than that,”
pero vendían mi trabajo mientras yo me achicaba más.
They hacked my life, mi wallet y mi route,
y después posaron en redes como gente astuta.

You were clean? Nah. You were worse.
Fuiste sobrio pa’ mentir con más force.
I was smoked out, dying slow,
pero still más leal que todos vos.

---

[Coro 2]

Don’t come to me with fake lectures or lies,
when I worked in fire while you destroyed in disguise.
You don’t know pain if you never smoked truth,
and hid your crimes behind a business suit.

Yo no trabajo con double faces,
ni con gente que vende y predica en las mesas.
You sold death, critiqued the weak,
but I smoked and still walked like a king.

---

[Bridge – spoken]

Yeah…
I’m not proud of my addiction,
but I’m proud of my resilience.
You can’t kill a man who’s already faced himself.
I smoked, but I never lied.
You were sober and full of s**t.

---

[Verso 3]

I lost friends, lost time, lost faith,
but nunca vendí mi alma por un fake cheque.
Fumando piedra, hice planos, diseñé mi visión,
y ahora ustedes la usan sin darme comisión.

You partied with coke y posaban en LinkedIn,
yo lloraba en el suelo, pero sin fingir.
Y aún así, mi código vive,
your “perfect image” dies when la verdad escribe.

---

[Coro Final]

Smokin’ crack I built empires,
while you drank lies y vendían mis flyers.
You judged my pipe, but wore a mask,
I lived in fuego, you in a flask.

So now I say it one more time:
“I don’t work with fakers.
No dealers. No snorters.
No marihuanos que se creen thinkers.
Y mucho menos… los que critican mientras trafican.
Conmigo, not even close.”

– LAEV, the one who lit it all… mientras ardía por dentro.

03/05/2025

Título: “Smokin’ Built My Empire” 2 spanglish
By LAEV

repretel.com Bitcoin Magazine Teletica Otto Guevara Guth Chrissy Bob FBI – Federal Bureau of Investigation FBI Community Outreach Linux NiceHash Alajuelita Underground
---

[Intro – spoken]
Yeah…
They talk too much, but they don’t live what I lived.
They drank, they smoked, they snorted…
But I was the one judged…
Just ‘cause I smoked crack in a pipe.
Still, I built empires while y’all stayed high and fake.
Let’s go.

---

[Verso 1]

Yo estaba en el piso, con la p**a encendida,
ustedes de traje, robando mi vida.
They smiled at me, luego me traicionaron,
used my genius, y luego me enterraron.

Stealin’ my clients, blocking my name,
sabotearon mi carrera pa’ jugar su game.
And still, I wrote code, smoked under pressure,
made designs that they now sell as treasure.

---

[Coro]

I was high, sí, but my mind was awake,
while your sober ass only knew how to fake.
Smokin’ crack, I built ideas que cambiaron el juego,
and you clean guys… just played with fuego.

No trabajo con borrachos ni dealers disfrazados,
ni los que critican after they’ve snorted y tragado.
Yo sé quién soy. I own my scars.
You just hide yours behind shiny cars.

---

[Verso 2]

They said: “LAEV, get clean, you’re better than that,”
pero vendían mi trabajo mientras yo me achicaba más.
They hacked my life, mi wallet y mi route,
y después posaron en redes como gente astuta.

You were clean? Nah. You were worse.
Fuiste sobrio pa’ mentir con más force.
I was smoked out, dying slow,
pero still más leal que todos vos.

---

[Coro 2]

Don’t come to me with fake lectures or lies,
when I worked in fire while you destroyed in disguise.
You don’t know pain if you never smoked truth,
and hid your crimes behind a business suit.

Yo no trabajo con double faces,
ni con gente que vende y predica en las mesas.
You sold death, critiqued the weak,
but I smoked and still walked like a king.

---

[Bridge – spoken]

Yeah…
I’m not proud of my addiction,
but I’m proud of my resilience.
You can’t kill a man who’s already faced himself.
I smoked, but I never lied.
You were sober and full of s**t.

---

[Verso 3]

I lost friends, lost time, lost faith,
but nunca vendí mi alma por un fake cheque.
Fumando piedra, hice planos, diseñé mi visión,
y ahora ustedes la usan sin darme comisión.

You partied with coke y posaban en LinkedIn,
yo lloraba en el suelo, pero sin fingir.
Y aún así, mi código vive,
your “perfect image” dies when la verdad escribe.

---

[Coro Final]

Smokin’ crack I built empires,
while you drank lies y vendían mis flyers.
You judged my pipe, but wore a mask,
I lived in fuego, you in a flask.

So now I say it one more time:
“I don’t work with fakers.
No dealers. No snorters.
No marihuanos que se creen thinkers.
Y mucho menos… los que critican mientras trafican.
Conmigo, not even close.”

– LAEV, the one who lit it all… mientras ardía por dentro.

03/05/2025

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Mi historia real. My true story

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