The world is cold And its only getting colder As my mind gets older The thoughts get sicker Or maybe they get clearer I dont even really know I just been working on my flows Following the road i chose I got love for my foes Same love for my brothers Same love for my sisters Same love for my family Everyone is one Cant you see We are more than made out to be By the system g Wake up Open up your eyes Open them wide And go live your life See life is a choice And i hope you choose you Learn to nurture the inner beauty Within you I know it to be true And its truth I speak Everytime I'm on a beat I never miss a beat I kill the beat and keep it stepping focused on progression With this pen as my weapon My mind is a canvas this music is an art I feel it course through my veins These vibrations in my brain Are intricate and insane Something that you can't explain You just have to feel it Feel to heal Real talk Honestly I only talk real Ima hold onto my soul I'll never sell it for a deal To the devil cuz that's evil And really not wise Must've wrote that line A couple hundred times The rhymes come divine Like kaleidoscopic geometry Designed within the sky
The alchemist is on Dre level or even 12 notches above, I freestyle to his shit for 45 min EVERYDAY. My dream is to make a whole tape w him on some classic boom bap BARS just to revive that lane 💯
For a long time I haven't heard this, and suddenly I found this masterpiece. It woke up all those moments when I freestyled with my crew. God bless this instrumental.
Ayo… I’m deadly, so better keep ya distance Ahead of ya reach so you missed him Just don’t end up dead in the streets or a victim Or else the reverend will have to read to ya children I whip this powder to rocks every hour in pots So later I can go out and eat clam chowder and chops If it gets sour let’s drop, ready to pop you cowards that talk What you tryna stop, I do it with style and power when I walk See me smilin, reaching for my BB Simon Hommies know me for how I be grinding All over the building, these crack heads be climbing Check ya mouth, every pocket got a clip or a gun I’m a staple ya lips to ya tongue Even The Oracle convinced I’m The One I don’t give warnings, it’s all indicative of what I’ve done Still pushing a Saab 9 thousand, lowered on stance Just check the tags, I ain’t showing my pants Gave em a couple mill, he owing advance And if he can’t pay, I’ll smoke him at first glance I ain’t joking, so keep hoping I don’t get the chance We can keep fighting it further Give me a knife and I might get life for a murder I’m so wavy, they say I be living life like a surfer My girls got ass, just how I like with some curvature So keep siting tight, I got the nicest furniture You and ya mans snaked many Now I got to aim these semis at ya brain it’s deadly Came with the same energy as Wayne Perry No need to intimidate when the names scary It’s always double sixes rolling the dice Autopsy a hater, bitches get opened and sliced The ghost in white, rang rover as I’m rolling tonight Posted with twin holsters I’m nice About to make news on the front page My hommies shooting from all directions, even on streets that’s one ways
Start a feud??......If I'm being honest, you're not even worth a mention, man.... Try sending shots at my complexion, you can't even cross my attention span, My suggestion, is you get a better plan and come from a different direction, fam... You're just a freshman in this profession, My pen answers questions yours never can... If you even try to grab my pencil, 📝 you'll just end up with severed hands, All this pressure got you stressin', upon reflection,.....you're just a lesser man, The type that tells confessions and lands in witness protection plans, While the men you represented were sent to Federal Corrections land..... What's the point of claiming affiliation? When the fact is, you lack status..... Getting trapped back into the habbits being in the back woods with crack addicts, While I got these tracks mastered with these fantastic rap tactics... That'll have you going spastic and flippin' backwards like acrobatics I'm the rap apparatus spitting classics at home and around the atlas, With such active passion, that I can reach the stratosphere with my raps.... I know it's tragic.... in fact, I know you've had it with me wreaking havoc, My words will have ya brain leaking, You won't be speaking, it's so traumatic.... When it comes to fear, you know I'll have you facing your inner most, That's why you avoid me like a plague, at home hidden, hittin' send on a bitter post, I guess you didn't know....I'll still get you hit, even if you live on a different coast, I got hittas that'll cut ya life short... like Gary Coleman on Different Strokes, It's always the ones who say they built for it that be the ones that quit the most, Got you pussies tappin' out quick, slick like Nick Diaz slips in a choke, "Don't be scared Homie".... I know you're just a miserable joke, You shoulda taken early WU advice, Now, my foots' on your literal throat, You still can't stand on your damn pen, cuz each bar was written by ghosts 👻 You're condemned....I'll send you to a place where a devil named Satans' the host, It's kinda hard to WATCH the TIME, ⌚ when in your HANDS, your FACE is broke ⌚ In this race I set the pace, still finish 1st place when I take it slow, With this money .....I'll make it rain.... With this cocaine....I'll make it snow.... In any weather, man, I'm the better man, Even seasoned vet-er-ans say I'm dope.... My flow......you jacket like a Let-ter-man, I'm not talkin' Dave and his late show, Now, who you think you better than?? I suggest you settle in and lay low.......
Fortified...20'24, had me, mortified Now I Frown at the things, I once Glorified Seems like, its more To Death, Than it's More to Life ...Dreams, while I slept, had me Horrified So when I wake, Everything Seemed Organized ...A new Frame, of Mind, like it's Polarized A New State of Mind, like The Boarder Lines The Shotgun Shell's, come Quater Sized The Prop Gun's failed, but the Order Climbs Best Essence of the Earth, should Be more Than Time Less Stressing, What you Learned, hurts all the Time From the Seconds of the First, was a hard Decline Now you looking at the Verse, like it's all A Rhyme ....Salute the General's,.... then, I fall in Line Situations Critical, but It's All Designed Hate, Love, and Suffering, but it's all Combined Samethings, that make you Laugh, Will make you cry... Samethings, that make you Crash, will make you Fly And Too Much of Anything, will make you Die ....Having no Experience, will make you Try O.G, was dropping Jewels, and they Ore, Refined Who has The Gold, makes the rules, some involving, Crime From The Sole's of your Shoes, came with, all the Shine's Make Sure your Goals, and your Truth's, remain, All Aligned You Know a Mountain of Lies, A Make A Harder Climb They Eyeing, your Presence,...but you Hard to Find Envy, Hatred, and Jealousy,....Seen it all the time ...Say, what you Mean...Mean what you say Everything is Temporary, even, when you Pray On A Secondary Tone, Even, where you Stay When A House, is not a home, Even when you lay ...Laid your Life, on The Line, But She went Away When the Only thing you Need, is, "it A be Okay"
Dj Ragz played a remix of this. I'm wondering if I was an accepella played. If anyone knows if there's another remix of this. It's on his Guerrilla Fist Presents 2013 mix.
Geez This Takes Me Back To The Days I Used To Think Of Walking Around In A Natural Setting With A Semi Overcast Atmosphere, Nice Breeze And An Asian Backdrop....... Based On The Keys And Chord Progression
Pimprap, Hustlerflow - ich bin back mit massig Koke Klatsche Hoes per Pimpslaps links, rechts die Backen rot Im Bett - verpasse Hoes das Ding jetzt und mach' es so Dass jede Slut sich wohlfühlt wie die Ying-Yangs im Affenzoo
