Still at the bottom rung on the latter Everybody's life is full While mine's just getting flatter When we were young we were promised riches on a platter But as we aged all these crazy dreams began to shatter Cause we were told that the only thing that ever matters Is respect But that don't mean shit when you the product of neglect But as I sit here I begin to reflect over all of my choices I realize that life is just so useless and pointless Drowning in this empty world I try to scream but I'm voiceless Take me back to the days of 2003 Back when I was only 5 Life was so carefree Back to when the only thing to worry bout was scraping my knee
@rac111r I wish I recorded them live! But actually I what I did was lightly compress the kicks and eq'd just the lows and mids. Also I spent like 3 hours just analyzing the original lol so that also helped. Thanks tho! Not too many people appreciate the time that people put into their beats.
everyday its a blessing to wake up and see another life lesson these are just thoughts that come to my mind and I sit back and recline with this pack of swishers and this eigths of OG im from the valley where its always hot
Everybody want blessings Everybody teaching lessons Everybody change the channel Tell me did you get the message Spit the gleam clean the messes Whip the cream on the breastes Sip the lean leave you restless Leave you fiends where the rest is The punctual persuasion Dazing all the others so your hits will never phase me You call me the bar because I know you’ll never raise me Spitting on my grave and curse my name until you praise me I’m a white kid in white shoes Pinned down by white walls With white bricks and white dudes Meanwhile these black kids with black picks and black do Rags chillin in the back of black coups at black schools Travel back to Days where I didn’t think I’d ever have to act cool Wear my black cap hat backwards like the cats do Now I’m actin full not a fan of eatin cat food I’m a whack dude I know I act crude But let me slide my instrumental mix at you Everybody wanna sling they snot hachoo Till they finally figure out you hot wait not you!
What's the matter When your brain scatters Across the universe Is nothing but brain matter Honestly material dont matter I preserve this verse and swerve To assembly similes and verbs To uplift spirits with energetic ladders With herbs and smiles Stay for a while I know im as wild as the nile Its been a while Since ive been in denial That means suicidal Let go of myself Revival Trivial tribulations Hesitation for rehabilitation But fuck it I did it and learned To earn my own self respect Now I handle trinity's Like triceps Your bias like biceps Watch your forceps Im gripping 4 grips Im morbid like norman Bates bout to masterbate Need to accumulate All the days spent staying up late But wait I got faith Cant grasp my internal wraith You could never follow my path Ive gone down Your dumb struck So I gotta dumb it down I produce dumb sounds Like language's ensnared Im ill prepared to throw up Bars Way beyond the air Into the aether Take in some of its vapors You consume to many dollar bills I dont want your delusional paper You just want to justify popping pills Imma keep it real Most of yall dont even know the beginning of keeping it real It aint staying in a field With guns to wield You gotta make a bond Like welding connections together They want you to handcraft Homemade bombs To disarm our potential My intention is way beyond mental I dissect every instrumental I prospect every individual To prosper Fuck a pistol popper Im a non stop monster Who wants yall to devour Haters and cowards From hour to hour Its high power High power.... Nothing but high power Use to smoke the greens Now its only cauliflower You salty And bitter like sour Cream I dont have a dream Fuck a self esteem I got nothing but pure means It means I know what I dont So imma metamorphosis With thoth Ice cold Dark like hoth Fly like a moth I've been born thrice Half as nice as my advice Silence is golden im forever a mold never molded
You are one of gods chosen rappers ! Nice to meet you bro that was one of the best verses I've ever heard in my life ! Please dont sell your soul bro ! All love bro - bills
Too random bro, you didn't articulate anything or paint a compelling picture. Decent vocab but try to decide on the purpose of your verse before so it's more focused and use less cringe similes ''fly like a moth'' ''dark like hoth'' = weak. ''Fuck a self esteem''? What's the point of that line? Messy writing bro choose your concept and focus on it
Yeah, come come now Soul brother number two, I'm the one now Sun up to sun down, still kickin' that shit Put your gun down I come in peace like a extraterrestrial being Eat me a meteor and walk across the moon barefeet But don't nobody rhyme like this no more Call me the 2010 Rakim I got soul, there's more in store Feel like a CVS, open 24 Spent nights tryin' to overshadow my shadow For niggas tryin' to block my light like a solar eclipse I bring a knife to a fist fight and when I cut a record So when I cut the cheese, shit you know what it is Mr. Absoulutely the most incredible at this
I come to dominate and am really deadly when I play with my tongue I took my time top rhyming each and everytime, never needed you to confirm that sm the best, You can keep that I keep on surpassing my limits
0:15 shit, i dont even know how to start like a child widda set of keys in a car The hustler fuck anyone up when it comes to selling a g But dont mind me, Im just a poet who rhymes blindly Yet intricately with a set of eyes that come in 3, Still, i cant see the sunshine Maybe i.. aint fit for this, aint shit for this Could i walk the line with no #1 radio hits, just lyrics So profound, Jigga call in saying how he's proud? Well thats a dream of mine, please read between the lines Speakers leak a million lines, all clear like a bad Air Force design I, do it for the youth, do this for you 2 Show a different avenue for hip hop, Ya aint gotta take the same route, I aint a lame who, Sips lean or flash the green like cheese for a picture Bred with different roots that move deep like a splinter I aint Seeing double like Mister Mister, no Kriss-Kross Eye aint lazy, just got poor tendencies, Lord At the end of the day we humans looking for the same cause, purpose or, a Reason for even to be livin, Battlin the devils door, this is war Im so sure its already lost like Sally misplaced her Shells by the ocean floor Let me know if i should come back for more I aint really into seconds, so ill show up first Turn me up some more
A wise man talks very little Cause he knows people evil Choose your words wisely These people waiting just to get you And twist you into a person full of curses Nothing new They’ll hang you by a neuse for something you didn’t do Or hold your past against you So you can’t see the truth Everything ain’t what it seems People plot and people scheme But God he got you Never worry
In the end you gonna shine No need to rush the process Everyday a stepping stone to make a little progress Keep your faith and keep your mind in check Guard your heart don’t let the dark Steal your life away So pray today
Bring or beat the belief back Defeat is a cheap trap, so put your feet back Seep back In the balancing act of life I might wife a knife tonight, today my sight could cut light rays Hide away inside a haze Inocculent, infinite, interested sights gaze into the fight maze we go Night-day hybridization; High paying nation for high paying provisions It's so efficient, right? Dragged to city lights, but this city won't finish me, right? Smoking through semi sight, evolution gon' get me, right? Serve persecution in stitches to snitches, From rags to riches, I get more bitches then Sweeney Todd and his mistress, ya dig this? Hieroglyphics and digits are sleeping rivets to dig in I'm digging in women to try to find my position.
This a tidal wave Vivid memories I crave To keep save Like a deep safe I strive to strafe From state to state Head of my state Will disburst then dissipate I just wanna find a fish In this vast sea with bate To stay up late and mate Thats a wish to fortify And verify like a glitch I gotta hunch to hitch On the back of my noggin My conscious joggin And juggling thoughts Rumbling production of sound Watch how it go down Im with the earth like the dirt
After the parties over Next morning, I get a PMO hangover Shortness of thought, Long-winded answers High blood pressure symptoms of a chronic sinner. I wonder if I knew my worth I would be better living
J'me dit qu’aujourd’hui c'est pour moi mais faudrait que j'pense à autre chose j'ai aucun sentiment mon cœur est tout noir peut-être parce que j'ai manquer d'amour à haute dose " 🎵🔥
I ain't even gots to rap no mo With the writtens that I got in sto Niggas tryna clock my dome Everywhere I go I spit a flow It's real I'll illmatic mind spill The nigga dog The craziest you'll ever feel
Real rap, poetry, began to fade mid 2010's era, and has been slowly fading ever since. How can I Express my poetry and words through rap when all anyone wants to hear is mumble and autotune nowadays? Guess I was just born a bit too late...
Fake rap cats Sylvester, leave you sufferin' suckatash- Tweety bird twitter words, busters stay fallin back If black boys fly, then the brown boy drifts, In a white mans world, they stay raggin' when ur rich- Trick made, disgrace, hatin, raggin' like a chic- Yall dudes wanna flow then get to writin on a beat Get to battlin' on the street, bustin verses like im Reap' So grim, flows thin cuz i'm hungry, gotta eat- Ya'll beef like cake patties. Chef, I'm steady bringin heat- Heard the cat'll grill me? please! Herding cattle like some beef- Cookin' patties to the beat watch em badly gettin beat. I'm cheap skate so these days, beef patties gotta eat. Even tho they GMO, Fake and proud they gladly wanna speak- actin like a gangsta is what they badly wanna be- you spice girls in spice world just badly wanna bes, like hop scotch, ya'll hot shots are far beneath my feet.
Ominpotence my instrument Articulate magnficence Coincidece Coincadent Hip-Hop's aire still ill, but illegitimate Cognition immanent Inevitable, imminent My relationship with stimulants is intimate Thoughts intricate I'm infinite Ayo, though, I'm loco, the motive is steam By all means a theme, the way masses team Between extremes I belive that I bleed the very fabric of reality Rapper I eat, emcees cuisine Every beat is a feast inside of this field of screams But maybe life is a disease or a scheme Devised by a regime of intelligent machines Ripped at the seams Hip-Hop it seems to be So many gods and kings But the only god I see up here is me
Came outta the matrix, mama raised a gangsta Gangsta paradise, acting shady like Neo Niggas die, moms cry, truth lies, I want real answers Test me I’ll load up my Mack with my trio Corny as it is, my hearts filled with hatred and anger Rhyme pays, Madd Dogging ass fool you a tricksta No truce allowed, 3 bullets in the bitch’s head there ain’t no resistance I wonder how I’ll die Will I die with resistance or dissent Wonder if I’ll die being contrast or antithesis like a pig Synonyms and Antonyms, my fucking mind be playing tricks Give em a right blow the bitches be shook Instead of dying a sheep I’ll die as a crook I be flowing and flowing like a motherfucking brook Ain’t following the sheep train like GTA Runlet ass nigga don’t know what to say Bands in my pocket, ain’t no Lil Tay Fortune going backwards, that sum bad luck Like a clock, My Glock will tick and it’ll tock Nagging ass fool, think bout the hoe that got shot Stupid ass punks, the granulating will never stop Descendant is future, and future’s made from past Don’t be testing me, the homeboys will blast Try and have this thug life and see how long the pussy nigga gone last Arrival and departure, hurt me that’s Destruction Face your death nigga you ain’t going up or down Like taxes, shits can be deep and shallow Wake up in another bullshit ass world, start off all callow Niggas be mourning me like Great Rising Hoes got me washed up, No Comprising Punk you a sucka, ain’t surprising At the end of the day, just another gang nigga Finga On The triga If I miss, there’ll be more to shoot All that talkin, See me, nah c you fooh Jump into that wata, you gotta know how to swim Outside untroubled, Janice is grim I hate these goofies so fuck all the pimps Just Like J Cole, these Hoes be makin the false prophets (Profits) Like 2Pac, balling on you clowns above the rim Like Biggie, pigs be wondering who shot em
j was brought up to this world in perfect health she wished she had a loving fam so she didn't have to be by herself fighting every day would get to her mental she wished the fights would stay rental she couldn't escape only 7 and bullied growing up too be 8 she learned the ways to protect so nobody would get up in her face but then when she went home she got put back in her lonely place no matter how strong she got she just fell back it was a maze trying to figure out where to go but she found the exit but it was a different road she ended up on a suicide mission to killing herself with a gun till she figured out a boy at school had a thing for her her mind was blown and that was easier than pulling the trigger on the gun
YO! Ab-Soul'd verse from THE END IS NEAR feat. Mac Miller, fits fucking perfect on this beat! same tempo im guessing? idk, but i just literally rapped that verse up until the part where Dot posed to say COME COME NOW... n it fit perfect
*pt.2 4 year update* 0:15 Still battlin the devils door but wont mettle in heavens lure my mind a tea kettle cuz i see had the metal warm clutchin the triggerin wonder if i should live anymore the henny done made my liver poor and yet im still poor FBI bussin down my door, All for the allure of havin a lil more Then we ever did, never kid myself about my potential But if you ever lived how i lived then you see'd why its detrimental ... So my only pal is a pencil As i Van Gogh my pain, these other rappers are stencils My mental is fortified, reinforced with concrete Born in the streets so your beef 'beyond meat' Hillbillies from Beverly think shit be all sweet So I pisss on yall street like vagabonds in alleys So who salty? Ha, ya tears fall softly you gone in a trolly while im Audi/outtie Sippin wine in the Saudi's w Saudi, you gotta love it Good could be better, you see, im tryin run with Positivity with all that opposite energy Opps got no inner G, so why i gotta worry? In this cold world, aint shit sweet like McFlurry So i aim for the top, if i fall short, thats on me.... ...yeah, thats on me So acquire whats required to fulfill yo desires Obsessed like Mariah to chill in the back with a driver Miller lite on side, uh-million in my mind bruh You know what im sayin, a life thats "live-er" With a flashy Foxy broad, you can call her Swiper Shit, i probably coulda been a carpenter or a writer Always laying the flow(floor) down but cant call me a liar(lier)... .... cant call me a liar yeah, Turn me up higher
I'm clean as they come Making suckas turn numb Know that Zappa ain't playing dumb Or no games From all you lames Just remember the name Zappa The rapper I'm the alias Johnny Zappa From the backa of your house I turn a big cat to a mouse Bc his rhymes are mediocre He ain't a soldier He's just a sucka a stupid motherfucka Where did all the talent go Did rap just go to and fro And out the window Damn like Kendrick I sip tea listening to Jimi hendrix And think for a minute How can I get in it Just to write and pen it Like a signature you get for your first record deal Lemme tell you shit is real
So far i've listened to 3-4 other attempts to remake this beat, but they all couldn't get the kicks like the original. The kicks you did sound damn near spot on! Did you record the kicks live? because they have that natural feel to them that makes your head start bobbin. No other remake could get the drums right
Trying to keep it together Life moving to fast to fathem reality As I get older the vision becomes clear Seeing what real life really means Friends come and go,most die Young to really know the truth Of this reality What I see on tv is just puppets being played, but us commen folk we be playing the real game....
I know I'm alone But not in the world Just in this world It might be because of the herb But I say it's because of what I observe I saw life as a learning curve And the only thing left to be learnt Is the dirt I did it for fun I did it for nothing That's how you start the hot thing That's when the money starts coming Sun is steady shining I'm not reclining Inside I am smiling
Another thing I wrote to this - inspirational but reading from a script confrontational, but leaning on a fence I admit, frustrating that all the feelings I harbour need to exist true balance, through challenges i lead myself to inner bliss everest to ocean floor, can’t read me from the blips every stress that I hope to pause, proceeds to interject better yet my darkest flaws, grow wings when healing slips I can’t speak through metaphors. my cause Is in the flesh A mixture of experience and study twisted with the interference of doubts and worries not always justified even though i try my point of view at times can be muddied or hurried by unease and sense of dread a heavy dropping feeling in the chest honesty today is less cherished endorse a narrative until it perish just speak from the chest if there’s merit our mouths are weapons let us spar in conversation look at where we are, humanity has been racing we don’t stimulate our fight or flight might be why we’re up at night anxiety and depression some things that we’re all facing but if you understand our nature the chance of self-love is much greater draw upon support don’t paint yourself as a saviour recognise your thoughts before you fall into the crater
My metaphors sharpa than a Ninja with uh deadly machete , use the microphone to tone in , I like my chicken wings bonless , hold this my telescope to focus, spread my wings an fly, we all live to die, watch the crime rate rise, as the sun horizon fades away ,
Yeah I may be a few flapjacks short of stack But it’s a fact that’s I am absolute when it comes to the raps Never close to the level I be on Because far as I’m concerned I’m so beyond You and all the other weaker beings I operate on multiple multifaceted much higher frequencies Because I’m not of this world nor have I come here peacefully But if you believe you can weave words remotely decently as me Would be something so ill-conceived while I spit nothing less than ill, conceivably My robust words weigh heavily on your ear drums like a literal ton, obesity I spit obscene to disrupt peaceful serene Violently paint a horror scene when I speak these things And people flee when it seems the speakers bleed So even an ambien addict sippin lean couldn’t sleep on me in his deepest dreams But as the mental patient eats a conversation piece With entities that he would think that other people see So what if nothing is what it seems What if it’s all just the scheme of a regime of intelligent machines Pulling strings they way they control these things And Pinnochio’s nose grows when he speaks the truth Believe it dude I’ve got demons too I exercise them when I’m in the booth But if I am God then who are you
i doubt anybody gonna read this, especially my target audience, but if you rapping to this beat dog R E L A X. i read parts of 3-4 comments and y’all be rhyming to the point where it’s wack lol just write how you feel. i can rhyme 7-8 syllables in a bar if i really want to but remember its harder to be simple. don’t be concerned with the amount of rhymes you have, be concerned with the quality of every word.
memórias que eu luto pra que fiquem vivas porque o presente tem sido tão frustrante por isso não culpo o passado controlar minha vida sou vítima de dívidas internas e retratos na estante é o sentimento de que cê não é o bastante e é o bastante pra entender o que cê representa ou tenta mostrar o sentimento de querer vender o que seu cérebro pensa sabendo que ninguém vai comprar era só eu, leo e o Kauan, com o debate só sendo quem ganhava com mais folga no PES e bomba patch e hoje onde paz se mede? eu não encontro, e ainda de encontro com frustrados que botaram em garrafas o controle do seu destino e eu, seria um destinado a isso? essas linhas são meu sacrifício enquanto cometo sacrilégios e clérigos correm atrás do impeachment do melhor mc do meu bairro e meu bairro é o Mundo e meu bairro é o Mundo então coleto os trapos, de tratos quebrados nada surpreso, sem barras mas preso, reduzo os estragos sem receio, eu aumento os tragos, de fato ilhado eu tô não me culpe, eu sou um adubo, a merda que a vida criou correndo como um hamster, vendo o mesmo horizonte e ainda não saí da estaca zero e zero eram minhas notas na escola, será que me notam e anotam que eu superei qualquer prova com as minha provação? aprovado por quem tá a minha volta, só a palavra sincera vale mais que a porra de um canudo com um papel dentro eu faço isso por que eu amo e não é de momento eu vi a cura dentro disso sem precisar de missas com um rebento me criaram pra me domar e achar drogas, putas carros e facadas no pescoço coisa sublime eu sou a prova de que empatia cura mais que a genética do Wolverine, e vou sair vivo porque meu bairro é meu Mundo e meu bairro é o Mundo meu bairro é o Mundo e se fazer chover não correrei água diz que to vivo e se fazer correr não temerei a água diz que eu to vivo e mais que minha vitória, eu quero o Nick no nacional mais que minha vitória quero paz nas esquinas mais que minha vitória eu quero a perspectiva sendo mudada, do domo que me botaram, a muda sendo plantada como anistia mais que minha vitória queria que vítimas do dia a dia vistas como escória tivesse o preço de vida maior do que os blazer do Dória é simples, eu vi minha grandeza já na escola mesmo duvidado a receita do bolo foi a calma até meu tempo ter chegado faça planos com metas fáceis, seu tênis mais confortável calce e se a sorte tiver do lado em 3 anos ou mais cê vai colher os resultados e essa colheita é linda, esse campo diz como somos com nossos DNAs, genéticas e cromossomos eu olhei pra esse campo vazio e uma voz como Campo dos Sonhos repetindo em um som uníssono "Se voce construir eles virão" e desde então jogo taco com os anjos, desses acres virei dono e anônimos que tramaram não avançaram e nunca mais voltaram a tirar o meu sono turn me up some.
I stay to myself I'm that lonely book on a shelf, story telling follow alongside ease ya mind take this adventure, I handle pressure like propane This my mixtape leakin, So when you hear this bumping out ya speakers, " turn me up some " yo" " turn me up some " yo " turn me up some "yo Come come now, I'm the goat your just the antidope, Infinity ammunation waiting with my scope, Even my metaphors have horse power, Strick back with lightning I murder mics with violence,
Child sacrifice. Peter Pan Canaanite. Canon reality of Bohemian rites. I can’t scream any longer within this life of pretend. High above the clouds I will never land until I’m dead. Just look into my eyes you’ll see they’re permanently red. The potential hidden inside you isn’t here to be misled, or you will surely fall into the abyss missing a head.
Unfortunately many years ago someone copyrighted my beat basically stealing my rights to my own work so for now I don’t offer any downloads :// if someone can help me with that as well as growing my account tht would be great I also sell beats if you are interested !!
strategize to survive muhammed ali style knock the shit till i live my wanted life 2 of americaz most wanted but the truth comes true pray to allah allah holds your walk pray to your own saga make it delicous eat your karma your chest needs a breath to much drugs whats up yeah i messed now im in the clinic and do a talk but i know i can do it if i start to walk when im out ill do my war strategize to survive this bad life for more than the half its a good one but i see my self higher than the moon so i start a storm im a star i shine birght i reach my high highest form like im going ultra instinct no chemics but im full cheme i start the theme yea yea yea the good life muhammed ali style nobody can hold me down get up like tyson and fight thats some war tactics my war strategize multiplies everytime i surpass my line rap forget my rhymes its not a song thats war
This hustle train dont stop/ the conductor got a glock pointed at his head Fuck it im a soldier till I drop/ pull that tigger im looking forward to death/ but my instinct to live toward a brighter day cant be extinguished/ yeah ima be here till I reach my potential limits/ theres no rest from this hi jack/ call it love hate relationship but im still on track/ so much pressure on my mind dont know when im liable to snap/ I hear the sweet sound of music and I know ive just relapsed/ looking at where im at now I prefer that eternal sleep/ I aint givin up that easily on my dreams tho.
Check It I spit fire that may cause a 4th degree I rap on a daily basis and would murder any emcee got more for you chumps but id rather make yall wait and see once my shits out there please follow the guidance I lead This is just a freestyle off my fuckn dome even on my worse day ill still be in my zone I dont plan on leavin niggas I just found home.
yo life aint esay as a piece of pie my girl keep on tellin me thes lies yo never trip over a bitch get me mad you be in that ditch cover up with leaves me having bad dreams cause i done took a life well if this is life then i wanna go crusing in that 254 lol cx
Yo turn me up on this mic, might be a laptop at the moment, but I'll come on this like, I'm on Pornhub just searching for, the workings of a perfect storm, til it goes disturbs the shore I'm lurking for, strung on a kite, like Benjamin, check the tongue on that dike bet she likes my Benjamins, "keep it one hunnit, alright?" I tell her, til she going down like bankruptcy, next morning, I checked my account, to only see a note I found just thanking me. like Dangit G..
