Rap is not just a talent level it is an art form. If one is not as good as an idol it doesn't make your craft any less. There just expressing there selves
TheMarxistKlan im not making fun of anyone just stating a fact...let me guess your a keyboard mc that cant flow so u type away instead of working on your cadence and delivery.. p.s. I don't give a fuck about spelling mistakes on youtube comments
LIL SNUPE WAS TRASH WITH A STOLEN RAP NAME HE BATTLED A SHITTY RAPPER SIGNED TO A FOOTBALL PLAYER AND STILL WASNT IMPRESSIVE JUST BECAUSE HE DIED DOESNT MAKE HIM GOOD
he was the best underground rapper in Louisiana no I think that would be jay electronica a mc with actuall skill watch lil snupe battl the dude that was signed to the eagles player he was trash
never been the flyest, but im always in the clouds life is heaven on the ground but what you hear is just the growls. then you wake up with the thought, that every day is falling down cause the sun is bright at 12, but night is like the nether realm spin in circles like a roundabout the lost and found, . like you seldom know they run around, when we kick it, roundhouse and if you listen, how the sound be you shoulda said loud.
One time for the realest Everybody gonna feel this Jesus Christ he beat the grave So every knee will be kneeling I’m just telling you the truth Why would I sit and conceal it Jesus is the answer Man his love can heal the illest
I feel the breakdown should of been the intro and they should of just let that sample loop. Drums could of been done some much better. The sample and they way its chopped is what made the beat. The Sample is fire
Oh shit the intro is absolutely wonderful and so is the entire thing. Who produced this and why haven't heard of this asap rocky before until like today for!?!? 🌍🌎🎶🌃
🎼 Ghetto Symphony from Inflight 🎤 by A$AP Rocky feat. Gunplay Do just what I tell you Don't come in any closer And no one will get hurt Cause I dunno how long I can hold my heart in two A rebel I be one day, on that track with Gunplay Outcast my whole life so I decide to spit like Andre Beef is on my entre, gin and juice thats Bombay Driving fast the wrong way, I swear life is like a one-way Pussy on a sunday, fitness on a monday My new crib came with feng shui And my closet is like a runway Come be fiancee, she fuck me in a Hyundai My rooftop got a lounge Just a sit around and watch her sunbathe. Dinner date for one K, shopping date for two K Bougie ass bitch made wait to fuck for two days Finally go the two day, swear to god my mood change Top off like toupes, drop off, touche Yeah my mouth is full of gold and I'm a city boy And my outfit was in Vogue, I'm a pretty boy Bounce, boy, Flacko tellem holla at a nigga G Riding on my enemies, this my Ghetto Symphony Whippin whitney, My mama as a witness Bitches Lickin' and locking up my swishas Once she blow my whistle She know it's dismissal Spread the news I'm official Now hop out my foreign vessel Before I get aggressive Forget it, war ready, already tested Tears and blood invested Till my cardiacs arrested and my 40 oz is empty Show me watcha owe me and a porterhouse with that Black magic on the tires only I Rolling down the lonely mile phony smile, was Police on me now, still touring And my chain it may slow me down cheer for Pain, in it's purest form Don't complain I came to reign From here forward, still noid So crib got clear doors Burning grains in my air force And all I can see is clear ports Since Rocky spit like Andre I'm gonna kill em' like Big Boi These rappers is all my entrée, Eat em' like cookies, chips ahoy Eat, enjoy, when I get annoyed No cover niggas that I kill for joy Either Gunplay, runway, trip avoid Money get style, my lil fishin boy Arnold Schwarzeneger, toss a nigga Like codein mixed with a Roy Smoke what make a nigga trip collide What took me how fast, you could grip a 9 Damn, nigga I doubt they tell this my heart And the motherfuckers come in to cry You niggas have a sour dipped in wine Guess that's when a girl sip the white Pourin liq so I soak in different shine Tip tipped and toe I miss the sky My show get cold, all my niggas died So and so, niggas live and die Beneath choose souls you will reside Rappers getting nailed for this freakin life Tryina come with this for their freakin lives How many time your eyes and a nigga died? Never! Spittin it like a Beretta, nobody do it better nigga Writer(s): MAYERS RAKIM, HEAP IMOGEN JENNIFER, CHILL PETER, MONTILLA EDWARD JOHN, RICHARD RODNEY DARNELL, SIGSWORTH GUY 🎼 Ghetto Symphony from Inflight
I'm just looking for a sign, over here losing my mind, confession your sins to the one who lies, tears run dry but your heart continues to cry, pains making you suffer but it'll heal in time, one day you'll realize, who you really are, made it thru the dark looking at the scars, you now know who you truly are... Not bad haha I still got it
South Jersey Where the dreams go to die mob mentality, witch hunt, its hive mind picking apart the pieces of her broken past repairing toy girls made of porcelain glass its my JOB to deliver, gotta get that come-up quicker born to make her shiver, from my every touch shots killing off my liver, but it doesn't mean much Cascading melody, my life living in the rush Cause out here we die, more than three times a day When we wake up, cake up, and go to get laid And life is but a Goddamn dream butterflies and fairy tales, broken down limousines What it takes to be free, don't chase just believe Bought my stairway to heaven, then it gave up on me Bought my stairway to heaven, and sold it for free Bought my stairway to heaven, with dirty money
I got an appetite for livin bread I was livin dead, now im in the land branded as livin dead I gotta feast no crumbs like a pigeon fed Carryin the Word like an owl or a pigeon leg They hid and fled as Jesus died drippin red Banged blood till they seen the blood now they crip instead The chicken runs even when you cut the chicken's head And Jesus won as soon as they stated "He Is Dead"!! - Zabbai
Noah Leveille it seems like you didnt complete your sentence so I'll do my best to help you. If you see one more trash post you're not going to do a damn thing about it. On the other hand, your post is trash so go argue with yourself in the mirror.
Thuggin to the death, buggin for a check, they bout to cross the line I dare em take another step, running toward the light, I'm hunting for a pipe, muster all my might just to make it through the night, they never saw it comin, I wasn't even on they radar, I'm in it never stunting from the cradle to the graveyard.
