Man desde barranquilla colombia, tus instrumentales son muy buenas, tienen unas melodias con un sentido underground misterioso, pero seria muy bueno que utilizaras scratches, golpes diferentes y le dieras mas matizes, no soy un experto pero canto Hip Hop y me gustan sus instrumentales felicitaciones man
Hay un bicho en mi pared que observa, cada vez que fumo un cigarro que enciendo mi yerba, se pregunta como sin tener alas, este weon vuela como sueña, y se ensaña con la inspiración que tarde llega, he superado las barreras y me di cuenta, que la cima no es la cima es otra cuesta y que cuesta mantenerse despierto cuando el sol toca mi puerta, no se puede navegar sin timon y sin veletas, no hay temor no soy peon, soy un rey en el renglón, un cuerdo visionario en la loca composición, estrafalario accionista del corazón, que con la compañía de otros aprendió a estar solo, te regalo mi infinita felicidad en una canción, una cripta sin reglas sin escalon, sin tabú y sin pavor, de lo que te aprovechas no le llames un favor, mejor haz uno a nosotros y sacatelo
A split mind with no identity Its hard to define and or find Something like me. A different entity. She doesn't like me, it's my aggression it had to be. Just like every other reasoning , it's the seasoning Of the right recipe. If you don't have it, then peace let it be. ..Go and find your type of happy In this shallow world man, there's plenty. I caress my soul with temptations, gently. No limitations, I call it classy. Even tho the tips of my fingernails are dirty and nasty. When they want advice, they go ahead and ask me. When I say no they say please, Some even call me Papi. Some say I'm as racist as a Nazi. But all I see, is a bunch of brainwashed sheep. Losing half of their time to be alive, being asleep. Me I stay awake look at the stars and smoke some weed. I take a shot of a glass, if not a forty. Grab my pen and write as if I'm recording. Trying to incorporate in every line a bit of my story. But trust me I aint looking for glory that's for the guy before me. I'm just spitting for me. Progression is my goal, Speaking with my mind in full clarity. Are you listening or are you comparing. Either way listen carefully. But make sure you have a handkerchief Cause if you listen to close these lyrics will make your ears bleed. It's a defensive mechanism, designed to those that are tryna steal from me . I might be nice at first sight but don't be deceived, My bloodline, bloodtype don't work well with the heat. So try to step over the fine line that you see Alakazam ,it's a magic trick , kaappiishh! See I'm well acquainted with the Angel of Death, I live life on the edge , 173 mph make the wrong sudden move and your dead. He roams and he reaps, Taking the life of everything that breathes , Whisperin , "Your life is runnin', just like your pen is running out of ink".. I said, Hell nah, I have a drawer full, wtf you think..
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Floret Floret Floret Floret Floret, floret Floret, floret Floret Floret Floret Floret Floret all the way Light the weed Hit the weed Blow it all the way Like the ash That it falls So gently to my feet And i spit when i rap And i rap with the heat For Yall pussy boys that cannot fuck with me Floret to the flow you can hear bout what i speak Ima vandal prodigy I be that lost tragedy I be that vandal im always wild cuz its only obviusly My jackpot free
Dans ma tête cest brouillon Si tu veux des sous faut te débrouiller Pour avancer faut débraillé Met ta vitesse tu vas caler Le celo cest dans lcalcon Jles regarde tous du balcon Pendant que jeffrite le maron Je pense à mon daron
I see you do you see me This drug abuse ain’t make believe What’s the difference between a drug addict and a fiend? A drug addict’s room padded ain’t what it seems Paint scrapes bleed from the veins on their sleeve It pains me to see all the snakes in the trees An addict can appease while a fiend is on they knees Automatically like a whip from ‘03 That’s why the baggie Never roams free Always a prisoner to you or to me The chrome to your dome Better give em that thirty E to the T The venom is dirty Better phone home ‘Fore it never let’s you breathe floor is all you all see While you’re over D-ing What did he sing? On a vein a bee sting Beast on the beat You can say I’m beasting Eat just to eat Like a king I’m feasting Ring then it ring Better let it ring threee Please, a minutes all I need In it to the finish quit till I got the lead Minute after minute Quick someone light the weed Get it then I give it Trip trip is all I seek Mumble when I speak In the jungle with bare feet Rumble at the sun bowl When I’m beat it’s rarely These words serve as curbs
Walk the surface of the sun like its a nice day out / hot here in South Africa when the burners are out / kids gettin' clapped before they matriculating now / it's sad how bodies get stretched out and families buckle down / from the pain and misery of never understanding why or how / the youngbloods confused cuz they parents ain't around / turn to gangsterism to fill the void now, lick shots in the crowd to the sound of pained cries now / Thought we'd be better than that but that's the lifestyle / suicide by cop is likely the only way out / cuz we live by the code that defined violence / and empathy was the first vic' that got silenced / now you know where the mind is / and dreams for the future blind-sided / recruit another kid and make him like-minded /
let me tell you a story about a girl called florette ,she married at 16 years old whith a big bastard,she get pregnant and haved a son his name whas brad,he whas retarded as fuck....(please make this rap longer)
