I’ve been lacking on this music and need to start making it. This my year finna live it like my last. Your beats always bring out my best bars and a side of me that doesn’t come out often. Complete confidence
Luckily stumbled across LethalNeedle just this week and I am so hooked on these hooks!! Reminds me of old ( Good ) Dj Cam from the early 90s. Peace from🏴btw.
Flower and a clock Time stems from stretched hands Corrupt chops to your building blocks Demons at your body shop Willing to take your rolling block Knock back your dome n' pop Criminal ventures in your area Wipe the polar optical Staying breezy, tree tropical Clobber a persona Sedona oak Rolling tough without the bluff Count how many times I said enough
Rhymes sharp, a butcher's knife Rap uppercuts, cats touching dust Break bones, my flow blows that jaw adjust F$#k the charts, spit verses with a golden touch New flavour in your ear like I'm Craig Mack Trap's now a synonym of wack rap Social media clickbait but facts lack Nobody's checking if the facts check
@@The_Sauce_Code Midas return my spite Canna bliss, very nice Enlightened heights Pain strikes Venomous bites Tendons snap an open mic Ronin rotate Reverse, we're smooth Man O' War turned loose I suppose who's Ready to get Footloose
@@TeaCoffee-mc3jt Rug tug from up under you Animalistic spliffing Hounds with the O, Bounce Pounce on the beat Got roaches tap-dancing Pair of cletes See to speak In defeat, I see a Blind man running Solo gunning Hypnosis potion Force in motion Got cuffs on, slow the roasting Oracle cards lay there, frozen Depicting a serpent Wrapped around open vocal Oak wisdom no choke, just spoken
@tearsofglass9826 Brain fried from the trenches of my cortex Getting high off some shit I haven't bought yet On the porch buck fiddy in my shorts Finna killem all never needed no remorse
Im gonna shake the world up like a earthquake, teach u karate cuz im a sensei, sensei with defence and straight faith, no cap i got positive weed its hella hard one hit then ur sleeping like a baby, spinosaurus god with the rage to be hectic, reaper with the shotty have u suffocate like Lamar, where's ur guard and I'm talking bout ur body when it's crazy how u think ur safe like gotti.
Ghost ride the whip, r.i.p jack, and r.i.p mac, catch a glimpse of the legends from the bay where they carry aks, make a soul grave, body's gone like permanent paint.
I don’t comment on many on these beats, a lot are amateur beats with 1000s of comments saying fire 🔥 on some shit beats. When I say I can tell this beat was thought out and layered out by someone that isn’t stupid I mean it for real. If you been freestying for anything over a few years you know this beat deserves a lot more recognition. Good work bro I’ll be subbed looking for more.
On the mic I think I'm a little more than you could handle Like Lethal taking it back to the Mobb with the sample Giving me ample opportunity rip this shit up and after I spit the verse, I say what's up to my cup Shout out to real motherfuckers holding it down Keepin this shit alive rocking classic sounds But I wanna just say one thing to all of these clowns Keep your face tucked if you come to my town Go swim with the fishes or just keep washing them dishes Yes I'm feeling real vicious I'ma burn all of your bridges Leaving fissures on your head and a spool of thread for the stitches Getting down to business got no time for you snitches yo I work a 9 to 5 clock in 8:35 to earn a dime I wonder why some people find the need to keep on serving time I'm included but misconstrued, cause really I respect your views But catching bodies ain't the way I wanna end up on the news I'm thinking but I been drinking way too much for me to ink it started syncing to the rhythm of blinking lights when I'm in it man I been sinning but I ain't religious, how am I to fix it felt I was winning but it's just a vision, time to do the dishes try to let the rain wash away all mistakes I made today People ask what's wrong with me I wish I could say But I just keep on rolling, I just keep on flowing and showing that I know where I'm eventually going I'm on the path to find that inner peace I take puff of the weed and now my worries deceased And now the vision I see is a world of peaches and cream But I know deep inside that that shit is just a dream I’ll try to put the drugs down to serve as a living lesson And I don’t need a priest because these songs are my confessions Need to find a way to steadily decrease the stressing Need to find a way to effectively cope with depression So I spark up a bowl and maybe sip on a brew You can call me hypocrite but hey so are you And I might get outta hand, I might fall on my face I might fuck up your plans, you might fuck up my pace But it’s still all good at the end of the day Still got a place to sleep, still collecting my pay If these problems think they here to stay I’ll just tackle them all and then be on my way I’m-a keep a positive attitude from here on out No more getting violent no more screaming to the clouds You only get one life so live that shit to the fullest Because tomorrow you might just be catching a bullet
Lyrical expenses, don’t let me drop the mic, personified mc don’t need no ghost writer to write. Philosophy explains my history, written intelligence with pen and paper, disrespectful verses should really be a felony. Melodic little melody, takes me back to my remedies, but now it’s just the rhyme shogun taking down his non poetic enemies.
Rap: Check it, check it, check check check it see me on the block I’m totally invested preaching tha gospal furthering the message I don’t stress it if get rejected. Money comes first then comes the power, if your money comes & goes then so does your power. So that means your power ain’t real you fade away like a flower in the field the lord is my defence my tower and my shield, they want the amount of peace that I wield, they wonder how I get the amount that I wield cuz I worship the founder of the mountains and the hills the maker of everything that you know to be real. For real
Bang bang 99 raps Descorcho versos, un bocho inmenso Son muchos liensos Un pucho y pienso Si escucho o pierdo Cartucho y prendo Orgullo tengo Ven a los míos, Nervios y chuchos Yo no confío Todo eso es trucho, los noto tensos Jaa, Sus letras me dan gracia, paseo por los géneros y género una desgracia Antes me tiraban, pero siempre fue a distancia Ganas y ansias En busca de las ganancias Sigo mi norte, con esa brújula Rimo el doble, hasta con esdrujulas, Con to mis rropes y una nota que es purpura Ya no hay compe Toy en el top ten Sin titubear
Check it, i hope yall understand me, Like 19 keys, cop a few cuties out in Belize, please believe, Money comes first, then the power, To get enemies showered, Well under and devoured, I took a pinch of the flowers, Scented in the garden of edem, People saying dont believe em, And i dont care if they don't feel em, I got ninth dimensions, casting spells, Putting marks on shells, Nightmares of the holy grail, Only time will tell, Is my soul free or is it for sell?, Valuable lessons, learned quick, From gripping the smiff and lessons, Knuckleheads getting a blessing, Then have the nerves, To say they stressin, Never undermind a blessing, and curse to gift of guessin', In this game of life, aint no fair shake With the hand rolls on the dice, Shorty looking nice, but i see the slit tongue spliced, Demoness with breast, rising from the east to the west, I manifest, only the realness when herbs fills within my chest, Only reggies the best, Dont fuck with the kush, get ya soul pushed, Back into other shit, thays counterfeit, money in my hands giving flips, To stacks of hundreds, while im a slave to the hundred, Years of freedom, went from the chattery, to the corporate daily, Reporting to masters its crazy, Broke the chains, of misery, Now im lazy, nothing these days phase me, Radio airways dont play me, Realness is a menace to truth, i preach the gospel, with lonely tear drops, Til i open the eyes of rhe youth,
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