Man this is so hard that snare hit with that sinister melody is just👌🤩 Oh man the beat poppin off in sync wit the gun cocks and shots holy shit 🔥🔥🔥 The sound effects are the beat 🤩 Fire from start to finish
Goinggg Deep on The Boom & Bap lethal. Beehive been waiting day n night for the next release. Definitely returned with the vibe homie. West-side style 🔥🔥🔥
El Diablo The devil that you know Walking down a cold road I wonder where it goes Stay on my ten toes I aint tryna get wet In these streets of no respect The water runs red The devils always here tryna get inside my head But he ain’t getting in No I ain’t letting him I be letting off shots Got the heart of a solider Seen a lot of fuckery It turned my heart colder But I still got love Take flight like a dove As above so below Think we’re stuck in reverse Black magic spells And a voodoo curse We’re all slaves to the system till we’re thrown to our hearse
LETHAL’s back and going at it again, every day another sequel I’m rapping to all these gems, No local in this game could beat ‘em ain’t capping keep it at 10 Up at four in the morning just chillaxing at the nights end, I’ve been soaring ignoring people acting like they my friend, it’s been boring on your end got me napping Out in my den I’ve been storing it pouring up on a- glass of gin I’m the flyest with the pen Go ahead try it if you can I don’t advise it but just send it You been lying every sentence I’ve been vibin you’ve been dissin Aint psilocybin ain’t tripping If you try and take my mission Ima pry your entire empire from this dimension diminish and finish em Leave no witness im killing em Now he really knows what it means when he say nobody feeling him
My bars are philosophical Higher temps it’s tropical I’m paying bills and getting kills my bars are diabolical Tiny players atoms they compose themselves like molecules They’re all about testing me but we ain’t got the chemistry cuz imma be unstoppable
Devil Forty thousand three hundred forty four hours, I've been running from my problems like a marathon for cowards... Heart turned to stone with a soul so sour.. Bitter towards life and everything that it devoured... Hope is an instrument of torture for the wicked.. Always out of reach.. don't you think it's kind of twisted? God truly hates me; I don't doubt it for a minute.. The world's going to hell and he wants me to go with it... So I dwell in the pleasures of the world while it's here Because everyday I wake up and think I'll disappear Or someone that I hold dear would shed their last tear.. My remaining lights fading out is all I fear... I satisfy desires and numb any emotion That takes away the flow of just going through the motions... Kissing the scars of the damaged and the broken In the light of this cloud that looks like an explosion... The end of the world as we all fucking know it.. I'm not doing fine, but I try not to show it... Instead I make light or I write like a poet.. Well, actually I type on an app called Notepad.... The rage I contain is enhanced by the pain That'll stick with me forever like a curse that's engraved... Hell is repetition and the blending of these days Really makes it hard to differentiate the daze... Shot through the heart and I'm the one to blame.. A devil in the flames giving love a bad name... Riding the fine line of pleasure and pain.. I opened up the box and then they came... I'm here till I'm not, so I load up a shot And take it to the head like it's Russian Roulette... I give what I got before I lay down to rot In a grave of my regrets and all the thoughts I never said... Fell down from heaven in the blink of an eye.. Hit the earth so hard that a part of me had died... I felt it go somewhere but it wasn't at my side.. Left in a darker world wanting a chop suey side... But now that I'm here and see no exit in sight, I gave in to the darkness and gave up my fight... Now I take pleasure in these worldly delights And see the flames of desire inside all of their eyes... A product of my pain and not really that valuable, But am filled with rage and at times feel flammable... Tearing myself apart like a lone, starving cannibal.. Eating my own heart out because god finds it laughable... Ever since the fall, the light isn't the same.. Ever since the call, I hardly say your name... Everyday's a brawl inside my head like it's a game.. I am losing all of my lives, what a shame... The world is my playground as hell begins to raise.. Watching it go up like my life in a blaze... Pleasuring and torturing, they scream gods name.. Just like Mistah J to put a smile on that face... Look me in the eyes and tell me what you desire.. Speak it in tongues while embracing the fire... Hell may be surrounding but we're only getting higher To get a better view of the chaos to admire... Devil in disguise cocking back with the nine.. Barrel in your mouth, eat a bullet, rounds are live... Dance in the flames because hell is on the rise.. Scream out to god, he will never hear your cries... God is a fraud, so I load up a shot And down it like it's lead so it could help me forget That any hope I got to escape from his plot Is in a grave of my regrets and all the thoughts I never said...
Bro I love your beats! You inspire me every day. I want to thank you for the inspiration in my music video that I’ve just posted on my channel! I’ll be happy to hear your feedback!
Excellent instrumental, I was inspired by a vent to what is supposedly urban culture today. Can I upload it to social media without any problem: YT, Spotify, Ig, Fb...? Greetings from Venezuela
I got hour's of freestyle recorded on your beats mate nothing to special yet was getting a couple things out the way , soon I'll start dropping verses Over them... Hand's down favourite RU-vid producer pretty consistent..🇦🇺🫠🤙
É difícil entender que nada mais é como era antigamente. O que importa hoje é somente a conta corrente. O valor são seus bens. Bens materiais. De nada vale a luta e o que cê fez para os iguais. Não guento mais ver meus parceiro se perder por pouca coisa. Em um caminho que geral sabe qual é o final. Talvez cê não entenda e dependa da sua bolha. Mas basta um click clack, pro seu ultimo natal.
Me dices aprende a caminar antes de querer volar Solo pienso tranquilo tengo unas canas pa enrolar Acostumbrado a volar para evitar llorar Si me lo preguntas es difícil tener que tolerar antes de poder hablar Pero no me echo pa atrás el tiempo me hizo madurar Porque si no no iba a durar Que dura que es la l realidad Paso de ser superficial, tú acostado con mamá Yo repartiendo la merca Que puta vida tan loca Pero luego me preguntas “Hey por qué haces esa mierda” No cuesta nada pensar, tampoco recapitular Soy la oveja negra que todos quieren enderezar Pero vengo de buenas raíces, no me lograrán quebrar Porque mis huevos hablan más de lo que hablan las balas Me gusto de más la calle y no escuchar problemas Me gusta salir de casa y sueño con no regresar Porque es un infierno vivir esta vida Siento que si sigo aquí no consigo estabilidad Quiero mejorar mi vitalidad Quiero disminuir toda mi ansiedad Y dejar de sobrepensar
Check it/ yo I kick styles that's wild and versatile Flippin' scripts like a linguist leavin' heads in denial My flow's erratic like acrobatics it's automatic Spit dramatic phonetic gymnastics so emphatic I'm the verbal assassin mashin' tracks with passion Master of the craft causing lyrical chain reactions Dum-da-diddy here I go again with the witty Wordplay so gritty hitting hard like Biggie in the city I twist words like a contortionist no distortin' this My rhymes hit hard leave you sore can't afford to miss JP Flexin the style funky and raw breakin' down the law Innovative linguistics spittin' fire like a saw So listen close as I compose prose that exposes The foes and those who oppose I dispose with lethal doses We shootin up, we flex with finesse no contest In this lyrical conquest we manifest the best
garçom tras o de sempre uma folha e uma caneta p eu escrever essa poha tudo de novo, o enforcamento continua sendo o mesmo, por gravatas, por pratas, cm correntes, e por cordão de ouro, aquelas correntes q a um tempo atras vivia amarradas no meu pé, mais no futuro virei poeta q transforma poema em rima ce sabe bem como q é, a minha mãe fala q sou ganancioso, e minha amg liga p tentar me acalmar, meu pai foi meu verdadeiro herói nessa vida o heman nunca ia me ensinar oq é tramprar
Mi annulla i poteri sto fu cento le droghe che assu certo le storie che sento zero le volte che dico assurdo E quindi assimilo L odio e mi autodistruggo semiautomatica la lirica antipatica come due bulldog Volevo solo bacicome catullo ma strangola questi ragazzi il buio atomico L inverno canonico L autunno emozioni che sento è un labirinto ma non ce nessuno e cala il siparietto ma io non mi strucco Fiori che brucio lento Moltiplico lo stucco Profumo vero incenso Mette i pensieri a lutto Io è da un po’ mi pento di quello che faccio il riassunto Mi hai dato 1000 ho chiesto cento ma in compenso è stato comesso il furto del mio ventricolo destro L altro e distrutto Fumo sotto a un cipresso e penso che va male tutto Pensandoci sono e depressso e levando L Intutito Non rimane un cazzo sono al cesso con due troie è un buco Del loro trip il tutor Chiamami drug sitter resto seduto mentre troie non restano zitte E tu sei cornuto ne chiudo mille Villano l’ex lutor e le sue pupille le ho messe a lutto come le sue tonsille lo metto tutto mando sto pezzo a carrmelo e mi dice spigne Io bevo come una spugna fisso si come una spinge questo amaro sa di prugna penso che ne berrò mille Vado a naro sembro strano come spielperg stifen scriverò uno triller resto sul cazzo a queste troie insipide perche so scriverle mi amano come sopra Tinder Fai ridere sembri ben stiller
Sitze grad am tresen Bruder kann mich nicht bewegen Kann die karte kaum noch lesen Doch horres weis ich gern trinke Es steigt wieder mal der pegel Zwischen holzsplittern und nägeln Ja der alk wird alles regeln Wenn ich immer tiefer sinke Dreh die kippe in der tasche Bruder ist doch keine sache Weil ich das hier schon so mache Seit ich hänge an der flasche Du findest das echt kacke Denn ich penn grad an der kasse Schlaf den rausch aus den ich hatte Und wach auf auf einer matte Früher immer bier probiert bei eltern und so Heute häng ich viel zu hacke auf dem Karnevals klo Damals immer schnaps geklaut bei eltern und so Heute hab ich whiskey auf meinem scheis baseballtrikot Bruder rauche meinen jibbit wann ich grade aus der bar komm Setz mich an die haltestelle und muss erstmal bisschen klarkommen Wenn ich warte bis die bahn kommt Hoffe das langsam die bahn kommt Während die bahn auf meinem handy gottlos in mir ankommt Steige in die bahn ein Ja das kann doch garnicht wahr sein Ja das muss mir doch wohl klar sein Ja mein kopf ist nichtmehr klar nein Man ich bilde mir das ein Die bahn ist garnicht da Denn ich hab hallus in der nacht und geh wieder in die bar 10minuten später werd ich leider rausgeschmissen Man was soll ich jetzt noch machen ich bin dicke aufgeschmissen Draufgeschissen Ich geh jetzt erst ne runde pissen Ich bin abgefuckt doch hab ein ganz freies gewissen Ja mein flow ist unantastbar Für die meisten garnicht machbar Ja Nur ich pump meine songs und durch mich halt auch mein nachbar Ich hab hausverbot in jeder Bar das weis doch wirklich jeder Ja ich trage eine feder Da am kopf und an der seele Nah so läuft das wirklich jedes Jahr wenn ich wieder verkacke Habe jibbit in meim maul und die kapsel in der tasche Rappe nur auf beats die mir auch wirklich was zu bieten haben Ja mein flow ist krass und bleibt im kopf so wie ein Wiederhaken Langsam ist mal ende Ich schau auf meine hände und frag mich was ich getan hab auf den kopfhören läuft ente Die lichter gehen aus es wird langsam schon hell Zeit für eine kleine nase schnell
יש לי את הכוח לשנות, ולבנות את העולם שלא תקוע בן קירות,כה קרירות,שרק יוצרות את הפילוג שממש את המריבות,שהורגות כן הורגות תאנשים המסכנים שמנסים רק לחיות.
אני לוקח תשוט, ואז יוצר אשליות, שיוצרות שאלות, שמובילות לאמת, ותאמין לי איתה הכי קשה להתעמת, אין ב, כי הקיום שלנו הוא לא הפאקט, מי אני ומי אתה אני שואל, איך אתה יודע שהעולם הזה הוא של האל, כבר קיבלנו הוכחות שהרע הוא השולט, אין שליטה בתודעה, התכנות הוא תופעה, אהבה היא מטרה, מה קרה? למה כל אחד נמנע מהטהורות ש הנשמה, אל תמכור אותה, תגיד תודה לאלוהים שנתן וברא, קיים היום הוא רק בך
Spotykam przypadkowych ziomków Któryś z nich to parówa lecz zachowali się w porządku Skuje mordę nie podkuwam tutaj podków Pozdrowienia śle dla przodków A dla frajerów śle odchód Wow, Robię se podzielni obchód Wyznaczyłem kiedyś obwód Póki co, wszystko gites Nikt nie wchodzi mi tu w drogę nikt tu nie wpierdala mi się Cisne dzisiaj grubą pizde Nie chodzi o bbw mieszane są setki z piwkiem
Sobie wyjdę na dzielnice, jak masz myszkę chętnie kliknę Jak coś pisze, to nie clickbait A jak coś myśle to wymyślę, skurwysynu Nie wiem ile mogę tworzyć rymów Nie wiem ile mogę spożyć płynów Nie wiem ile mogę robić dymów Nie wiem ile mogę skurwysynu
VERSO: Estoy tranqui por la Pista No me Insistas wacho Ahí afuera mi Nombre para que Resistan, Fuck Bros Si quiere Baby vamos Que los tengo Haciendo Dailys Esta música Emborracha Mas que un Baileys Flaca Tell Me’ Lo qué pasa, que es lo que Pasa Loker LK entra a la Base y la Arrasa Vamos atentamente Avellaneda con Mi Raza Atrasados por sus Causas, no llegan para sus Casas Los tengo Nerviosos por que no puede Pegarle a mi Flow Mi RAP es Calle como Snoop Dogg Son Cuatrocientos Bots, los de tu Cuento que no Cuento Bro Si Tenés ganas de Bardear hacelo bien Cagón De rimas tengo un Vagón Encima vos no sabes quien soy Yo Soy el que rima y los Rompe Todos, soy el Fucking Boss En esta mierda wacho acá estoy Lucho por las causas del Pueblo, no por Causas de Vos Como en los 1700 La Revolución Francesa Hoy la gente se levanta Contra Maria Antonietta Se levantan como El Cordobazo en los Sesenta Y mi gente se prepara para ganar las Apuestas ESTRIBO: Hoy ganan los Pibes, mañana vemos si Ganas No me tires si no lo Haces bien desde tu Caravana Soy el LokerLK rapeando hasta la Otra Semana Hermanos de la Patria, los invito a Esta Cantada (X2)
Todo largado Eu N ligo pra quem fala mal Tô dando uns trago Tanta grana parece q robô o banco central Pros que penso ia ser tráfico Tô traficando infirmação expiração pros meno mil grau Hoje eu decidi o banco direto desecupado Nas antiga ngm tava do meu lado Mais tudo isso é normal
y veulent peter les brinks écoute mes rimes en guisent de brise de vent t’es conscient constamment équipé d’la maîtrise et j’fait ça cile-fa pendant qu’le fer est chaud avant que lame soit grise POTOOO c’est pas un coup d’chatte élémentaire jte cuisine ça comme un punjab igo j’fais pas l’bojack là tout de suite j’envoie des beaux jab (crochet) lahuisse il m’parle de coup d’chatte j’puise pas dans mes ressources mais la jtenvoie des décharges t’es pas au courant d’la secousses? j’vesqi les sévices du mal jsuis en haut dans ma soucoupe pour treran a 6 du mat j’brule l’affiche du mal zebla d’demi dieux j’baise la fille du mal j’envoie des demi-16 j’entends qu’ça leur fait du mal content j’balance 2000 séismes t’es pas content j’attend qu’le ble-dia sévices j’tire sur la zeb mais j’fais pas belec au vices tu betom si tu fais pas belec au vides j’ai barré des blases betements jsuis pas là pour éduquer ton fils laisse bet c’est mort pour eux si j’envoies des cataclysmes mais où en est donc ma clique mais où en est donc ma clique j’tire sur la zeb mais j’fais pas belec au vices tu betom si tu fais pas belec au vides j’ai barré des blases betements jsuis pas là pour éduquer ton fils laisse bet c’est mort pour eux si j’envoies des cataclysmes que des phrasé digne de s’nom attaque en chaîne pas l’temps pour eux même si j’dois décider l’temps pluvieux de c’monde bebe baisse les basses baise les décibels temps record une seconde OUEE OUE top chrono « stop le carnage les secousses » c’est c’qui m’disent si j’les croisent quand j’temon dans la soucoupe j’parle de temps avec chronos j’en ai pas pour les secourir j’tema les étoiles en flou sachant qu’rien n’sert de courir le temps vous rattrape tu voudrais capter mon flow mais t’as du retard mur du son détonation après l’impact j’fais du son mure pas trop lasse-degeu pour l’oreille de l’auditeur dans son appart j’me réveille c’est pas oim qui cogite mais c’est l’zdeh d’la veille j’envoie des 16 belec je n’carbure plus au shit mac1 pour eux ça va si vite l’abeille a la frappe qui va faire vaci- va-vaciller l’vocer à vassily laisse déglutir mes versets sale et belec si j’inverse les seuils ze double v a la track musikotherapie en guise de traces belec si tu lunches le sol
ik weet ik ben een goei mens maar doe vaak fout dingen vroeger chillde ik, me de foute vrienden vaak dacht ik onschuldig was nooit zag ik mijn fout mn ouders zwartmaken, net als een mijnbouw
نحاول ونسرع منشكي نحاول ونقاوم مانبكي نحاول ومانبيها هكي ونحاول ودنيا مانببها لكي وحداني بين سيسان ظلام وهموم نضحك ونحكي من داخلي مغموم صاحب كويس وصاحب مسوم وضع يتقلب ماهوش مفهوم نولع سيقاره نمشي نحوم فب شوارع الحاره ويوم لي عجبتني الجاره النصيب مش معايا وفلوس حاظرا من بعيد نشوف البابور زن الصفاره حظ مفارق وندور وين ومهاهما صار متوفش دمعه من لعين ومخلف وماشي ومش معايا الزين عطينا وعد وعد لحر دين مخالف بين الناس الفخر مش بدوخه والكاس وعل كلمه حتي لو فيها نحاس 99في الميه كلها انجاس مشيت معاها كلها بنيه سواد في قلب مخطي وجه بالتيمهaawa1 وفي لي فراحن بشيلة كميه وراجل وكلام هضا ماهوش ليا
Read the description and stop crying. Almost all producers on RU-vid do this, like if your trying to make profit off their beats that's when it's "not free" very simple to understand. Plus every producer tries to sell their beats and the rights to them for a reasonable price called business bud
c’est aujourd’hui que j’donne la couleur y’a trop d’âme perdu qui cri à l’aide appelez moi le guide fidèle au bushido comme gai maito ou l’ami zoro les autres c’est dés zéro donc j’les aurais y’a pas d’raisons
კიდევ ერთი ღამე გადის ჩემთვის ფუჭად, სიგარეტის კვამლი ჩემთან ეშმაკია სტუმრად, კუთხეშია ატუზული და მიყურებს ურცხვად ფიქრები სიბნელეში განწყობილი მტრულად, (ჰა) ვიცი- ვერ მიტანს და არ ვევასები, თავზე გადავახიოთ მისი დძმაკაცნი ლაჩრები, ტრაკი რომ არაგაქვთ და შორიდან რო იტყლარებით, მიდი დამიალე გვერდში დაგიდგება ძაღლები (სიცილი) ბიჯო, შენ კი უბანში ხარ დაკარგული შენი ყოველივე სიტყვა ფუჭად დახარჯული, (ჰაა) ჩვენი საუბარი შენთან კიდე სარკასტული, შენი სახელია 6 მეტრში აქ დამარხული ღამის 3 საათზე კარებზეა კაკუნი 1რთი ორჯერ გაატარე გააგრძელა რახუნი გარეთ დაგხვდა ცოტნეია სულ შავებში ჩაცმული ქვემოთ დაიხედე ხელში უკავია აგური (ბახ!) კიდევ ერთი კაცი შეიწირა ჩემმა წერამ დრო კი გადის მალე დავუმთავრე ბედისწერა დედა მოეტყმნა სიტყვა რომ არ დაიჯერა ასე დავუნგრიეთ ჩვენ დძმას მისი კარიერა. ისევ ძმაკაცები მიმაგერებენ მე ჩემს გვერდს ხელი აიწიოს გაგიმართავ დიდგორს ველს, მე ამ პასტით და ამ ფურცლით გავიკვლევ გზებს ჩვენი შიშით პატიებას თხოვ შენ, შენს ღმერთს. თუკი რამის ტრაკი დაგრჩათ დადე ნომერი სანამ ჩემთან მოხვალ ბიჯო დაითვალე ცოდვები ზედმეტი რო მოგივათ იცოდეთ აქ გაგორდებით დამიტოვე ნომერი ბიჯო მალე გელოდებით. (თქვენ) დალშე გიოა 7 კუპლეტი 1 წუთი და 24 წამი.
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Watch out for Diablo he’s the reason why u hallow Watch out for Diablo he’s the reason why u fallow I know? I know? I know? I know? Watch out for Diablo he’s the reason why u hallow Watch out for Diablo he’s he the reason why u fallow I know? I know? I know? I know? Watch out for the devil, every scheme of his u can see diablos where the heathen is where they get it poppin like a soda when it fizz, u know whut I’m sayin u know whut I’m sayin, oh no u don’t coz ur in his trap caught in the trap and u wonder why the kids in the hood stay strapped coz murder from the burner all they seem to witness they make it a sport they make it a fitness they do what it do just handlin business survival of the fittest…
volvi a confiar en mi sin conocerme, el sila pregunta sorry solo tengo verde, ahora que esti en caliente no pienso quemarme, que no soy batman pero payasos vienen a joderme, como quererme con esta mancha, llamame curry necesito cancha, yo y mis malas rachas, pinte una concha con mi cruz y me llaman apostol, no lo hago a posta pero siempre pido la revancha, tus ojos me miran con cara de que me temes, y tus pupilas dilatadas como con la eme, deja que mi mente eleve el nivel que el proceso es breve, y no creas que consecuentemente el efecto es leve, en efecto desconozco el paradero de la parte de mi mismo que escribia letra en primero, ahora solo quedan los estragos que dejaron las mentiras que he escuchado y todos los falsos “te quiero”
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