For those who aspire to be an artist, I'm wishing you luck every step of the way. Keep grinding and you'll be so good nobody can ignore you any longer. I'll see ya'll at the top🖤
(Verse) Uh Oh I'm back in the zone Smashin' the track when I'm rappin' alone Graspin' a bat like I'm blastin' the chrome Hat to the back when I sat in the throne Fight with the fitness reciting the sickness I'm the one that's causin' all the hype in the business Write me a hit list, strike with the quickness Static at his best is what you're likely to witness Ayo I spit it with a great flow They can still hate though but they will never say so Yo what do they know hatin' on my stage show Mistakes they gon' pay for, hater better lay low Dissed by their comments, tricked by my conscious I will never stop I'm addicted to progress Through with standing back Imma stick to the offense But an end to rap cause I'm sick of the nonsense You know when it comes to rap Imma savage Everytime that I hear a track I attack it I'm so nice matter fact I'm the baddest Static spittin' crack's not an act but a habit Most rappers preach known information And still I've received no indication Of getting asked or signed into the game So I'm bout to make my own invitation Never see me in the background, see me with my hat down Leave you blacked out till you tap out Got motivation I'm ready to rap now You can talk all you want I will never back down I gotta gift and I'm blessed and I'm anxious To eliminate those testing my patience My main goal is to jeapordize fakeness So gaze in amazement and recognize greatness Got words I feed alliteration Bleed instigation and breathe innovation I'm sick now I don't need renovations Underestimate and I'll exceed limitations
Yo, I step into the scene, mic gripped tight, Words flowing like a river, shining bright like a light, From the streets to the stage, I ignite the fight, Spittin' truth through these bars, every line takes flight. (Chorus) In the concrete jungle where dreams collide, I'm the voice of the voiceless, with nothing to hide, Through the struggles and the pain, I'll always strive, In this game of life, yo, I'm ready to ride. (Verse 2) Born in the chaos, molded by the streets, Where every step you take, you feel the heat, But I rise above, never accepting defeat, My rhymes cut deep, like a razor blade beat. (Chorus) In the concrete jungle where dreams collide, I'm the voice of the voiceless, with nothing to hide, Through the struggles and the pain, I'll always strive, In this game of life, yo, I'm ready to ride. (Bridge) From the blocks to the penthouse, I'm on the grind, Breaking barriers, leaving doubters behind, With every verse I spit, I redefine, The essence of rap, my spirit intertwined. (Verse 3) So listen up world, hear what I gotta say, I'll spit fire till my dying day, From the streets to the spotlight, I'll pave the way, For the hustlers and dreamers, come what may. (Chorus) In the concrete jungle where dreams collide, I'm the voice of the voiceless, with nothing to hide, Through the struggles and the pain, I'll always strive, In this game of life, yo, I'm ready to ride. (Outro) So raise your fists high, let your spirit ignite, In this urban symphony, we'll shine so bright, From the shadows to the limelight, we'll take flight, In the concrete jungle, where dreams unite.
I'm oblivious to facts when I'm spitting these raps Deliver these tracks while I kick to the max Getting these stacks makin a rack pile so high taller then my homie Shaq
I've been beat up, beat down I stand up, my feet down I don't need ground I'm handcuffed to thee clouds, my voice loud My enemies are finna be scared of how the beat sounds When I lay my vocals feeling hopeful, pretend to be so I seem proud My team's proud, I built a rep Yet somehow I'm real upset When I come down I'm feeling blessed Yet run down and still a mess But I kill beats with no cheats, so I don't need no Belichick The pills I get, I'm chilling yet the same thing could kill me next Your bars worn, you wear 'em out Like a car horn when I air it out I'm hardcore with my artform You start war, and I'll tear it down I'm Pennywise, a scary clown My pen'll rise, it's Derry-bound I write venom, prepared to wow It's a given that I won't share the crown These wack ducks, your track sucks You act up, my snare'll pound I pack bars, so act hard and prepare to be buried now
People going crazy over easy bars Sissy stars, speedy cars, dizzy, meaty, cheesy scars Iddy biddy jars, pretty zippy with cigars Feeling chippy at the whiskey seminar Complicated rhyme schemes seen as a murder scene Shock awaited, time seems to be an utter dream Read between the lines as I make a bee-line For the bars, seen in a drunken state, as I recline Activated thoughts, pushing for a different sign Cutting vines, hindsight is 20/20, see it intertwine
"I'm the lyrical assassin, my flow so discreet, (beat hits on 'assassin')" "I conquer the mic, leaving rivals in retreat, (beat hits on 'conquer')" "My words hit hard, like a punch in the street, (beat hits on 'hit')" "I'm the heavyweight champ, never tasting defeat, (beat hits on 'heavyweight')" "I ride the rhythm, my flow smooth and fleet, (beat hits on 'rhythm')" "I'm the architect of rhymes, constructing beats, (beat hits on 'architect')" "I'm a verbal magician, watch me perform feats, (beat hits on 'magician')" "I bring the fire, igniting the stage with heat, (beat hits on 'fire')" "My lyrics cut through, leaving wounds that bleed, (beat hits on 'cut')") I'm the microphone controller, commanding the fleet, (beat hits on 'controller')" "I'm the wordsmith, crafting lines that compete, (beat hits on 'wordsmith')" "I'm the rhyme architect, constructing a concrete, (beat hits on 'architect')" "I'm the rap game ruler, sitting high on my seat, (beat hits on 'ruler')" "I'm the master of ceremonies, the crowd I'll entreat, (beat hits on 'master')" "I spit venomous bars, poisoning the elite, (beat hits on 'venomous')" "I'm the microphone vandal, my rhymes can't be beat, (beat hits on 'vandal')" "I'm the rap renegade, breaking barriers, complete, (beat hits on 'renegade')" "I'm the lyrical wizard, casting spells so discreet, (beat hits on 'wizard')" "I'm the rap god, my flow divine and concrete, (beat hits on 'god')" I'm the lyrically inclined, my talent on repeat, (beat hits on 'inclined')" "I soar above the rest, like an eagle in flight, (beat hits on 'soar')" "My verses slice through like a sharp samurai's katana, (beat hits on 'slice')" "I'm the rhyming alchemist, turning words into gold, (beat hits on 'alchemist')" "Spitting truths so profound, my wisdom unfolds, (beat hits on 'profound')" "I flow like a river, unstoppable and wild, (beat hits on 'river')" "I'm the verbal acrobat, flipping words with style, (beat hits on 'acrobat')" "Stepping into the arena, I bring the showdown, (beat hits on 'arena')" "I'm the lyrical surgeon, precision in my sound, (beat hits on 'surgeon')" "I'm the rap game philosopher, deep thoughts I astound, (beat hits on 'philosopher')" "My words penetrate minds, like arrows from a bow, (beat hits on 'penetrate')" "I'm the lyrical arsonist, igniting minds aglow, (beat hits on 'arsonist')"
Every time I felt alone 1 blew up you and your phone You and your perfect tone And all the love I've shown I still end up in the friend zone my hearts ain't made of stone That's just my extra bone You a queen then make it known I'm looking for my throne You're about to get crowned Hear that sound It's my heart, it's the pound Loud as a hound Every time your around You're the sky and I'm the ground Your the one I found With you I am bound Like a compound (M Who am I to you Another man to peruse? Another guy to your rescue? Someone tryna use you If only you knew How that's so untrue And what Id really do For you I'm not looking for a rejection 1 wanna keep our connection In math I never learned the point of inflection was too distracted by your reflection You can't be First Lady I lost the election That don't mean you don't have my protection I've given you all my love and affection Now it's time to make a selection It's you, you are perfection I dont wanna hear any objection Your one of a kind in Gods collection Unique in every section Not a single imperfection You point me in the right direction If I was dead you'd be my resurrection Every moment with you is clear in my recollection X (M Will you say yes I don't know, I guess After this I wont press True feelings please express If not sav less My feelings I can't suppress I need to confess I'm tryna impress You ain't a damsel in distress just wanna see you in that dress 1 know that I can be a mess But when I see you I see success You a queen? then I'm Oliver Queen and you are Laurel Lance at you I took a glance writing this song in advance This my last chance So please take a stance My senses you enhance It's not about romance We ain't going to France Tiust wanna dance No matter the circumstance No matter the circumstance X (M I'm chained down but you break me free Your they key Like you I wanna be You and me are the only two I see No more you and I there's only we Let's not fight like skull and kree Lets us join in unity Wouldn't you agree? Your chain is still on lock Won't break with the strongest rock 1 don't have much time tic toc Come right in don't knock l just gotta tell you you're so fine You keep me in a strait line Your the light in my life so bright you shine And all I ask is that you be mine
They call me Mae Mae do what I say say if you want a autograph you gotta pay pay ain’t talkin bout lil money talkin bout big checks my haters is mad cause I’m steppin on big racks ima run me bag ima reach to the top and leave my haters down there then floss yeah they call me big Mae Mae cause I’m the boss I’m 11 and most of y’all adults and still got more money you can count.
Mae, you have a lot of talent in you and potential to start a career. Truly shocked that at the age of 11 you started sharing a small rap for the beats. I see a lot in you that no one probably does. Keep it up 🤞🏼
Когда голос небес зовет тебя куда-то за облака, Ты бежишь один, тебе не жалко покинуть этот мир. Три копейки за смех, три копейки за плачущий глаз, Все, что больше, здесь ничего не стоит. Оставь это... Кажется, больше нечего сказать, И мудрые слова тихо прячутся в книжках. Твои сны красочные и теплые с грустными глазами. Они покидают тебя - твоя новая жизнь для них ничто. Ты потерял Не надо рисовать увядшие цветы на стенах, Не надо искать то, что никогда не терял. Не надо говорить себе, что ты возродишься, Не надо ловить заблудившихся птиц.
Dang this is hard I love it so much good job whoever made this but I have to admit that was very hard on my earbuds I couldn’t take it but it was just so far that I couldn’t take them off by the way you did a good job on this beat and I bought your beat on beat stars so I hope you thank me bye!
soooo i used to write songs when i was younger and make beats on apps but im just now getting into wanting to actually make music. soooo when it comes to instrumentals here on yt i would have to get a license ?? is there a way i can purchase something to use the beat ? or can someone at least tell me which kind of license i need and where do i get it from😭 im sorry but someone help please 🙏🏼
Yo, I'm spitting this flow fresh as a dove In a world where haters gather like a pack of wolves But I stand tall like a giant oak With bars sharper than a ninja's kage-no-jutsu I'm speaking truth like a prophet with a mission My rhymes are like a hurricane, sweeping away the fiction This ain't just a game, this is my passion I'm writing with a fire that's stronger than combustion In this game of words, I'm playing to win My rhymes will make the world stand up and spin I'm on top of the game, my skills unmatched I'll keep on spitting till the haters get backlash. Sure, let's keep this rap marathon going I'm like a machine, my bars are ever flowing I'm spitting with precision, with a flow so smooth My lyrics hit harder than a heavyweight's TKO I'm not just talking the talk, I'm about that action My rhymes are like a warrior's katana, leaving devastation In this game called life, I've got the top score My raps are like a sword, cutting through all those clichés and clones I'm hitting notes like a virtuoso, my flow is tight I'm painting pictures with my words, like a master of the written night I'm not just rhyming for the sake of it, no, I'm speaking truth About the struggles, the dreams, and the battles we've all went through (Verse 2 Cont.) Cause I'm street smart, I've seen it all From the highs to the lows, I've experienced it all I'm not some silver-spoon rapper, no no I'm the people's voice, speaking what I know
Step into the game, yeah, I'm on the rise, Got my eyes on the prize, ain't no compromise. From the block to the top, see the hustle don't stop, Watch me drop these rhymes, every beat I rock. In the city where we grind, never slowin' down, Hear the sound, feel the pound, ain't no messin' around. I'm the king of this crown, no time to play, Gonna slay every day, hear the crowd say, "Hey!" In the studio late, with the pen and the pad, Every line, every rhyme, yeah, it's bound to be bad. Got the fire, got the flame, ain't no shame in my game, When I step to the mic, everybody know my name. Keep it real, keep it tight, ain't no fake in my flow, From the streets to the show, always ready to go. I'm the one you wanna see, when you need that heat, Every track, every beat, make 'em move their feet. Rise up, stand tall, ain't no fallin' back, Got the world in my hands, put my name on the map. Every struggle, every fight, make me stronger tonight, With the heart of a lion, I'm a beast on the mic. From the dawn to the dusk, feel the rush, feel the vibe, In the game, I'm alive, yeah, I'm ready to strive. Ain't no stoppin' my shine, see the light in my eyes, With my crew by my side, we be touchin' the skies. Got the beat in my soul, let it take control, Every word, every verse, got me reachin' my goal. In the heat of the night, I'm a star in the dark, With the power and the passion, yeah, I'm leavin' my mark. From the start to the end, I'm a friend to the fans, With the mic in my hand, got the world in my plans. Ain't no fear, ain't no doubt, I'ma shout, I'ma roar, With the heart of a warrior, I'm ready for more. In the game, it's a fight, gotta earn your place, Every step, every move, keep the pace in the race. With the grind, with the sweat, with the tears that I shed, Every night, every day, gotta stay ahead. In the booth, in the streets, feel the heat of the beat, From the block to the stage, got 'em movin' their feet. I'm the voice of the youth, bring the truth to the light, With the soul of a poet, I'ma shine so bright.
..striker gang, ur a prospect, im a champion , im leon t rocky bullets ran down stockys, im a goon I keep a glock 19 full of heat and I don't lie in my raps , im trapping with the gold and packs, rocking with the brothers like a trap, we animals we califoria bears.
Like my brother said California grizzly In this mix So much Money on mind I'm blinking bout getting rich Gleeky came so equiped got police men Trying to buy it Still can't find the heart shake a pig hand But the mayor told try it Shook my head said it's a strict kosher diet for the pig p**** pork I might f*** around and try it been over and make her like it when I'm whipping on her hold this a lil brother on beat mix😜 so I got overly excited Bout to kill the game by spring and I don't give fuck about who don't like it and if every think bout dissing me come pay me to write it basically either way you gone loose send yo best at randomly and I'll still kill em with the writing Fuck a point to prove I'm just stuck I'm the slums and don't like it Got to asking for a sponsor and found how much the world don't like me What I do besides refuse to loose Keep my faith and reminded humble Bearly got a couple dollars of this writing And that was couple days ago Shot out my brother starter kit y'all go support my bro he the only person who actually gave me something for a song not another soul Told red hase it's gone be better day cause the king gone hold her close I remember I had escort near one of them women treated me like a hoe she actually over paid they fees and tried to keep me. Close I respect all these women But not bitch it's a easy switch a really thin line Since they changing me fees I can't afford to keep giving a way my writings me tell the real ones bang my line cause I'm still him I'm tired just of selfish people getting my writing
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