Hard, the streets made me, Had to give it to myself Nothings given Nothing that aint worked for ain't Worth it People gonna end up wherever they're deserving Its for certain I put the work in Y'all putting words out Actions speak
Heart leads but i stay focused This life leaves but I'm eternal never deceased never not been deep in shits Creek weather that's beef or street deeds bad streaks with no goals Like lots of time and energy but no
@@prod.lvciien9700 Lucy sucks He is gonna burn The funny thing with satanists They never learn Always projecting When its themselves they hate Always resenting Taking satans bait NPD has become a plague Lost thier morality Just like they lose thier flag One day God will stop them saves About the time everyone is possesed slaves
Hello, may I use this beat? I will be using it for non profit and will include your name and link as credit of course. Also, do you prefer me to use the name “Pickpocket” as the title, or can I pick my own name as the title for my project? Thanks!
I like these type of beats cause im uh MC// M it stands for murder// And C it stands for Cold Beats// Catch me in some water, or the cold or where the snow be// The coldest nigga ever like... kobe was in 03// Never missed the old me// Never gettin cold feet// Everyday Im gettin better aint nobody that can hold me
Coming with the 1 2 no matter what you wan do/ I Jump through a hundred obstacles for an option that's opportune / Drift from the sun to moon and skip the months from Jan to June/ Yes I'm a whole loon crazy as a cartoon i party past noon/ Partly alive in the last room/consume my medicine like a vacuum / I'm back too.. my own reality high above the ceiling like I never heard of gravity/ Such a tragedy fucking travesty know these actions are bad for me / Baffling how I'm battling demons and addiction as I'm time traveling/ Unraveling life throw me like a javelin/
Who cares if he’s simplistic, what you makin? Statistics? Want rhymes in hieroglyphics, ok then, here it is Sicc Ricc If he wants to simple, don’t pop your shit like a pimple Messing with my temple, music is music, easy or ten fold Quit being so dreadful, writing ain’t even that stressful it’s the the opposite, so why you being resentful? You a damn fool? Busting opinions like it’s your dominion When you ain’t nothing but a minion to cliches and the riches Can’t take the heat? Get outta the kitchen, or stop the bitchin Ironic I know, but it’s either be lazy or start having commitment Now this isn’t, me on some alcohol, tryna take a shot At anybody on RU-vid for hip hop, cause it was built off love But now they’ve over saturated it with sex and drugs Talking crime so you’re grave is dug, tell me what is up When it did it become so pointless? Get me an appointment With the idiots destroying, my music so I can prescribe the ointment It’s all love, so let’s not hate, the worlds going through a revolution So do you and demonstrate what it is that you love doin, instead of droolin Over the computers, cause it is useless, just apply yourself To some sort of movement cause we’re all just human, don’t spiral out Of control, get a hold of the it all otherwise it’s inevitable For you to fall, back into the crowd, like a hive mind saying it’s all our fault Well hell no, it’s time that we make a change before we are straight deranged Before the government chains our brains to a board with a razor blade Letting blood just spray, cause it’s how they stay entertained, seeing us in pain So let’s just collaborate and have a great time while we’re still here Enough with hate, we’ll be deprived if it’s kept up in the coming years One love guys
Al mundo llegsmos solos y solos nos vamos De paso nos volvemos mas que solo unos extraños Extraño sus te quieros y sus besos en mi cuello pero ya no tanto Ahora es el ego con el que peleo Si entro inspecciono tus movimientos No miento sobre mi conocimiento Siendo verdadero yo ni leo
Hey fool I'll take that from your pocket you can't block it nor stick me in the socket took you like a rocket to the moon one more buffoon singing a happy tune from a dumb cartoon You're doomed as I loom in the room Never trust a guy who busts his nuts with a broom DOOM is an inspiration but I'm taking over of a different nation what a sensation when I relief the tension in the session, sort of an obsession, did I mention? I like the way you think, come on over another drink to help my shrink a shrink sick like the corona-virus, like a Russian mafia guy - 'hire us' or maybe i'll sell 'em to you in the shape of bars come on evil stars, play me those guitars
Annnddddd this is what I wrote to it. Ps - Your Beats are fucking awesome Jacob Alvis - Empty Pocket Beat - Pickpocket - MF DOOM x Earl SS Type YT - LethalNeedle •Verse One• On a High horse, Fly by kick flips, Weird rhymes, introduced as a try hard. Influenced Pure artistic portraitures, Portrayed when I piece the parts. Point to it proud, Let down guard. Expulsion Exalted, excluded, Refuse to belong in a cubicle office. Cuticles unkempt, Pupils exhausted. Passion For the prudence. Maybe it’s just stupid Resolvent to forgotten Forgiveness, all for more Choices N options. N redos brought by a tangible process. Consensus often in Contention. Contempt With success, knowing respect Comes after coffins.
Never put in effort with the crumbs from my sweatshirt, Drugs mixed with pepper but this malt liquor better, Forgettin 'bout my brothers I was lost into that cheddar, Lady wants my loyalty that's something I ain't render, Simply making moves watch your temper this is checker, dummy, 800 buddy
It’s time to give all my men of faith a lesson, my brethren, I fell from heaven and was cast into the Holy Spirit and I hear ya. You call to me while I roll up the deceased. The fallen bodies that once walked the earth and I ingest earths like galactus now catch this weapon that I drew out from myself when I was seven. The luckiest of numbers.... because when I hit the spot and get dropped off, I spin the block in 2d because now they fall in line and only follow me. I combat all stress because my mind is a weapon... WHOS going to be telling your story! Why not prepare yourself and live in glory.. I already passed your chapter in my story.
Pick pocket the game with your wrist watch an your dame.. Tick tock on the clock, Now get caught in the flame, They rotten an ravin, All of um lame an honestly I oughta thank um for being so prone to not thinking
Murder murder with a pen,butcher with a can,can of bear to shead a tear to memories and theories, warning for making enemies,to be continued till then I'll earn money for salary
Staunchly lied to get by in the confined boundary line,avoid needles pricked my back like attacks from largely sized porcupines, friendship more corny than a horny brony on valentines, Homies who in social groups feel cooped most lonely inside, Recluse like the grinch who stole Christmas tend to board up and hide - reboot convince yourself theres needed distance, Till you greet em again, now the hearts grown bigger 3 times To be precise, He ain’t as nice from his start the flow weirder, fuck it then,”go figure” Inevitably feelings linger, swole stinger shimmering, limiting emotions stoic, never see me down grimacing, Over hopeless bullshit, whatsoever, endeavored in it, too many times to realize, there’s obscured lines from idolize to demise in this life Real eyes see through real lies, so for real guys, Love to the most high, but nows an ideal time to let the door reel back hit my ass on the way out so far, so gone, so long -goodbye.
Pickpocket cash Blast at ya ass For a laugh Bullets blazing past Ya homies fading fast I can’t help but laugh Taking out the trash Then throw the burner in the trash Maybe bleach bath Creep fast Kill slow Sheep mash Wolf show Make ain’t men Y’all some hoes Don’t know the code Probably told Than said you didn’t Than caught some distance good ride de
My b****es eyes shine, like rhinestones, no diamonds. She say I have a way with words, at least impeccable timing. Devil want my soul, “Come on kid, sign it.” Said she already took my soul, told him, “find it.” You want the truth, buried beneath, the eyelids. I’m serve myself, until my time hits.
i was at taco buenoooo pull up to the drive thru whole the hell orders 5 muchacos? bitch, i do. now mind ya business fore you get shot right through the window don’t forget my rice & beans- i want pinto gimme a tea on the side make sure that shit cold nah, just gimme my food, man i’m gettin’ old now i’m eating muchacos driving back home this tea is hitting my spot it’s sweet as honey comb but when i look a little closer realize i been duped these black beans not pinto who the fuck scooped? now i’m eatin muchacos goin to taco bueno am i mad bout’ my order? yeah, pequeno i want my money back, you got the wrong beans “um, sir, we don’t have pinto” man what the fuck you means? so i’m at taco bueno beating bitches like piñatas walked in with a receipt walked out with enchiladas
When ya walking Best believe I keep it honest And I'm on it So watch ya pockets Ya gold watch I got it stripped off I'm like goldilocks Walking it to shop at fort knox When it comes to picking pockets It's all logic I'm picking locks And lifting alot in one shot Only got a line of dots Aiming from my eyes To spot the prize with the highest cost I don't walk away calm naw I seem to drift off Soaking wet with the stolen drip that makes the wise guys cry from loss Got their eyes to gloss Try my guy and I'll surprise ya everytime When I do my Sleight of hand with a switch off criss cross Got em tricked with the hip hop trick talk Just for them to take a look at the clock Then times up Tick tock If ya wristwatch seems to slip off a definite correct message when I leverage with some mind bending misdirection Yes it's Seven Sins Teaching these freshman's lessons neverending
This was one of my favorite beats finally got to hop on it keep it up the good work Listen to Los Santos- Ducky ft. kMobtoxic Baxxstar by K-MOB on #SoundCloud soundcloud.com/jacquan-west/los-santos-ducky-ft-kmobtoxic?ref=clipboard&p=a&c=1
This beat slaps harder than how my girl claps her cheeks But that don't slap harder than me I'm hawter than grease I got the beauty I'm a beast And This shit dead like deceased YOU fled like a flea
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