For anyone who doesn't know that picture is from scooby doo and the ghoul school, one of the first of the films I ever watched as a kid so nostalgic. I often find myself just vibing to your beats without even rapping much love 🤙
Something sinister to it The pendulum swinging slow, a degenerate moving Through the city with criminals stealth Welcome to enemy turf Harder than immigrants work Golf is stitched into my shirt Get up off the pavement Brush the dirt up off my psyche, psyche, psyche Can I get that, loud- Let me get that beat in my headphones, louder It's probably been 12 years since my father left Left me fatherless And I just used to say I hate him in dishonest jest When honestly, I miss this nigga like when I was six And every time I got the chance to say it, I would swallow it 16, I'm hollow, intolerant, skip shots I storm that whole bottle, I'll show you a role model Drunk pissy pissing on somebody's front lawn Trying to figure out how and when the fuck I missed moderate Mama often was offering peace offerings Think, wheeze, cough, scoffin' and he's off again Searching for a big brother, Tyler was that And plus he liked how I rap, the blunted mice in the trap Too black for the white kids and too white for the blacks From honor roll to crackin' locks up off them bicycle racks I'm indecisive, I'm scatterbrained, and I'm frightened It's evident in them eyes, where you hiding all them icicles at Something sinister to it The pendulum swinging slow, a degenerate moving Through the city with criminals stealth Welcome to enemy turf Harder than immigrants work Golf is stitched into my shirt Get up off the pavement Brush the dirt up off my psyche, psyche, psyche Can I get that, loud- Let me get that beat in my headphones, louder Time-lapse, bars rhymin', heart's bottomless pit Was mobbin' deep as '96 Havoc and Prodigy did We were the potty mouth posse, crash the party and dip With all belongings then toss 'em out to the audience Nothing was fucking awesome trying to make it from the bottom His sins feeling as hard as Vince Carter's knee cartilage is Supreme garment and weed gardeners garnish his spliffs With Keef particles and entering apartments through 'zine articles Tolerance through boundaries, I know you happy now Craven and these Complex fuck niggas done track me down Just to be the guys that did it like, "I like attention" Not the type where niggas trying to get a raise at my expense I'm supposed to be grateful, right? Like, "Thanks so much, " you made my life harder And the ties between my mom and I are strained and tightened Even more than they were before all of this shit Been back a week and I already feel like calling it quits Something sinister to it The pendulum swinging slow, a degenerate moving Through the city with criminals stealth Welcome to enemy turf Harder than immigrants work Golf is stitched into my shirt Get up off the pavement Brush the dirt up off my psyche, psyche, psyche Can I get that, loud- Let me get that beat in my headphones, louder
they say kill ‘em joy kill ‘em wit kindness, mind ya own business i am the finest, setting bars high it’s hard to find this, scratched disks in the cd player, in the lab hiding in my lair i don’t play uhhhh with the other kids to well, momma always said i’d probably go to hell well she wasn’t far off i hit the pavement and tear the tar off throwin molotovs here to cause a ruckus could write another 16 but i said fuck this
The 201 southwest Genius strikes back. Im drinking Dracula, like fractured astulars. And cracking back on crashing astromers, Listen before I’m the master heard. the Tippy toeing talent chemical imbalanced No blue collar malice. Watching yo address Smelling yo mattress Only a matter of time until your screaming crying about you cuts and bruises like a that actress From last week.
do you find it weird when we talk about emotions people tend to disappear they dis me out of fear, leaving me as an object in the rear that may appear closer to ya heart please endear soul singing dear John letters written in tears hardships setting sail navigating whats the course destination ground zero, do you find it werid though, lost in the world carmen Sandiego hiding in plain sight like Waldo, my thoughts bouncing off life's walls painted w/super heros riding through secret keyhole in a stretched out limo with Mr. Magoo on the instrumentals near sighted is the induendo I get it pain on ya windows, you paint for the world to never see, all you secrets are safe with me to easy to predict stuck in ya Ego Leggo my Eggo baby its my time to eat, pain killed the whispers of defeat whimpering until I sing, LIfe I find it weird I find it weird I find it weird I had to kill me to get to love me still slowying dyeing colors of this beat ultraviolet light dancing on the brain waves in me I know baby you find it weird that I found the light in me holla at ya man with the mystic beings on the mic we sing
Check, check Avaro como jeque Su rey yace en jaque Infinitos espejos Bosquejos y esquejes Gente en una caja Mejor guarda tu cheque Tu oro y tus alajas Antes de que te quejes Suelto mi crema sin nata Ritmos y letras Paredes y latas Persiguiendo la meta Mi estilo que muta Eso es lo que te mata
I got thicker skin than a rhinoceros, I’m often blissed cause the lettuce from the horned prince leaving me heavily elevated like closed in occupants/ Clothes dirtier than a preacher’s sin, had the belt barely nearly torn cause when I was younger I was a chubby kid/ Now my skeletal system got frame of a model surrounded by that good money that leaves your jaw unhinged/ Applause from your deluxe aroma, chains separated like the grip on nunchucks, greased up in a tux inviting the bitches over
Candle light's on dinner tables watching as time passes Average night we sit entangled looking at life through wine glasses Trying to justify life's actions through another divine passage Hate living life knowing I can't control what just might happen So I'm about to fight back and not in a polite fashion My flights crashing through heavens gates and into sky mansions Strike the match and flame and set fire to this basket case I could move with a passing train and have the fastest pace The hour glass breaks sending your pulse to a tragic rate The sour taste of blood sticks to your tongue these are the last of days
Lemme in like I’m young again Trying to see wassup Smoking on potential It’s essential that I pay for Higher quality to ensure my shit I’d never rented see now they They always calling me to ask If they can get on Why I gotta hit the bong To understand or envision Guess it’s just the life threw in Slow motion traveling thru time We been in trust believe
They went on a fishing expedition Only one returned, the other went missing He was a backstabber, can’t say we miss him Snakes in the grass, adders, time to subtract reptilians Cut no slack, rather attack Achilles heels and kill them For sedition, they lost sight of the shore We sticking to tradition, nothing new about the new edition Eyes glued to the mission, quit your hissin Throwin fits and bitchin, I never cared if I fit in I’m the pit in your stomach, the itch you can’t scratch The glitch you can’t patch Step in the ring, you ain’t a match You couldn’t light a fire in the booth with a match If they doused you in gas I’m due for points, this is my thousandth task
thanks for all the love on this random comment appreciate all y’all I just like to write what comes to mind on random beats, thanks for reading and one love
Laatste tijd zoek ik meer naar liefde En minder haat, minder joints, minder nicotine Kgeef intressante lessen Doe Minder praat, meer rappen Verhinder haters Verminder haat leer met Respect te praten en Haat ni op de beste of de laatste
I’m not talking bout ups, I’m talking more down got this syndrome in my body so my bones are sore now, I can rattle out the snakes cuz they fake as orange taste 😮
they say they hate my music, they say that it's the sonics, if i'm to be honest, that shit is really demonic, it leaves a bad taste, something like swallowing your vomit, i've been shooting past these stars, so really, you should comet (Calm it), iv'e been on a roll, something like the chronic, i over dosed on 14 lines, i'm talking about a sonnet, imagine way back, a rap track with Shakespeare on it, i aint never been one to be influenced by influences, name one person who you think could have influenced this, like urine influenced piss, or like faces influenced shit, it's called hate and i am used to it, immune to crit, you could light a candle, but the question is, can you keep it lit? she said, do you love me? right then i had to plead the fifth she felt some typa way, but i don't really give shit ode to my eulogist, loving that hoe was my first attempt at foolishness
No se como sonar Y solo hablo no se como sonar Y solo hablo Bro bro No se como sonar No se como llegue hssta aqui Pero me da hueva oensarlo Al menos Se que me diverti Asi que no voy analizarlo Ando mirando la luz filtrarse entre ideas un que otro trancd Ando pensando en como pegarme So y eso que solo va pasar
một thứ âm nhạc kì lạ sinh ra không dành cho đại chúng tại chúng có thể khiến những thứ ta sai trong cuộc đời nhưng đến khi ta thuộc lời những câu từ viết ra ta lại đúng không cần cầu kì, không cần những thứ xa sỉ như ta nghĩ để rồi ta nhận ra khi đây là thứ nhạc công bằng nơi mà ta hằng mong rằng những thành kiến trong cuộc sống, những thứ ta luôn thuộc lòng đều là thứ không tồn tại, khi những bất công dồn lại ta đặt tay vào ngòi bút, thả trí tưởng tượng ra rồi vút không bị xã hội kiềm hãm, như bức tranh trên triển lãm là những dòng suy nghĩ thật, không bao giờ là phí mực đó là nhờ vào trí lực, không phải là nhờ lại vào tiền hay những danh vọng hão huyền, chi phối những thứ đạo đức nơi ta nói lên bất công trên rất đông những con người đang sống nhưng mang cống hiến cuộc đời cho những thứ đó liệu có đáng không
If you catch me slippin or slackin, you got my permission to practice your precision attacks and I know this sounds backwards but I live different than average I bring heat , keepin pistons packin, a winged beast, now picture that shit. Bean feasts on silver platters. Fiends weak they’d kill to tweek for hours. Clean streets start with free meat and public showers. So bring me that lean beef, unlimited spring sinks, dividends for ours, I’ll clean feet, Fuck it, I’ll live with them, give me a tent, and bucket to shit in. I’m done paying rent then, bucking the system, trust in the sim. Something feels different, numb to vision, a love from within, it’s like hundreds of women, touching the limits, yet nothing will give, so trust me I get it.
Я люблю прохладу и пасмурную погоду Тонкая ветровка и уже летняя обувь Астана больше любит зиму я жду весны Привык к тому что в марте прогнозы плюс минус ясны
Was always the kid who was giving hope./ Always a kid who used to tell a joke./ Letting people disrespect me never did oppose./ Until I started realizing that I need to grow./
Andamos falotes pasando el roket, hágase paya que no provoque, si quieres ser malo nombra mi nombre, putas drogas te caen sobre nombre, pero no se sombre, la sombrilla me tapo del lluvieson, ando travieso pa pegarle al osicon ya van 2 que clalleron por la tentación ni como olvidarlos ninuguno se paletio me fui para el panteón la kalaka me llamo no pregunto la hora pero si la del corazón, maldito dios hazle caso por diosb
I'm sick of the way ya steer It's crystal clear The way ya aim at me with fear And want crush me right here I might look stuck here in place like a elk or deer To strike me down without a shedded tear Want me to be nice It's the action that happens to be right But get out ya seat to see if I'm dead or alright, Got ya parked in gear and way the Hell out here cuz when ya get outta the safety of the light I will get up and fight Turn ya skin every other color other than white My fist so tight When they stick in nice like spear or a pike Oh yea That's right Forgot about that feeling When I'm looking in the eyes of the soul that's getting passed down the line I'm sure no one will mind Or try to look and find your dumb@$$ behind when it's ya time to disappear Listen up Come over here I like hard liquor Dark and clear Drinking beer is a chore Ya hear I'm smarter and harder every year that goes by The kinda guy in a tier that is near the line of outta his mind and weird
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