Freestyle Old School | Freestyle Beat "CLASSIC 90'S" (Prod. Tecnics Beatz) 

primeiro som q eu canetei com rajada na escola nem sabia da proporção q isso me geraria hj nois lança so visão pra chega o mundo a fora 100% contra o sistema eu sou periferia anos 2000 é a nova era

Fire bro🔥

Wow ..love this.. This give me that MOP Energy ..great stuff

You must do some playlists with your beats, THEY'RE all fire!

Oh men so nice

Solo bueno desde Costa Rica😎🇨🇷

Bravo🙏🙏🙏

Eiyou entro al beat...

На тёмном спорте Гуляю среди ночи Настроение не очень но всё же мы мочем Среди ночи мечтаем мы очень Среди ночи ничего мы не хочем Настал понедельник и напомнил что я не бездельник Напомнил что я чей то подельник в этот понедельник С братьями не ошибаюсь Тренируюсь, качаюсь чем-то в жизни занимаюсь и со своим спортом на молодёж распространяюсь Пацаны старайтесь и никогда не зазнавайтесь Максимум напрягайтесь и уму набирайтесь но за жизнь бодайтесь

Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots I give a holler to my sisters on welfare Tupac cares, if don't nobody else care And uh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot When you come around the block brothas clown a lot But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up And when he tells you you ain't nuttin' don't believe him And if he can't learn to love you, you should leave him 'Cause sista you don't need him And I ain't tryin' to gas ya up, I just call 'em how I see 'em You know it makes me unhappy (what's that) When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy And since we all came from a woman Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman I wonder why we take from our women Why we rape our women, do we hate our women? I think it's time to kill for our women Time to heal our women, be real to our women And if we don't we'll have a race of babies That will hate the ladies, that make the babies And since a man can't make one He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one So will the real men get up I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up … Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things are gonna get easier Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter … Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things are gonna get easier Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter … Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing to me He had me feelin' like black was tha thing to be And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tough And though we had it rough, we always had enough I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two And I realize momma really paid the price She nearly gave her life, to raise me right And all I had to give her was my pipe dream Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen I'm tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents It's hard to be legit and still pay your rent And in the end it seems I'm headin' for tha pen I try and find my friends, but they're blowin' in the wind Last night my buddy lost his whole family It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity It seems tha rain'll never let up I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin' wet up You know it's funny when it rains it pours They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor Said it ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is It ain't no hope for tha future And then they wonder why we crazy I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby We ain't meant to survive, 'cause it's a setup And even though you're fed up Huh, ya got to keep your head up … Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things are gonna get easier Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter … Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things are gonna get easier Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter … And uh To all the ladies havin' babies on they own I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin' all alone Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want 'em 'Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more 'Cause ain't nothin' worse than when your son Wants to kno' why his daddy don't love him no mo' You can't complain you was dealt this Hell of a hand without a man, feelin' helpless Because there's too many things for you to deal with Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless While the tears, is rollin' down your cheeks Ya steady hopin' things don't all down this week 'Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me I was given this world I didn't make it And now my son's gettin' older and older and cold From havin' the world on his shoulders While the rich kids is drivin' Benz I'm still tryin' to hold on to my survivin' friends And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but Please, you got to keep your head up

Look forward with no fear, ye I don't got time for the rear, na My mind is like a shap knife spear, ya With my bayonette I shooting doubts out here, xja

I couldn’t say I was born blessed, I’m from where u go outside and see men lying with a torn vest, I got dough to make, ain’t got time for no fans, I be shutting rappers up like the Silence of Lambs, Straight from where everyone walk with a nine in their hands, So if I go to jail it ain’t gon be no minor offense, And if I had to pick diamonds or friends, I’d pick diamonds, cuz rocks ain’t gonna betray you,and that’s right in a sense, But them rocks can get you killed, Cuz if u alone when it’s dark in a chain, fellas ain’t standing still,

bro sera que puedo usar el beat te dare creditos quiero grabar con un pana de venezuela

نعيش الريل شيت فشارعي متسمي تخش البحر معاش تعرف روحك وين نعيش متسمي منععطيش صاحبي تعرف امتى نخشو توا تشبح وين

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Buen beat bro, lo puedo usar sin fines de lucro? te daré créditos :D

Lo quiero usar pero seria gratisss?

Yoke the joker, playin poker When I poke ya, it's game over. I be eating up yo chips and I come back sober. In november, flow too tender, chicken wings? Man, I don't remember. Start the blender, coz we be cooking new shit up, and I'm not gonna stop till the top pops off. Yoo So, gimme the loop ma friend, I'mma, spinnit around again, Then, when, comprehend, send, bend, lend, end

Soi gei

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