hello my name is helga albers, am from the netherlands am a singer. i would like to user your instrumentals for makking a song in dutch? what do you think about it? let me know thanks..................i like your sounds!
lemme tell you workin all day aint no fun sweatin out my ass, bakin in the afternoon sun/but i gotta get paid make that cheese.cell phone bills eating me up not to mention i gotta eat/fuck-days flying by like they really planes.Im trying to slow this shit down but the beat getting away/so i gotta press on, characters running low but no sense in hating on it, the video gonna be dope/so my last line will take you out like this, if you feelin this shit throw down some thoughts for all of us to kick
Roll it up, twist the blunt and now go light it up, fist in the air, with my middle finger up, I'm gassed as fuck, I couldn't care less about your feelings bruh, Im going up, if it's a stampede, then I'm a leg above I am a level higher, the flow coach, head messiah I got that brand image like a business flyer You got the brand image of a church choir Set that priest on fire screaming "fuck God loves a tryer" You've been dispossessed, You seem lil distressed Im feeling refreshed, Folks say that I'm next, You best come correct, before I slaughter goons Ill slaughter you, And your remaining crew With an Allen screw
Classic muthafuckin shit, this is to only listen fuck if you rap your wack ass bars over this gold beat, fuck ya cyphers, fuck ya gallos battle. Only real muthafuckas to propz!!! For Sho. Merci HP
do a little dance for france while i jump in your pants catch a case of the blues reds and yellows follow me to the purple meadow while i hypnotize your mellow superstitious ass hello remix it back follow a track you know they wack cash we stack ducks they quack suck on my sack give me some slack pull out the mac give me feedback put me on a mossback let me play some slapjack you need a tic tack throw me a backpack get on the camelback go into cardiac caddillac pontiac going super maniac feed me some applejack read me my zodiac give her aphrodisiac she a claustrophobiac acts like a razorback gonna give me a heart attack she smells so fine she like some lilac your girl ugly she like a fly trap im gonna snap im gonna crap then imma tap you gonna yap i gotta strap im gonna clap let me recap you in burlap im in silk you a alley cat im the milk coming at me on some stilts thats crazy let me remix it im kinda lazy smoking on the mary jay kinda hazy
can I kick it? rhymes defy the lines of metaphysics/ the lyricisms vicious and im spittin for my misfits/ pivot in 360 degrees and all i see are bitches/ all the real MC's are missing and the fakes are on my hitlist/ so listen while i flip the script, droppin hits upon the rhythm/ cause rap without me is like hoppin without the hippin/ I'm on a mission to resurrect it cause this music's my religion/ and anyone gets in my way mysteriously goes missing.
break from school, put down the pencil dont mind if i do, skipping tests like Im diseased dont know bout you/ but im fresher, better never lesser menance to them haters, stepping up to plate like im george steinbreener, yeah, back from the grave, my mind wont behave, cunninlyguists shout out, cali bud sparkin emotional waves/ the coochie im in deep and dark like a cave, and if you not feelin this flow i got 27 more to create. ASSURGENT!
i kill em slow, let em bleed it out, linkin park. foil another caper, im foie gras to these haters, batman and robin without the spandex, no pansy ass costumes im dressed for success. and believe that i'm rising- like a flour cake. I'm the cream the farmer scoopin off his cow's each day. that dont mean im a heifer- but i like them heifers, i like em thick and heavy when im higher than an elevator. my rhymes will penetrate ya like im destined for record tables..... hit me up if ya feelin' me
Ay I just wrote a full song to this beat and i was wondering if I could use it for mixtape. U can check out my songs on my channel, see what I do, but I really feel this beat. If u can send me the link to download it I'd really appreciate it. I write you probs on the beat and everything. Hit me back
fresher than bread, but i ain't stale-ing it out. No mold on my cheese, the stacks what im about. damn, freedom in the head leading to these wise remarks. back away from the heater, im gas to a spark. I'll shut down the haters- wash em away. so get on with writing noob, get on with ya day
My Proactive Anger has reached its' Elastic Danger, I'm seen as a Frantic Stranger yet I'm only a Semantic Tamer, people seem to be afraid of Schematic Players, producing connections with Addict Gamers, trying to make their Transits Greater rather Dance with Razors than deal with Passive Haters Expanding Papers, I Collab with Raiders in Coat Labs with Hangars we Grow Grands with No Plan and Keep Hope Bland For Later, no shows mapped no quotes crammed I don't Boast Man I Explore Mosaic Craters trying to find that Profane Creator so I can Pour Pain on Traitors, only to Implore Plain Frasier to Four Trained Fasers facing Notoriously Acclaimed Gladiators, cut the Rope and jump off Four Stories Swiftly to Sway the Fabs of Clashin Traders.
Y got this beat on me head Since a week i've heard Please someone help my brain To get out this shit. In a MF DOOM song its got the same sound. Tell me the name or i'll go insane Respect to the metal face man And remeber the name in CAPS.
yes sir. we back for another ride///// BREATH IN ++++GO, walkin' with a lean, get up on this beat, eye ballin' so hard, the chicks straight bouncin' off of me/ yeah, flow so mean, my grill cavity clean, blingin without the shine like Im made of clorox bleach. fuck. where the map to this head, i forget, keys instead. these lyrics locked in on target like a navy seal on osama's head. uh. running low on space, ideas i must vacate, bring em back for another day. reiterate. ASSURGENT
in duality we fall, in reality we suffer kill your wants and needs there infinite in numbers/this earth twists pissed. frankly don't blame it, we used to protect her now walk aimless
Pitifully examining a quire I fills up the air like I was a rubber tire, I make all these other emcees look like they tired or hired but I'll still get em fired, Now everyone that I know think that I'm a liar tryna pull a trigger or a liter, I'm not a lover imma fighter fighting to gain respect with some apple sider, Eventually I'll get higher but it's all about the moment of truth both water and fire, The ice is colder so it shows no hotness between the freshness and the rot ness, I makes a mess when I'm done and all these bitches think they full of cleanliness, Other than the lies I act no different than a mans wise decision, I use the primary weapons to detonate my rhymes the lines I make to overcome another sunshine I'm not just taking what's theirs but what's mine, People say kill em when they really can't even earn a dime so it's finally my time to show em what's good in the underground hood, I break they spines but not the pipelines it's a mystery when it's show time so I despised and rewinded the time, Now it remains pivotal to another Jesus busting other miracle I call it simple I call it unity, Another maniac speaking of truth and seeking out sympathy just listen cuz he has stories that will leave you marked for misery, Don't let yourself open to lies remain true unless you one of em too, I just sit in in my room thinking of what to do so what should I do is what I ask myself and another comes around do I need help, Sitcoms end the world by stopping time and dropping bombs the song goes on so I remain spittin and hitting the bongs, Life's to short to care about what's wrong and what's actually going on life's a trip but I wanna let it drip, I never let myself sit and waist my time I stay writing rhymes and the hand style is wicked leaving my all my enemies quieter than crickets, I leave their teeth crooked like mine were before but I ain't never dissing the poor if they ask for something I give em a little more just so they can have hope and recognize that proper isn't the same anymore, "Proper"
