A real MC will never leave his rhymes in the comment section of RU-vid. Why the fuck would I post lyrics so someone can steal them? You guys make me laugh.
Maybe people just freestyle some stuff and doens't care about being stolen because, well, they doesn't take a full time to write something magical. That's also the spirit of hip hop, coming with stuff raw, cash, going with the flow of the moment. Back in the time it was on the street and now because of internet it's on youtube, and what ? Getting sick of all those "i hate people who post lyrics on an instrumental on youtube comments" it's becoming more boring than the actual people who post there shit, good or not. Just let it go.
This instrumental is so basic. With all the beat-makers out there, and how catchy, but simple and overdone that type of key progression is, I bet you the, almost-exact same sounding beat exists in a few hundred slightly different forms, made by a few hundred different producers, around the world.
This sounds like a beat I would have gotten super excited about when I was in high school, first getting into hip-hop, in the 90's. And also a beat I would have made in a few minutes, playing around on a very affordable keyboard, called a 'miracle' keyboard, that came with a piano lessons game on Nintendo.
Highly illustrated often imitated never duplicated coming from where the roots made it extra dazed I'm always faded diamonds in my eye but I'm never jaded
I run the road of the hell, while holding secrets I never tell. Soak them in fire wells. The flares of justice swell. A evil pungent aroma and smell, demons descending to hell. I'm the controller of it all, while sitting upon a darkened wall. My mental state begins to fall. Above the inferno I descend. Searching for a long lost mistreated friend. Sad to know he's stuck in a place he'll never leave. When I took this job, they told me emotions, I must leave. Now I roam this Earth as the sinister soul seeker. Never thought I'd dwell hidden in a cloak and hood. They weep as I speak --- their fate. For them hell awaits. Grim Reaper.
taking the high road no loans for a travelling acrobatic. the last bandit with a bandwidth's ravaging madlib the aftermath's landed, to late for the buckle. rip a hole in spacetime, extrapolate knuckles. wanna be in in it for the gold but i'm in it for life. won't spoil the holy water without some legal advice. I'm not in a position to spend time like it's free. but this picture clattered with stains is evaporating my dreams.
I love this I'd listen to this in my early years when i started playing Skyrim and my imagination was beyond the actual thing itself I believed Dawnstar was a town completely made of the bridge to the college of Winterhold over a dark mist of chaotic evil where monster from vampires to complete abominations lived Just goes to show that a noob to the elder scrolls series expected a more dark and foreboding circumstance by name alone
turn the bass up, it's full blast listening your witnessing a christening holy waters pissing in the devils got my soul on hold, sickening and sizzling coagulated thickening, i hear his voice now whispering the earth cracks open now, blood screams come and ashes the devil reaches for me, teeth gleaming, bones and gnashing acrid gasses smell like matches, flashes now inside the casket this is my hell now compassion lacking getting 50 lashes. fuck.
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(chorus) im back, i rap, i let zem chat, let zem chat my name but zey chatting crap dark as night..... sky, very dark when i write, i get in my engine that park outside, vroom vroom engine that wat bitchez lyk, fight me i might take your life, drive by drive, shoot a man down like ricky, im very slicky, hella weed like hippy, lets get trippy
Mixing patron and vodka, smoking on that killer loud My niggas congregate, surround me like the golden child We passing shot after shot like the Ok corral Snipping that Holy Water, you know how we get down The room full of that chronic smoke Enough too fill a fucking cloud I'm on a different orbit, and never touchdown But one more shot of Holy Water And I'm a hit the ground... So roll that paper plane And please no Bobby Brown Im talking that Wiz Khalif When I'm sipping my drink And now the room is spinning can't feel his own cheeks But shortly next me slobbing me And I an't even peep Shit, Now I'm baptizing this bitches with the Holy water..
In conjunction with my function I munch on, rappers chased by helicopters, vision's expressed miraculous Blood in water make it holy hear a demon resent having to move low key The streets get darker as they get deeper mistakes punished by a mad street sweeper Through the stresses, the drama and all the questions somebody's got a smith and wesson and apparently some answers Ready to give up on life, get live kill somebody and get 25 to life , then cry This place invokes violence , I can feel it walkin on the street I'm near it and it's hard to clear it They want us to kill each other but this fool is somebody's little brother They say that mercy's for the weak stackin cocaine's, is the objective for the game And if let my foes move on, they won't let it go they will be back with an army, to let me know Disrespect must be repaid, i can't help but notice this is why we live in so much pain, our choices I choose to let this muthafucka go hope i don't end up like carlito Focus on my dough so I don't gotta spill holy water on these fucking dummies cos that's all they deserve from me Holy water, holy water, holy water choose mercy for my fellow man but i'm prepared to bring the pain Yeah, it happened, i told him he could go he appeared grateful, i didn't act hateful but then he was back, strapped, ready to go and not scrap, attack me so i drew first and got him Whose fault is that, the street is a prison the ghetto compels a soldier to get on a mission Gotta keep it moving like an og mack make sure your homies still down when it's time to pack don't assume they will have your back In the middle of gunfire they might retreat to retire leave you to deal with the crossfire Survival needs a manual, this shit is a science to me but who can teach me 24 hours alive sounds easier than it is, in stark reality Principles get broken, money is made until we treat each other better, there will be no way Namely, the decisions we make are abysmal always selfish, that's why we're in hell , see The only way is to, tell the devil to go the hell away and ask the Lord for the only way Holy water, holy water, holy water choose mercy for my fellow man but i'm prepared to bring the pain
It all started like a spark in my heart it turned into fire that burns me alive i work hard but no matter what it seems that its never enough late night in the street i be extra cautious cauze i dont wanna end up unconscious im in a constant fight with my conscious what is wrong? what is right? money always define how to live our lives its all a game, im predator, you're my prey its luck that you survived an other day
Lord give me some Holy water, Holy water so I can save all of these sinners! Even I am not exempt, because even I am a sinner and I'm still in contempt! BUT GOD I will still attempt to be in the number when the saints go! Please stop me from trying to be what I ain't though! I'm not a killer, I don't sell drugs but that don't stop me from rapping about being a dealer! You are the real dealer! Dealer of the ghost! The REAL SPACE GHOST! Please spread your Holy water from Coast to Coast!
Hook] My Phantom so mean Like I washed that motherfucker every Sunday in holy water My Jesus piece clean Even my shoes are Christians, I'm walking on holy water She came out them True Religion jeans And fell straight to her knees like she was dipped in holy water Holy water Holy water [Verse 1] Back when Michael Jordan was raw '92 was the year my city was city of God Coke on the boulevard, crack fiends skiing the slaloms Is exactly how drug lords found their way from the bottom Them Yeezy's drop got 'em, couldn't afford 'em you shot 'em Cause they the same price as fucking red bottoms We don't pop tags, leave that motherfucker on it Return it back to the store when you no longer want it Sleep outside for days for a pair of J's Then you sleep outside forever cause you got sprayed If you gon' die for em, they better be some number 4's Or some shit made in Japan you can never find in the stores Rolex watches, Gucci belts, and Louis luggage Definitely set us apart from niggas when we in public Jeffery Campbell and Michael Kors got you looking rugged Gave her a Louis bag, now she love me Take a look at her posin' on my car cause Hook] My Phantom so mean Like I washed that motherfucker every Sunday in holy water My Jesus piece clean Even my shoes are Christians, I'm walking on holy water She came out them True Religion jeans And fell straight to her knees like she was dipped in holy water Holy water Holy water [Verse 2] Met a girl named Christian in some Christian, she a Christian Suck a dick like sucking dick is her life's mission Trynna' save her ass like trynna' save a stripper She fine as fuck, you trynna' fuck, that's the reason you tip her And all I'm sayin' is a watch and a gold chain Can't make Bobby Valentino, Johnny Coltrane And she knows this, that's why her mouth wide Openin' up her legs straight up like they suicide I cross my heart and hope to die If something happens to my voice and can no longer provide Should I run and hide? No. hustle and survive Workin' 9 to 5 until sweat drips into my eyes And if it burns like the kush, then I go back to sellin' pies Switchin' lanes in that Cutlass, rubbin' her thighs while I drive Reminiscin' on the days I was rollin' broke Jesus piece on the rearview, holy ghost Amen! [Hook] My Phantom so mean Like I washed that motherfucker every Sunday in holy water My Jesus piece clean Even my shoes are Christians, I'm walking on holy water She came out them True Religion jeans And fell straight to her knees like she was dipped in holy water Holy water Holy water
I see a cat on a mat It looked at me like a bat So i spat and got into a spat Slapped the shit out of the cat Then came out my gat Shot of her hat You want that I got that I flip crack And sip yak My money is fat Longer then my bat #barsfordays #doingtrigtrynaworkoutthisilluminatishit #goat #kingofnewyork
People claim that rap died, but I hear a heartbeat/ S.S. Hip-Hop capsized, can't bite my lines with shark teeth/ This MC has been baptized, christened by the dark priest/ Your name gettin' chastised, my name on the marquee/ Burned me with the holy water, windpipe slashed/ Watch me give it to your only daughter, midnight mass/ Easter Sunday, where da eggs?, reefer Monday, where da eighth?/ Speaker gunplay, where da faith?/ Cleaner tongue play, scared ta spray?/ Who doesn't sell bud and rap? The game today is watered down/ Every line you bust is wack, you rain delay, I'm slaughter house/ So watch your mouth, and watch your wallet, knock you out, you got demolished, monster's out, and droppin knowledge, rock your house, Hip-hop symbolic/ Watch who you steppin' to, don't think I got a weapon too?/ I'm a one man wreckin crew, I throw it down like Tekken 2/ I'm far from impressed with you, you're child's play at best/ You really should have kept it cool, now I'll lay you to rest.../
I don't get why you guys post your lyrics in the comments, we can't tell what the flow is like and people can steal em. Even though my song's not over this beat (rather a beat I produced) I put my lyrics in a song, do the same so people can't steal your shit as easy. Much Love- yah boi KEEEMMSTARRR :) soundcloud.com/suburbanwhitey/watch-the-sauce
Mentally incapacitated/ the balloon I inflated/ lifts me up now I'm elevated/ inebriated since I facilitated/ never remember faded/ lately I've invaded the game that created the spark that sunk Noah's ark/ driving in park/ Surviving the extinction/ masterly executed around this rhymes revolution that called evolution or maybe restitution/ I don't know but my contribution is vague killing other mc's like the plague/ black like my soul death takes a toll and leaves you alone with your thoughts that you think you have thought but you really have fought/ part the sea like I'm Moses thorn in the side a bush of roses/ for three days the messiah laid dead to his people/ feeble minded individuals attack like ezequiel/ prophetic I'm indebted to whoever said it
every couple years I gotta come back to this beat and say "yeah i'm the boss" because i made this, hope yall ain't forget! and good looks on the reupload
yeah im from the city you know what i do 내게는 힘이있지, i go 0 to a 100 오늘 분위기는 wavy its the fukin come up, 시작하는 daily routine muthfuka im the king ova here 온라인 애새끼 다 일로 bring em over here 그들에게 줄 holy water, 팬들에게는 waddap 날 까고싶다면 해 내꺼 두배로, or do betta high class fukboi, 하늘 올라가 난 잘나가는 pacquiao, 왼손 훅, pow pow started from the bottom, 보여주지 raw shit 내 음악을 들으며 다들 모두 술을 붇지 understand, yall try to try to understand 그래야 내가 슈퍼스타 처럼 곧 번쩍해 너넬 위해서 조금 내 눈을 내려준 배려 이런건 그냥 가볍게 나는 또 재미로 뱉어 who got the boom box,get that loop outa here 내게 줄 mic, i gotta use this for them hoes 여태연습한게 걔넨 잘 안되나봐 만들어낸 목소리, 내겐 전혀 간지않나 yeah im from the city you know what i do 내게는 힘이있지, 내 혀에 부워 술 i go 0 to a 100 오늘 분위기는 wavy its the fukin come up, 시작하는 daily yeah im from the city you know what i does 내게는 힘이있지, 내 혀에 부워 술 i go 0 to a 100 오늘 분위기는 wavy its the fukin come up, 시작하는 daily routine, 오늘 supreme 반팔티 에 dickies on 너네들 한곡만들때 i could do like 50 songs 42의 머리, 캘리 영향받아, 김치 flow 같은건 없는 based god, 파사디나를 대표 understand, i ve been in the game since 05' smoke a grape, chllin with the homies on a sofa mickey d's 오늘 치즈 두개 넣고 먹자 more fries, 먹자, with the 허니 머스타드 oh lord, 내게 펀치라인맞은 네 아구창이 얼얼 흑인 같은 색끼가 갑자기 와서 새로운 씬을 혼자 점령 홍대씬과 차이를 벌려 yeah im from the city you know what i do 내게는 힘이있지, 내 혀에 부워 술 i go 0 to a 100 오늘 분위기는 wavy its the fukin come up, 시작하는 daily yeah im from the city you know what i does 내게는 힘이있지, 내 혀에 부워 술 i go 0 to a 100 오늘 분위기는 wavy its the fukin come up, 시작하는 daily
Words are like glaciers, they can be flipped upside down To reveal its nature, like whores in wedding gowns So when you see these thorns, don't frown. A flower has its fragrance. This world's a paradox, split like serpent's tongue/ destination, Leaves you an aimless split cryptic language that leaves mass brainless I'll show you where pain is, just trust this lying nation It'll leave you broke with a broken heart, what remains then? With a stainless heart, can you withstand love when it's rainin? A soul drainin art, leaves you breathless without the message It's an inception of deceived perception from text weapons An archive of manipulative properties, deception Is inevitable of cheaters, sly politicians, Snakes and fakes, you get the point If devils can polish pens, then this paradox concept is easy to comprehend
Hey i comprehend ..just chill an copp of ten..this nation if full of sin..im glad dat niggaz see it...selling souls for any reason..undercover ass niggaz leaving the woman for da penis..Hollywood is full of demons..Hell of people get deceived by da money ,cars,an fame..an the women are the same..do anything for change..GOD showed me da light i was blinded by da ice..but Now Its all facts..that these rappers are all wack..throwing signs for some skraps..no respect for u bitches..U better start da repenting..my GOD sits on da throne much higher Than what u on..
Your nasty. Now I gotta bless you. Words are like players just feelin the roll, But your the creator they are the tools of the matrix you can use them for light or you can use them for mayhem the choice is truly yours so which one are you making treating others the way you want to be treated or mind rape'in. Now lets talk dedication, You know that, get you motivated. Feel your Brood mind state activated. Blue lace like agate most MC's out now lackin context but think they great. I understand no Non cense I eat them raps up like im starvin and tell the people keep reachin for the stars and never let them tell U you wont go far in this game of life cause will long as you try and never give up you must be a fighter.
(Verse 1) Hey girl, step back, I'm the queen of the scene, Got my crown on tight, rocking pink and green. You're just a wannabe, can't match my sheen, I'm the real deal, you're just a meme. (Chorus) Baddie on the mic, got the swagger and the sass, Glitter in my veins, watch me outclass. You talk big game, but you're stuck in the past, I'm the future, babe, and I'm here to surpass. (Verse 2) Your style's outdated, like last season's trends, While I set the bar, you just play pretend. Fake friends, fake smile, you’re a real loose end, In this rap game, girl, I set the blend. (Bridge) Got my girls by my side, we’re the ultimate crew, Living large, breaking hearts, we got nothing to prove. You think you’re a star? Honey, you’re just a fluke, When I drop the mic, I leave the world shook. (Chorus) Baddie on the mic, got the swagger and the sass, Glitter in my veins, watch me outclass. You talk big game, but you're stuck in the past, I'm the future, babe, and I'm here to surpass. (Verse 3) You say you're tough, but you're all talk, I'm the real boss, got the world on lock. Diamond-studded stilettos, hear the tick-tock, Every word I drop, it's a lyrical knockout. (Outro) So, take a seat, learn from the best, I'm the baddest chick, put your skills to rest. This rap game’s mine, no need to contest, Bow down, baby, you're just a guest.
(Verse 1) Oh, you think you're bad? Better take a seat, You ain't the queen, girl, you just got beat. Pink and green? Please, that's so last week, I'm the trendsetter, you just follow my streak. (Chorus) Baddie on the rise, watch me take the throne, You came for the crown, but I own this zone. Talk big game, but you're outshone, I'm the real star, girl, you're just overblown. (Verse 2) You call yourself a boss, but you can’t compete, I’m the MVP, you’re just obsolete. Your rhymes are weak, and your style’s a cheat, While I spit fire, you’re left in defeat. (Bridge) Got my swag on lock, I’m the queen of the block, Every move I make, yeah, I’m setting the clock. You think you’re fierce? Honey, I’m the shock, When I step up, your whole world rocks. (Chorus) Baddie on the rise, watch me take the throne, You came for the crown, but I own this zone. Talk big game, but you're outshone, I'm the real star, girl, you're just overblown. (Verse 3) You say you’re the future? Girl, you’re past due, I’m the now, the next, and I’m here to outdo. Your glitter fades, but my shine's brand new, When I rap, they cheer; when you do, they boo. (Outro) So, step aside, it’s my time to slay, You tried your best, but I’m here to stay. In this rap game, you just lost your way, I’m the baddest, babe, you’re just in my way.
Tell me what will save you, Is it really Holy water? Jesus and God are the same dude Can he console your daughter? Can he save the boys at an altar? Is he your only father? Or is he only part of, You--which is only star dust, Is he really far up? Questions are left unanswered, If he's my father, I'm a bastard, Whoops, don't get flabbergasted, Look at what 'he' hands us, A book of rules to enhance us, If we don't follow, he damns us, Puts your hands up, Yeah you better pray to him, He expects us to praise with hymn, Maybe we're insane and dim, We should use our brains and live, Instead of suffer pain from fibs, No more restrain and deranging kids, It's all in the plan of the almighty, Well alrighty, we're all dying, 'The Devil's always lying', Trying to get you sinning and fighting, Funny cause the bible's libel, Religion doesn't need revival, Its not convivial, In fact Satan (God's only rival), Is less deniable, God's words are much more pliable, He's liable for death, He's powerless, unviable. Just something whilst bored. Lol.
Diamonds on my wrist glisten Geometrical prisms and Tutankhamen's religion The systems all fucked up, can I get me a witness? Just listen, listen, listen Cause this dopeness I be spitten got you feelin extra lifted Take a picture for the victims Race inequality, screaming mother fuck your prophecies I'm chillin where the doller be, I'm laying down these words so scholarly I'm extraditing extra hoes, perplexing highs and simple lows I'm chilling, faded, don'tcha know it? Profits stacking, check the quotient Health is low, hand me a potion Beamer scheming on promethazine, the team stackin cream like a chedda feign And betta things are waiting on the other side Get under, hide, from thunder thighs V3's girl be lurking these parts Thats why the only thing I smell is rotten sewage and farts Matter fact, V3, she smells more like a salmon hatchery Half hazardly, I'm schemin things Blow brains make it spaghetti Da hoes throwin confetti Get ready, cause I got strapped nillas wit me And they don't still till it's empty You're lookin out, but not within I do it like my boy in the game, Rasgandhi I hot the box the car, then I drive it whiles it foggy Woah, Busta fucking Foo if you really didn't know Quan keeps the syrup where it's cold Hustle harder to get that gold
+Ivan Cruz No one focuses on multis, which are the meat and connectors in your raps to your punchlines, to your bars, to little jokes........It shows off your creativity. Reason most people don't get picked up is because they only focus on one facet of rap. ie: rap without soul, and if the rap ain't got soul, it ain't rap. By soul, I mean being able to feel the passion an artist puts into his/her music. So many "artists" in the mainstream lack that crucial piece.
+Ivan Cruz Completely agree, but making it big and making money isn't why everyone raps. I just dropped a remix over this beat for a Cypher at the university of Toronto. it'd be huge if you could check it and hit me up with some improvements.
[Hook] Yeah, Im from the city, you know what i do 내게는 힘이 있지, 내 혀에 부워 술 I go 0 to a 100 오늘 분위기는 wavy It's the fuckin come up, 시작하는 daily routine [Verse 1] Motherfucker Im the king ova here 온라인 애새끼 다 일로 bring em over here 그들에게 줄 holy water, 팬들에게는 waddap 날 까고싶다면 해 내꺼 두배로, or do betta High class fuck boy, 하늘 올라가 난 잘나가는 pacquiao, 왼손 훅, pow pow Started from the bottom, 보여주지 raw shit 내 음악을 들으며 다들 모두 술을 붇지 Understand, yall try to try to understand 그래야 내가 슈퍼 스타처럼 곧 번쩍해 너넬 위해서 조금 내 눈을 내려준 배려 이런건 그냥 가볍게 나는 또 재미로 뱉어 Who got the boom box, get that loop outa here 내게 줄 mic, i gotta use this for them hoes 여태 연습한게 걔넨 잘 안되나봐 만들어낸 목소리, 내겐 전혀 간지 않나 Hook] Yeah, Im from the city, you know what i do 내게는 힘이 있지, 내 혀에 부워 술 I go 0 to a 100 오늘 분위기는 wavy It's the fuckin come up, 시작하는 daily Yeah, Im from the city, you know what i do 내게는 힘이 있지, 내 혀에 부워 술 I go 0 to a 100 오늘 분위기는 wavy It's the fuckin come up, 시작하는 daily routine Verse 2] 오늘 Supreme 반팔티에 Dickies on 너네들 한곡 만들 때 i could do like 50 songs 42의 머리, cali 영향받아 김치 flow같은 건 없는 based god 파사디나를 대표, understand, i ve been in the game since 05' Smoke a grape, chllin with the homies on a sofa Mickey d's, 오늘 치즈 두개 넣고 먹자 More fries, 먹자, with the 허니 머스타드 Oh lord, 내게 펀치라인 맞은 네 아구창이 얼얼 흑인 같은 새끼가 갑자기 와서 새로운 씬을 혼자 점령 홍대씬과 차이를 벌려 [Hook] Yeah, Im from the city, you know what i do 내게는 힘이 있지, 내 혀에 부워 술 I go 0 to a 100 오늘 분위기는 wavy It's the fuckin come up, 시작하는 daily Yeah, Im from the city, you know what i do 내게는 힘이 있지, 내 혀에 부워 술 I go 0 to a 100 오늘 분위기는 wavy It's the fuckin come up, 시작하는 daily shit
Turn the beat on, time-travel through the eons, Got all my furniture shaking like I'm playing three songs, All this weed gone, see nothing but my weak arms, RKO my brain into dreams like my name was 'Phenom', And I dream on, caught myself playing beer pong, Steph Curry with these hands so you know I finna' pee on, Now I see wrong, a bitch approach with clean thongs, Then I got her vocals vibrating like Celine Dion.
Blood sworn oath in dark room for money, power, women, riches...entering the Devils playground under contract and unbroken oath. Dark red robes and candles with an open book with your name in it.
Sippin vodka, Straight mobster, Eatin lobster, Backstage at my concert, Call Hellipad man, You know we got hella choppers, From here to Brooklyn, I got'em shook and, I'm Ill I'm on, I'm spazzing out like I'm Donkey Kong, I'm ripping beats, like I rip the bong, R.I.P to this fuckin song, Killer Croc, Fuck Batman, Break yo back on spot, I got the block on lock, I got yo thot giving me top, Inside my car, parked inside a mall parking lot, My mind is lost, flows Devil hot, I sold my soul, the shit still be cold, You are now intune to the greatest flow, Straight out the O, dont forget to add the Dot, I'm from Ottawa, we got'em dog, i'm fuckin gone!
