the grind of makin it with my rhymes getting signed being confined to my room ive been designed to make it i dont care if its soon' ima bloom like a rose and expose my petals never goin go below the level of success ima double my skill and progress i got the will to be the best withstand any test makin hit jams and havin plenty left makin it is one of my many quests
I was looking for this beat and finally I found it. I'll use this instrumental for a mixtape. A cena vai ser muito brutal, e obrigado pela postagem do beat (and thanks for the post of the beat).
yo Yo, yo, yo, yo Yo, yo It's hard to explain how my squad can harbor the strain of being the largest name in rap, since the almighty Kane Acknowledge the fame, my call was to reign the streets from Harlem to Queens, back to the Bronx who fathered the dream Started this thing called rap, where I reign supreme, my team Regardless of that, I've seen things as far as the crack that'll make the hardest largest artist heart just collapse I'm part of all that that's why it's so hard to go back and start from scratch I'm locked and I'm trapped, in a giant cage Tryin to savor these few dyin' days I have left, to the form of flesh, should I lie in my grave? I'm tryin to persuade, my motto is try to be brave and not give death the satisfaction of seein' me dyin' afraid That why I rise from the grave singin' church songs like I was Je-sus Christ pa-rum-pum-pum-pum Whatcha gon' do when Pun comes? Knockin' at ya front door And he wants war, holy shit! He ain't a rapper he'll kill you 'Til my last breath I'll have death before dishonor (c'mon) And welcome drama (yeah) with open arms and a code of honor My whole persona equals that of Gods Definin' matters hard all before you even had a job I'll stab and rob if I have to, fuck it I'll blast you Tell the devil it was Pun, if he ask you And let him know how we be deadin' 'em, show him my emblem The tombstone, the throne, every millennium A child is born that can preform at a level beyond the expected four minute thirty second song We reign supreme, my team be all up in your dream with the "kill anything" grill, chillin' beside the guillotine Executioner style, black suit and a smile Who's next to get their neck hacked loose in the crowd Move from the aisle, don't make me have to prove that I'm wild Word to Cuban, my crew killers, y'all niggas shoot in the clouds (Who's in the house?) Punisher straight from hell Who's in the house (Terror Squad motherfucker we the real) What the deal, now you know that's how we roll Hard core like B.O., bring in the corns baby bro
""Vengo castigando /with the microphone aniquilando/ a lot haters wanna test me pero se estan quitando /con la vara estoy diciplinando/, Soy Boricua eso es logico /I'm real you though are comico/ my bars are supersonico/,Inplantando el panico/ con el automatico /, I stop el traffico /I don't want no fanaticos/ but I'm too gifted like the 4 Fantasticos/"".. so what cha wanna do...
Music has changed it ain't the same like how it use to be, Im eating every track im on I treat beats like they food to me, They said that you can be anything you want if you put your mind to it, I know they mad kuz they can't do it like I do it, When I do it I do it the best, Im writing this kuz I got some things that's been sitting on my chest, Im getting better with time I put my heart in these rhymes, My path was crooked but I'm trynna walk in a line, Some niggas hating on me some niggas respect my grind, Im trynna make a living with this shit that's on my mind, Tell me if you ever tried to make a dollar with a dime, Im on a mission and I don't wanna run out of time, Bro said let it all out, I can't say I never had shit but when I got it ima ball out, It's all in and all out go hard or home, Im blacking out on this beat im in my zone, I refuse to stay broke but I won't sell my soul to get rich, I don't got a disease but everything I spit sick, Im trynna make it for the ones that I love, Get your fan base stabled that'll get you a buzz, Make sure you live that life since you wanna be a thug, Fuck a multiple choice I'll give you all of the above, Yeah you ain't fucking with spliff, Get ya bars up Nigga you ain't fucking with this, They know who I am on the mic I'm the man Nigga, If you ain't know you better understand nigga, Ima do my thing whether you like it or not, The kids love my music plus niggas respect that I'm hot, Ima stay at the top til the day that I drop, Stop thinking you the best Nigga ima say that you not, Im a 90's baby so im screaming fuck this new era, Im nice how I put these words together im too clever, ....Im balling like Jordan in his prime, It's drama time if a nigga get out of line, I got the 9 I'll send shots at his spine/ If these rappers think they fire these niggas been sniffing lines/ im trynna go down in history make sure y'all remember me/ And when you talk about your top five make sure you mention me/ Blue dreams stuffed in the blunt sipping Hennessey/ Clip full with them hollow tops for my enemies/ This is east coast rap hip hop at it's best/ Sweeping Rappers up kuz hip-hop was a mess/ Everybody dabbing ain't nobody rapping/ Funny ass niggas ain't nobody laughing/ I spit bars nigga I ain't with the Mumble shit/ Don't try ya luck kuz I'm the wrong one to rumble with/ I was nice oh I'm so sick man I think I need a Music has changed it ain't the same like how it use to be, Im eating every track im on I treat beats like they food to me, They said that you can be anything you want if you put your mind to it, I know they mad kuz they can't do it like I do it, When I do it I do it the best, Im writing this kuz I got some things that's been sitting on my chest, Im getting better with time I put my heart in these rhymes, My path was crooked but I'm trynna walk in a line, Some niggas hating on me some niggas respect my grind, Im trynna make a living with this shit that's on my mind, Tell me if you ever tried to make a dollar with a dime, Im on a mission and I don't wanna run out of time, Bro said let it all out, I can't say I never had shit but when I got it ima ball out, It's all in and all out go hard or home, Im blacking out on this beat im in my zone, I refuse to stay broke but I won't sell my soul to get rich, I don't got a disease but everything I spit sick, Im trynna make it for the ones that I love, Get your fan base stabled that'll get you a buzz, Make sure you live that life since you wanna be a thug, Fuck a multiple choice I'll give you all of the above, Yeah you ain't fucking with spliff, Get ya bars up Nigga you ain't fucking with this, They know who I am on the mic I'm the man Nigga, If you ain't know you better understand nigga, Ima do my thing whether you like it or not, The kids love my music plus niggas respect that I'm hot, Ima stay at the top til the day that I drop, Stop thinking you the best Nigga ima say that you not, Im a 90's baby so im screaming fuck this new era, Im nice how I put these words together im too clever, ....Im balling like Jordan in his prime, It's drama time if a nigga get out of line, I got the 9 I'll send shots at his spine/ If these rappers think they fire these niggas been sniffing lines/ im trynna go down in history make sure y'all remember me/ And when you talk about your top five make sure you mention me/ Blue dreams stuffed in the blunt sipping Hennessey/ Clip full with them hollow tops for my enemies/ This is east coast rap hip hop at it's best/ Sweeping Rappers up kuz hip-hop was a mess/ Everybody dabbing ain't nobody rapping/ Funny ass niggas ain't nobody laughing/ I spit bars nigga I ain't with the Mumble shit/ Don't try ya luck kuz I'm the wrong one to rumble with/ #SpliffDaDon #bars
@gReAtEism I understand your rips, Like I can read your lips, One has to understand to grip, Their life together, No matter the condition of the weather, Accepting things for what they are, To view deeply what is actually a star, Brilliant imagery, This I see, Exist so deep, Got my wrist 2 bleed, Similar flows, Riddles from the soul, Visions beyond the pistol smoke, Cracking thru the crystal dome, We live in 4 wishful homes, This i know, Spit a flow, Go auto n get in the zone, To follow your own
im everything you fear i got your number on speed dial for real better recognize real steel 44 pounds a second my gat feels prowess beyond comparison like o'neil
Asi es mi barrio Siempre andamos quemando Aca esta el que anda chusmeando Solo los giles van fanstameando No te tengo que explicar Las noches oscuras solo te van A estar ubicando
Deadbeat most fools want heat not even knowing the meaning settle for the beat the heat in my street the ppl trying to be can't u see it's me against the city and I got the master key homies Rest In Peace back in elementary the shit is makin it without going to the penitentiary
Rubber band for another hundred grand Why can't i succeed if a sucker can In the hood my love expands like feeling ya mother's hand You better understand that i'm the son of man And i'll have you eating shells that make ya lounges expand I'm in demand to punish clans and raid company stands Born in the ghetto lands with a scar on my cheek I sharpen my teeth and eat a carcass every week Lyrically i'm the hardest to beat Cause i got bars that martyr the streets We don't get along like what war is to peace Got g's real strong from the north to the east Put ya face on the carton when you grabbing some milk Have ya master saying for real you ill, you the baddest thats skilled Got lots of chips so now i'm after the dill Then to live with ya ugly face, i rather be killed
Ruler god, when there is balance i am he death the upbringer of darkness l am he who sits at ease systematically controlling programming manipulating altering your reality; eyes glare into my enemies piercing their souls like daggers; they feel my presence and come to tremble great in the hour. Behold my scythe beautiful prominent with words engraved written "Death and dissonant" ( i got lazy and don't feel like writing the rest now so)
Yo it's big Yosef coming with that unoriginal style Make emcees throw in the towels Tighten ya bowels Mic Judo you know my flows cold Astronomical beating suckas Leave em with open abdominals Destined to be a criminal since I was an embryo By the society eyes so I had to learn another principle Black men used to rule though now we was used as a mule I picked apart where the lies start deep in the heart I found myself a lion I ain't lyin' dynasty multiplyin' Fools need to analyze they enterprise as I rise Like the sun from West to East a true beast On the mic bars is beauty even got the sucks from a cutie Slim waist big booty blow more hash than Hootie Microphone is my duty scorin' like the Fugees I be a refuge In my own country but can't stop me Or drop me I got skills by the ton And that's on the one Two to three clips might rip ya hips Close ya lips then ya soul dips darkness Eclipse Grindin' harder than the next man and on the other hand My styles is known to bruise ya midweight cruiser Deliver more casualties than Fallujah So I'll run right through ya who's tha? Brother on the mic that flip mo' rhymes than pearl tongued dikes Brain cells spiked From my spiritual recite quotin' rites They write all night but still can't suppress me in a fight My stamina too tight I'm the ultimate fire brailin' ya sight My bars is no joke yoke a joker ya mediocre Pistol smoker now ya body big as Al Roker
Whuddayatalkinabeet ? Click with the gun bang I slang kick ass like Wu Tang ain't nothing to fluck with cold with it my tactics sharper than Ron Harper Combined with Jordan and Pippen still rippin' Up the shows diggin' hoes damage they corticals in the articles Ya see me ya know I be a womanizer magnatizer grew wiser Off of the buds God lays above The land above the demands one man clan none could withstand my energy bands Sinkin' emcees faster than quick sand leave my sweat gland on the mic spirits even fright my persona hotter than Tijuana and a sauna sold more yey than Montana bars gonna lyrically Chew em up then spit 'em out like owl pelletes no matter the harder the get the more I grit see me chillin' in multiple tits varieties of clits still the shit I'm don Escobar next Bardellino put that on my uno nino make pictures graphic as Tarentino platinums plus dangerous as my Nigga Busta a Bus uh
Wawawa youpi yo youpi yé Vien me tester ci tu ve pas refaire d etrousser Pense a ta mère est a tous ce que tu va manquer Prck ici pour 2 regard croisé C est ta vie qui peux sbaré 😂😂😂😂
Amazing the same Raised with the name Razor blades Raining the pain Amazingly boxing the frame The lock unboxed Frantic looking the same Brooklyn style Unhooking the game Unlock and unlook You unshook the stale unbroken Unshook Under a frame Under the game Brings the same definition Dungeons and pain Thunderous shame Pronouns and verbs slanders and shame Mannequins names Stood still Adequate pray Perquisites pray for the names
How am I supposed to cope? The whole globe is an open joke Can’t even go on the road without a plonker blowing smoke up in my face - like Puffy and Mase, they don’t stop getting the upper hand Amongst all the flack I’m asking the Son of Man not to hold the sins against them, at the same time let me reprimand them if necessary by sending lectures at them Be independent like Taiwan from China A foreign warrior, with the eye of a tiger Bible in my binder - and as I dally through the alleys through the industrial wharfs Having a latte in the café as commuters stop Hoping to chat over some snacks with the loveliest tarts without being hacked by their hustler mobs the same way that Stephen got himself a beating from multiple Jewish heathens being put off by all their preaching in the book of Acts 7 - all I’m asking the crooks and gang veterans is to just have a butcher’s at the facts they’re given
Peut-être que les mecs te mentent, et nan y'a pas que les vêtements Je n'pense pas que les rêves de grands me correspondent honnêtement Des centaines de kilomètres de gens dehors, j'aimerais qu'on les mette devant Ceux qui respectent le règlement ne le respectent pas correctement Compter les miettes de temps; c'est entêtant mais les mecs se pendent Cependant tout le monde s'étend, quand c'est le dernier temps mort Tcheck le bête de gang quand j'entre en transe, phénomène étrange Quand j'entends tant de tendance dans les thèmes de vente Je regrette ouvertement, tonton Ouais, j'ai la flemme de Rantanplan quand j'guette le béton armé Faut pas dégainer ton arme ou la BAC te pète bêtement Je resterai ce tendre mec mais j'sais que j'ai le cran Si ça transperce, c'est qu'tu pensais qu'la balle serait peut-être blanche
Da quando il flow toccai, adosso c'ho un botto d'hype porto guai, stai pronto al volo bro perché dirotto flights stai con gli sciocchi, parli troppo mo ti fotto il mic ci stai sotto come dopo due shot di sciroppo e Sprite minchia sembri impedito al micro e moscio al beat tanto anche Shazam fa finta di non riconoscerti fesso, ho il flusso che spezza le dita, fottiti sei così sottomesso che è Alexa che ti da gli ordini per ste rime ho un segreto e mica lo svelo diventerò famoso se crepo: Italo Svevo tu stai con scarsi io con Marti e gli incastri che inventa e se c'è gente che dice che spacchi puo darsi che menta al lavoro avevo un dresscode ho incastrato casse mi credi il re ma vedi te bro ho surclassato masse supero wack con un massacro master, nei veri club ho dimostrato classe come Eric Clapton con la Stratocaster RIT:
Mangio sucker tipo torta sacher Rappo con Papyrus, tu sei un virus sopra Linux, faccio l'hacker Non le chiudi neanche se ti faccio da ghostwriter Sfotti la famiglia ma ti batte il mio grossvater Tu non fare il boss, frate', questo in moto cross cade Ti muovo la faccia un po' come se fosse un cross fader Io ti metto al muro Sulla traccia schiaccia sassi, mangia cazzi qui c'è un lancia razzi che mira al tuo culo Non ascolto 'sta cazzata eunuca, la tua traccia suca È collassata dopo 'sta mazzata sulla nuca, man Io che piglio bene da smazzata di burbuka Sembra che hai rappato dopo una tazzata di sambuca Se mi senti gridi corri, ti fumo da Philip Morris Mo' vi lascio filiformi un po' come se sfidi Norris Non risolvi se mi dissi, copriti Non vuoi che critichi, ho un kit d'intrichi di trick con cui trito gli ipocriti Ti sto massacrando, tieni duro Metto semi in culo poi ti lascio semi nudo sotto un plenilunio Tu sei il nuovo hip hop ma fai imbarazzo Se faccio un uovo alla coque ti mangi una frittata che sa del mio cazzo Non muoio in guerra e non ingoio merda A cosa vuoi che serva toy, c'hai i serbatoi di sperma e stai andando in riserva Hai chiesto ai tuoi se ti compravano il Jack Daniels per il video Poi nel video ti han sgamato e te l'han rovesciato a terra
@@jonnytest412 🥱 and even if there is “proof”, proof isn’t the synonym for true. And don’t get me started on how you’re able to fake proof so i’m not going to take a random dude on the internet’s word and believe it.
@@lieutenant7884 This wasn’t the only thing of his that was stolen, wu tang stole from my dad for killer bees album also. He was in lyricist lounge when pun was playing this on the pa speakers. But believe whatever you want lmaooo
I need some feedback on the remix I made to this and uploaded to my soundcloud. I promise you I did justice to this song soundcloud.com/chosisdakid/what-you-gonn-do
