Westside Gunn x Griselda Type Beat - "Nightmare" 

This the beat that's gone break me outta my 1 year slump. Good shit G

Wild beat

this shit is hard

Life is short,.. .. standing.. tall on life support , was tryna find a _short_ cut :your- life support , vices WARP, BlooD Drippin_down the Mic and chord_tied_ up_a loop..closed your eyes to soar, eyes was sore_sick of all the cries of war, violent orb..violens_and striking horns, spikes and thorns, highs.. and floors.. hiding from the hords watched the vibe- deform ,hive look horned,behind um ...the ties we swore..👆✨✝️ wize dont barely speak ,they been, seeking more👂👂✨👆u seeking swords to fight a beast_ that is not of Form they outa touch & holographic cant insync with the Atlas, Earth sink in the madness, the sleepers established, breeched through there madness _creatures of havok_freed in the magic _feeding off :panic , weave thru the planet.. secrets been banished, watch your frequency & keep to your bandwidth.. _en•tities inner face_this ..out a inner space _dont be a sinner watch um simmer _like that dinner plate👹🍗🔥🔥 forced to assimilate 💉⚕️ ..who left thats civil..👆☁️✈️ .. Satan slick made a: cell that was self applied..

It's too gruesome

Holy fuggggggg …. Subbed

Sheeshhhhhhh

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Nice

BIRD BRAIN My eyes twinkle at bedtime as mischievous play arches over me. Who can speak his own words when giant feathers of the void are fanned out marvelously. Break chemical fetters of paralyzing caution to step forward. She only allows one kindness to scattered exiles. If truly chased out by the world, you will be thrusted into countless appointments. Luck is a fierce cockatrice that raises up to unveil her nest. Pick an egg before she seats herself again. Why do I go without cheer, abhor love stories, and temper my high with low? Suck down the yoke and tell me what you feel. To be counted as one of her brood proceeds adjective. Motivations confess without interrogation. Miles are added to depth perception. Overnight, mandibles become strong enough to crush stone like toasted bread. For this price my head is weighed down at noonday. A bumbling sleepwalker who can not make sense of the ambient light is only good for avoidance. I have found a crack in melancholy squeezing myself through it. A different world settles upon me; a world ordered by the bruteness of truth absent any conniving. When your heart has spent the last of it's allowance, oblivion will perch. Do not run.

Ho dato voce al mio malessere Nascondersi non basterà Se ti nascondi non ti passerà Ho fatto un voto e non di castità Non di non di - uo Uo L’arte intrappola chi di arte si nutre io ho - La voce in fiamme se da voce alle paure mie Non ho paura di mostrarmi ora che so guardarmi Non ho paura di mostrarmi ora che so guardarmi Trova il flusso, costa caro ti puoi ritrovare a pezzi La tristezza dell’autore forza i suoi concetti Perché è finta o perché è solo romanzata Perché fingi e provi sempre a romanzarti ? Nei ricordi aggiungiamo - Dettagli solo perché in fondo li desideriamo Mi guardavo nel profondo e quanto cazzo detestavo Che in quel cazzo di profondo mi saziavo anche se macabro Nel buio sono in pace più Che nel mondo là fuori Con tutta sta finzione Non trovi una funzione Sorrisi plasticosi Ho amici ambiziosi ed altri con la nebbia in testa La nebbia sta negli occhi di chi schifa la ricerca

I can make the crooks perish just like lasagna.

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can i do a skit and kick a rhyme to this on tik tok? i don’t got no followers but i would at least try

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Sleep paralysis demons Creep between am 2 and 6 not twisted some the a it happpemed to make the nightmares 10 times worse graphic and bloody I go pm facts math science not funny logic from short bus riders